Ashem Vohu

12.10.18 White Resonant Worldbridger   "ASHEM VOHU, VAHISHTEM ASTI USHTA ASTI, USTA AHMAI HYAT ASAI VAHISHTAY ASHEM On waking up in the morning. When lighting a Divo. Before meals, interview* or exam*. Anytime you start something or come across a hurdle or danger. The next time you see an ambulance or Fire Engine with sirens... Continue Reading →

Summer Sun

"It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside." ~ Maud Hart Lovelace Summer days, spinning around, blooming. Here we are at the precipice of another celestial event, solstice: the one that happens in summer. That moment when the sun is in its zenith above... Continue Reading →

Book of Flowers

I began working on this book a few weeks ago.  Started with papers partially painted and collaged from over the year along with ribbons and salvaged lace from the girls petticoats poked one too many times by thorns, brambles, and twigs on forays into the woods.  While cleaning out closets, found a box of blouses... Continue Reading →

Waking Beauty

3.19.18 Yellow Magnetic Sun Waking up on art journal partially worked page, one page yesterday getting grounded and opening heart to transformation on the last day of the Blessed Blue Hand wavespell, twas a Blue Cosmic Storm GAP; then a bit more today on the first day of the last wavespell of the Red Castle,... Continue Reading →

Moving with Sun

3.11.18 Yellow Rythmic Human Old spread in journal as the base for a few elements pulled from Springing Up selections::sunflowers, big cat balanced on a limb, and saluting the sun woman . . . Chose to draw her in rather than glue, saluting the sun from behind cattail leaves and sunflowers, from inside the field... Continue Reading →

Springing Up

What you need:: Magazines, and art supplies (read about them here). Candles, music, a bouquet or a posy of flowers, tea, and company, as well as any other additions you dream up to setting your space, to be with creative practice are optionally limitless! "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step"... Continue Reading →

Landing

It is raining as I write. It has been raining for two days under gray skies. Early this morning a cloud of black moved as one, winged its way over tree tops to the East, caawing loudly. The creek is swollen, rushing water forcing leaves and branches from where they're piled up thickly, white waves... Continue Reading →

Red

Interesting things happen when creativity is flowing . . . just showing up at the table curiously to move paint with regularity spills over, circulating and leading to new ventures.  Last month's play with one word and collage elements led to four paintings.  In turn, they led to a short story that wove the four... Continue Reading →

Wonder

"The great opportunity is where you are. Do not despise your own place and hour. Every place is under the stars, every place is the center of the world." - John Burroughs What you need: a 20-30 minute space in which to creatively respond, paper and art supplies, a candle, music, fellowship should you choose... Continue Reading →

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