Holy Water – Ubud, Bali

I returned from Ubud, Bali September 16, 2016. Within a few days of arriving home the following piece lingered in my subconscious. It’s been delayed due to a broken arm (8 days after coming home) and more travel. Someone has probably written something profound about the timing of a piece, or the final penning to…

Stories from my childhood: Trampoline Wonder

Bounce, flip, soar, fly: repeat. Lightness of being, knowing my body in space, letting go, no fear – my parents bravery at gifting my brother and I the freedom to play. The story goes that my grandmother, Tilly, bid and won the trampoline (after a few too many gin and tonics) at an auction. Realizing…

A Day in Reims, France – Part Two

“We can continually recall beauty through the practice of memory, through daily acts of imagination that seize the moments that once seized our hearts.” Phil Cousineau, The Art of Pilgrimage. With stomachs rumbling and lunch calling we wove our way through the streets of Reims to Anna S. la table amoureuse. Lavender hued walls with golden…

A day in Reims, France – Part One

Oprah Winfrey uses the word, “marvelism” and Phil Cousineau writes in The Art of Pilgrimage, “How will you remember to remember when you return home?” It’s been almost 3 months since I returned home from 3 weeks in Paris. Usually, my pen is quick to the page, eager to share the bounty from my travels….

Face Frolicking

The final day of March is drawing near, which means we’re closing in on the end of 31 Days of SoulStrolling prompts. Please let us know if you’ve been pondering and playing along with us! Here’s a poem for today’s prompt #smile: You are good for my soul, lingering about at the edge of my lips, occasionally…

Open your heart to the World

#open is our prompt of the day at 31 Days of SoulStrolling.  I have a propensity toward opening my heart to inanimate objects, to see what they might have to say. Much like an artist paints still life, so I engage in conversation. When I open my heart to the world, even in the midst…

Dwelling in Possibility

“I dwell in possibility.” Emily Dickinson #possibility is our prompt today at 31 Days of SoulStrolling. A few weeks ago, with Julie Gardner, Writers Gathering in Seattle, our prompt was Emily Dickinson’s poem, “I dwell in possibility.” This is what flowed from pen to paper: I dwell in possibility – to dwell, to be. To practice presence wherever…

Instructions for Threshold and Portal Crossings

Threshold:  doorsill, any doorway or entrance, the starting point of an experience, event or venture. While I grasp the basic definition, the part that intrigues me most is the “starting point of an experience, event or venture.” Perhaps this is because I love mystery and it speaks to a deeper longing and wonder in my soul. John…

The Dress-Up Box

What is it about getting older? Have I forgotten how to play? Libby, my lab, is a master with her, looks-like-I’ve-been-doing-something-mischievous-grin, as she returns from wandering outside. I played often as a child: hide and seek, kick the can, make believe. Dress-up clothes from the box kept for us in the basement – Peter Pan…

Laughing Ladies

Today’s prompt at 31 Days of SoulStrolling is laughter. My friend, co-conspirator and author Kayce S. Hughlett uncovered this quote by Anne Lamott, “Laughter is carbonated holiness.” Oh how I love this. It makes my heart sing. It reminded me of one of my experiences with laughter and art. My husband and I  were strolling the grounds in the…

What does delicious spark in your soul?

Delicious. Slow the word down. Enunciate. Speak it – quietly, then at full volume. What does it evoke in your soul? My initial response – meals: glorious, tasty, tantalizing plates that arouse my taste buds, tingle my senses and satiate my belly. I’m fortunate to have enjoyed many such a meal: at home, abroad, with…