Thanks so much to everyone that shared the excitement of my book with me! In its first week of life, The Exquisite Ordinary has sold 50 copies in paperback and 14 on Kindle! They are available at amazon, and also at Liftbridge Book Shop in Brockport. So sorry to say that it is not available … Continue reading »
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Forming Pots
“It’s not pots we are forming, it’s ourselves.” MC Richards wrote that. Even as I write, I hear the gentle squeak of the kick wheel as Aaron creates in the basement. Just hearing the occasional kick and the ever changing rhythm of the potter’s wheel, I can almost feel the stress leaving his body. Allowing … Continue reading »
Youth Retreat
A guitar strums amid conversations. An annoying game beeps incessantly as people laugh and play and bond around it. The smell of pancake syrup and sausage still warms the air, though breakfast is long cleaned up and put away. Hot chocolate is the drink of choice. We laugh loudly, play with all that is … Continue reading »
Leaf Dancers
The sound of applause filled the fall air, as the wind blew through the tops of the trees. As if on cue, a troupe of dancers clad in golds, orange and red pirouetted across the cloud covered stage. Giggles and anticipation filled the air as a young voice yelled at the top of her … Continue reading »
Stain Glass
There is a song by Diana Jones called “Cracked and Broken” that has me mesmerized. One line is “Cracked and broken and beautiful, that’s how the light shines through.” Wow. Here’s a link to the song: In a piece of stain glass, each tiny piece of glass has a story, has been on a journey … Continue reading »
Unwrapping Our Dreams
Yes, there is probably someone else that can do that thing you do better than you. But chances are, they are not standing where you are. You are surrounded by people, right now, that would love to hear and see and share in that gift you have that you are hesitant to share. … Continue reading »
Spirit is Moving
I could feel no wind on my face, just the warmth of the early summer sun. Yet the huge, old tree just beyond the playground fence danced and swayed in the breeze. I found it comforting. I am talking to Spirit a lot these days, and listening. I am following the quiet urgings she … Continue reading »
Power
My mind feels like the calm in the storm. Not because a storm is not raging. Not because I don’t have strong feelings about the storm, and its possible consequences. Somehow, thankfully, I am calm in the midst of the storm simply because I can see far enough around me to know my anxiety will … Continue reading »
