Tag Archives: Art of Zen

Light of Orbs

Do you believe in signs? I try. I want to. Some days they’re impossible to ignore. I have a funny kind of feeling we’ve been here, lived this place before. Maybe not in the same order, geography or circumstance. I don’t know, maybe not at all says the practical parts to me. I’m pretty sure we won’t remember. …

Stick to the basics with an edge

I hate shopping. Clothes shopping. I’ve been living in sweats and jeans the last five years, shopping hasn’t been a high priority. Writing does not require Couture, PJs are just fine and acceptable. Authors apparently require a bit more expansive wardrobe. Being invited to the Landmark Gala during Syracuse Fashion Week 2015 as a guest author of “The Vast …

for the love of a dog

Wouldn’t it be lovely if kindness, loyalty and showers of affection were our biggest faults? Wouldn’t it though? It would be awfully, awfully nice. It is lovely in the company of my shadow. The spirit animal who teaches me patiently and without judgement the crazy curious inexplicable mystery that is uncomplicated love. For one glorious moment I forget, all the exhausting complicated …

On the Walk

Last night ‘on the walk’ Lupe and I saw a shadow in the midnight black, bone-chilling distance. An elderly man lying helpless in the snow, black cold, car door wide open, -7 degrees below. He lives two doors down, a neighbor and I don’t know him at all. I tried to lift him with my will, powerless to pull …