When You Are a Caregiver, Where Does the Art Fit In?

When You Are a Caregiver, Where Does the Art Fit In?

Holy Ground It doesn’t. It doesn’t. And if you’re someone like me, who needs a good amount of mental spaciousness and a place free of clutter, so your mind and imagination can soar, then it never fits in. It doesn’t. But you dutifully try until you wonder if you even...
The Power of Story to Bring World Peace

The Power of Story to Bring World Peace

The Power of Story to Bring World Peace Storytelling is as old as time itselfThrough story, song and dance we have lived and lovedCreated community, celebrated and grievedWe hear and tell them constantlyStories make us uniquely humanand connect us soul to soul ~...
Free in My Heart, Free in Tehran

Free in My Heart, Free in Tehran

 In a real sense all life is inter-related. All persons are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be,...
Writing to Ease Stress for Soldiers and Veterans of War

Writing to Ease Stress for Soldiers and Veterans of War

Someone once threatened to bash my face in. It scared the hell out of me. I knew in my heart that wouldn’t happen, but it kept me awake at night. It had me looking over my shoulder in the stores where I could run into this person. It was the background chatter in my...
I Walk Between Two Worlds

I Walk Between Two Worlds

I walk between two worlds. Or maybe I walk between ten or twenty Or two thousand. Maybe we all do. The world of innocence and experience. The world of youth and age. The world of spirit and matter. Wisdom and ignorance. The world of family and friends. The world of...