the holy and the broken Hallelujah

I want to be able to individually thank all those who have contacted me on WordPress, on Facebook, by phone and gmail and those from home who sent flowers during this renewed pandemic,  also to those virtual friends who support my virtual gallery and efforts,- but I can’t right now. As I have been told,…

A journey, a threshold, a silence

to my dear blogging friends, I had thought this day would never happen. My fingers can barely pick at the jumble of letters I must try to arrange into thoughts and words. Today is Nick’s birthday. Late afternoon on Tues, September 14, after a few months of struggle, Nick lost the battle.  He left peacefully…

Tales from an island

impressions in summer – short but sweet (with a few songs along the way for your listening pleasure- choose one or all of them!) As the sun sails down into the early evening sea  walk along the shore, just being there  and then be carried far off by the waves  to find the Sea Shell…

I Follow the Gypsy Fairy Queen

I am back again!  Here are a few quiet moments from my world on the mountainside and elsewhere  as time propels us forward into the unknown. This last year has been very hard. My partner was diagnosed with Hodgkins Lymphoma on top of everything else he has endured over the last two years (knee surgeries…

A very merry Christmas

   —as best we can!! It’s been a challenging and for some a tragic year. It was a hard year for my family and yet Jupiter is about to align with Saturn in a great conjunction of light. I hope this will be a good omen for the New year!! I hope I will be…

Beltane and the Poet

Beltane or May Day is an ancient tradition, the end of winter  and the day Persephone emerges from Hades’ or Pluto’s dark underworld  to bring colour and joy back to the earth. Through the centuries people lit huge bonfires on the evening of April 30th and danced, and sang, and told stories.  The festivities continue…

Dear Friends

What strange times we are living these days.  I’ve been very preoccupied lately –  but this too shall pass! I hope and pray you are all doing well and this post  finds you healthy and not too stressed financially, spiritually and emotionally.  I’ve also heard from friends and relatives overseas and I know Italy has…

A Winter’s breath

The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep– Robert Frost-“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” Winter on our side of the mountain homeward past corridors of light and ancient guardians out back the lights twinkle…

Tales for Yuletide

it was my dream ever since I posted previously about Hans Christian Anderson’s Little Match Girl, to try to bring that poignant and classic tale to life in a video story form…….

Still…..

-here!! -waters run deep? -complaining! crazy after all these years! -or else a state of inertia  😦 I’ll spare you the boring details of that light at the end of the tunnel being an oncoming train. However, I don’t need therapy I just need to go to Ireland, and Scotland will do nicely as well….

” The Stolen Child” Exhibit at Itakos -Tribute to Ireland

We all need a touch of magic!  So I’d like to share with my readers a video presentation of my photography and participation on the Stolen Child exhibit at Itakos Gallery  by Akim Alonzo and CybeleMoon.   I had a lot of fun putting this together (with my very rudimentary program- Wondershare). read the short story…

A Fleeing Summer Dream

In case you didn’t know, it’s always, late summer and late afternoon in Fairyland. I can’t believe that in my own dimension of space we’ve already slipped into September. Our summer has been on the cool side but still, I emerged, cautiously, like a cave bear into the sunlight. I finally wrote a little tale…

Not always here and never all there

    I wonder if I’m missed!! I’ve really fallen by the wayside in blogging. I admit to using Flickr on and off as it has been a lot easier to post and poof. Here I must be more thoughtful and with my previous bout with depression (SAD) plus, and then a painful sciatica in…

Dr. Chandra, Will I Dream?

 the wee ramble… “Dr Chandra, Will I dream?” is the haunting question, Hal, the computer asks in the face of impending doom in the sequel to A Space Odyssey..  “Yeesha, last night your mother had a dream…”  are the words that began an epic search for an ancient and mysterious civilization whose secrets were written into lost…

The Sacred pause

Springtime Blessings all. My thoughts are slowly thawing as daylight lingers longer, and morning footsteps awash in sun beams  lead back to the mossy hillside path. The snowdrops are joyfully singing in the dawn along with the songbirds while the trees stir in a barrage of loud whispers on our windswept hill. If I remain…