
I just made myself a proper breakfast for the first time in… maybe a year? Life is good. Time to plan a fun camping trip to a cool, mountainous, wooded spot. And continue rebuilding my physical strength. At the moment, I’m about to start a huge new watercolor that can be whatever I want it […]

This painting will be my contribution tomorrow to a fundraiser for the Oasis Women’s Mental Health Center in Birmingham, AL.

There’s some sh*t I need to release and remove from my space and consciousness , before I can let myself take a deep breath and start to splatter and smear joy.

Forty-plus years in a team-driven, deadline-critical profession, not knowing I was Autistic. Architecture was hell for me.

Your ashes; my ballast in this bewildering world
It does seem to flood at times…Namaste:)
Thank you for the simple yet profound comment, Debra! “Seem” conveys so much, so many options about how to view a state of “overwhelm”… The same state may be viewed by one person as a scarring disaster that must be overcome and forgotten, and another may view it as an opportunity for growth and renewal… How fortunate we are to have the ability to choose our view! Have a wonderful weekend!