“Perhaps this is our strange and haunting paradox here in America — that we are fixed and certain only when we are in movement. At any rate, that is how it seemed to young George Webber, who was never so assured of his purpose as when he was going somewhere on a train. And he… Continue reading Homeward
I often say that writing or any creative pursuit is like giving birth—first, there is conception, an idea that has been planted in the mind, a divine little spark that bursts forth with energy and excitement. Think of a nebula—a big cloud of swirling dust and gas that will eventually shine down to Earth as… Continue reading Creativity
Check out CIRCLE Magazine Issue #111 Spring 2012 Kitchen Witchery. An article of mine, “Conquering Household Clutter Magically” appears on page 37 of this issue. I wrote under my craft name, Lady Calliope.
The past month has been rather challenging—I’ve had to dig much deeper than I ever have before to find balance between the physical and spiritual. So, I’ve been working with this concept called The Mandala of Being, which was developed by Richard Moss, MD. It’s a tool that helps me stay centered in the present…which… Continue reading Staying Present
I hated living on a dirt road when I was a kid. I thought it made us that much more like backwoods hicks, that much more of a blue collar family trying to make it way out in the boonies. A dirt road meant no cable TV and no city water. We relied on a… Continue reading Dirt Roads
When I was a child, I was completely awed by musicians, especially piano players. I wanted to be like them. I wanted to create those enchanting sounds that seemed to have such a powerful influence on the people who listened. My parents agreed to let me take piano lessons when I was nine years old… Continue reading The Gift of Music
I’ve studied many poets over the years, but Langston Hughes always haunted me. He wrote about dreams—those precious, elusive things that we build up in our minds, hoping they will hatch into the light of day at some point if we nurture them enough. Sometimes they just don’t hatch—maybe because we fail to keep them… Continue reading Living Our Dreams