digging in the garden…

a friend shared with me her secret to an amazing seasoning, each time its different,  take a little bit of every plant in the garden,flowers included (nothing poisonous, do your research ) wash and dry in the sunshine   , i used beet leaves and stems, pea leaves and shoots, dill, onion tops, tomato leaves, bean leaves.  After they dried I ground them up together, smells divine!

a little bit of this, and a little bit of that

a little bit of this, and a little bit of that



all of our moments, past, present, future all collide here in this one point of ‘now’. I m still searching for that precarious balance,trying not to fall off because it is right here,right now that our lives are lived

and right here, right now we can choose to see life as beautiful


my grandpa

my grandpa always had his violin beside his chair

not a day went by without him picking it up

I can hear him playing anytime I want

because it is recorded on my heart

My strength flows to me and

through me from him

He was gentle and strong

loving and kind

he was also old school with a hard line

He was ice cream and puppies

and bike riding and boating

and Santa and craftsmanship

He was music and Irish

and proud of it

He had a big red tool chest with the top drawer full of dimes he collected

a few years ago I started finding dimes on my path, everyday, not one or two

but enough to notice

when my path was difficult

I’ve been finding them again

thanks grandpa, hope it means I’m going the right way

love you always


on writing….

why do you write

,do you write because you have no other choice?do you write because you have too?

do you write because if you didn’t you would not breathe?why do you write?

do you write to paint with words and make ideas new?do you write to try and see new ways of looking at old things?

do you write because the human spirit is so vast and endless you try to understand small bits of it?

do you write to heal,teach,learn,laugh,?l  why do you write??why do you

medicine wheel turning to the west…

walking in the forest today,smells of earth in the air,dew still on the plants,geese flying over head,i am blessed.047plant medicine growing, saw sage… going to seed, i collected some







milk thistle..


wild mint










my walk through this past season has been so difficult, but here we are, in our one most beautiful life to be lived,

i shall never let the actions of others define me,

i shall always walk in light and love,

love cannot diminish or fade away,

keep looking up, you’ll find it, metta


missing fixit and lou…

the wind rushed through her

sweeping away her grief

‘What was the point!?”   ,she screamed into the black void


the point?

a great love is to be given

not to be kept.


it’s okay.


they will be safe

they will be happy

they will be loved

Just let go..


i am trying

please God,     i really need help on this one

love you fixit and lucy forever, always in my heart