Making Days Count!

The first month of Quarantine proved to be frustrating–up and down and all around in emotions. I developed some bad habits and I don’t feel good. I’m happy to report that the next round of 30 days is going to be far different! Instead of watching the news on television, reading news on the internet

Me In My Genie Bottle

This is where magic happens.

Envy in Malibu

I have the privilege and honor of caring for people’s homes and animals while they are away.  One of the questions people always ask me is: “Do you ever become jealous or envious when  caring for other people’s homes?Do you go into the comparison mode and wish you had more of this wealth and abundance.”

Feeling Freedom

I’m having a hard time finding words for all of the feeling–I caught a glimpse of it this last week.   I felt safe and secure, deeply safe and secure, yet all the indicators in the physical world would not convince you of my security. I live week to week.    I have no savings

Too Young To Learn From?

I invited a friend to come with me to  yoga.  The teacher of the class is  20 years my junior.   When I invited him, he said, “No, I won’t go to her class–what can I learn from her, she is too young.” I sure am glad I didn’t have that attitude when I first

Dig Deep–I Am That

We stood above a waterfall on the trail. Huge boulders were nuggets in a stream. A tree stuck out among the rocks–its roots looked as if they were going into the rock but they simply went beyond the boulder and into the ground. Another tree had huge thick roots that stuck out above the stream.

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Are you an artist?  I think you are but you may not know it.  We think it has to look a certain way.  I am an artist.  For many years though, I never saw myself as an artist.  As I sit here observing my surroundings…

Dilapidated Dreams

Have you ever driven by a business that was once thriving and now it is dilapidated because of neglect?  In your memory,  it was busy and successful– the place was always maintained with the utmost care and cleanliness; there were  customers bustling in and out  and it was alive and thriving.  Then, years later, you

I Am An Artist

Are you an artist?  I think you are but you may not know it.  We think it has to look a certain way.  I am an artist.  For many years though, I never saw myself as an artist.  As I sit here observing my surroundings and the people in my midst, I know without a

Feathers Find Me

It’s amazing the thoughts and beliefs we hold onto. Even long after we are adults and can clear the clutter of the limiting beliefs we’ve been taught, there are still some beliefs that hang on. Lately I have been walking by lots of feathers lying on the ground.  One of the things my mom told me