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…

Thresholds and Portals – A Collection of Poems

This book of poems began in Vienna, Austria, April 2013. It was birthed from writing prompts, silence in cemeteries, paintings that spoke to me and pastries that called my name. More poems came to life during November 2014 as I participated in National Novel Writing Month – NAWRIMO. 50,000 words gushed forth onto my laptop…

5 Weeks in France, Part 4 – The Flowers of Paris

My heart hurts and tears drop from my eyes as I remember the attacks in Paris. I know much is being written, shared, posted. I don’t live in Paris. I’m not French. I live in Seattle, but my heart and years of memories reside there. I’m Canadian/American and a ‘tourist’ when I visit. My spirit…

5 weeks in France Part 3 – My Heart Hurts

My heart hurts, so I write – to process my feelings, to grieve, mourn….. I go to words and images, to find my voice. Not so much to search for meaning, for that feels vague. I write to uncover my soul, to dare to go deep into anger, sadness, shock. I write because yesterday’s violence…

5 weeks in France, Part 2 – Patterns Below my Feet

5 weeks in France, Part 2 – Patterns Below my Feet I have this thing with floors. Actually, I have this thing with what’s below my feet. I’ve noticed this for a long time. It’s not a new thing. I find myself wearing shoes/soles that reflect my soul. “Travel by foot. There is so much…

5 Weeks in France, Part 1 – Reflection

Did you know there are wide wooden chairs on the Seine in Paris? Along the left bank, in a lovely hidden spot, floating on barges, just begging for a soul to lounge. I simply could not refuse the invitation. Gazing out over the Seine, inhaling and exhaling, thrilled in my heart to be in Paris….

Light and Shadow

Lingering, listening inward. Generously giving holistic hearth health, tranquil together. Soul simplifying silence. Heartfelt hunger aligns. Diving deep, dancing, open wide.

Laryngitis in Paris – on losing and finding my voice.

“When you come to a fork in the road, take it.” Yogi Berra What happens when the fork in the road is not of your choosing? What happens when you’re co-leading SoulStrolling à Paris and lose your voice for 4 days? The following quote, from “For the Traveler” by John O’Donahue, takes on a deeper,…

Why Paris?

People ask me, “What is it about Paris that draws you back time and time again?” My reply: ‘I’m following the thread. When you listen to your soul, who knows where your ‘soles’ may lead.’ “There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you…

The Big ? What to Pack!

Here I stand with suitcase in hand, wondering what on earth to pack. What do I really need, can’t travel without? What’s the climate going to be like, what’s appropriate for the culture, and why do I seem to have way too much stuff for the length of time I’m going to be away? Ah…

When you unlatch your sole/soul, who knows where it may lead?

My Mom loves recounting the story of how as a young toddler of 3, I wandered off a mile from home to watch the Koi in the pond outside our local Fire Station. Needless to say, she was quite shocked upon receiving a phone call from a concerned neighbor thinking they had just seen little…