Spring, Things & Aliveness

On Tuesday & Friday mornings I invite you Behind the Scenes at my studio.

Today:   It’s one week until spring and I am ready – including being excited to make a start on my Spring Yearbook! Spring cleaning and the possibility of a renovation also has me thinking about minimalism, memories and things.

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Caturday: Cat Meditation

Good Morning Scout

Sometimes I find it hard to slow down. (Who am I kidding? I always find it hard to slow down.) But today Scout helped me begin Cat Meditation, simply a practices of allowing oneself to simply relax, breathe and enjoy cat time, close and cuddly.

As I held Scout over my shoulder, feeling his purr against my heart, I could almost hear that yoga instructor voice in my head, “For this moment, there is nowhere else you have to be, nothing else you have to do. Breathe.”

Thanks, Scout.

The first time I thought that maybe Escher liked me was when I found him sleeping on my clothes. This was back when we couldn’t get close to him at all and I took it as a great sign of hope. Now, when I get up in the morning, he’ll quickly find his way right into my spot, still warm and cozy.  It’s so adorable that I just can’t kick him out. (Did I mention I am actually allergic to cats? Achoo!!)

I haven’t read it yet, but apparently Shibumi likes it
We should all be worried!
Very. Worried.


Creativity, Sensitivity & Dealing with Your Day Job

On Tuesday & Friday mornings I invite you Behind the Scenes at my studio.

Today:   Tuesday’s conversation about being an HSP (Highly Sensitive Person) struck a chord! So today I’m taking the conversation further by offering some strategies for creative, sensitive people dealing with a day job that just doesn’t fit right.

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International Women’s Day: Honouring My Mom

Being able to write about it affirmed something I’ve been feeling this spring, that perhaps I am moving out of my mourning period, perhaps I am ready to be centred in my own life once more, not pulled into the wake of hers.

My mom was a formidable combination of fierce and gentle. She offered safe space and non-judgmental listening to many and they loved her for it. She was rebellious and whip-smart. Not a day in her life could she be told what to do. She was a lifelong learner and loved math, music and sacred geometry. She was an unfulfilled musician and she felt that pain right until the end.

She liked to live at the front edge of the future, working with computers when they took up several rooms and required punched paper instruction cards, making sure we had one at home as soon as such a thing was possible.

She loved all of her children completely and unconditionally, even when we would tussle because, well, we’re strong-minded too. What she taught me most of all was to be understanding and kind, to be curious about the world and engaged in it and, unwittingly perhaps, she taught me to be my own woman, gentle and fierce, following my own path every day of my life.

Thank you, Mom.