Footsteps along a peaceful snowy path are a reminder that we walk the earth alone and together in life — individually we are one and together, we are all One. We are all Love walking each other home to peace.
We are all just walking each other home. …
A 25-foot driftwood art sculpture invites me to step closer. Its prominent red heart makes an impression—prompts to follow my heart.
It is a reminder to get out of one’s head, dive into one’s heart space. Tune in, listen, pay attention. What is your heart saying to you?
Trust what…
A human chain forms along the world-famous Dunn’s River Falls in Jamaica. Joined hand in hand, we assist the friend, loved one or stranger next to us. Together, we climb the 180-foot high waterfall to reach the summit.
A human chain asks us to reach out, connect, lend a helping…
All we need is music, sweet music
There’ll be music everywhere
There’ll be swingin’, swayin’ and records playing
And dancing in the street
— Martha and the Vandellas
Art in the Kitchen: Simple, no-bake, and easy-to-make party appetizer
Creativity is the way I share my soul with the world.
— Brené Brown
Festive Cucumber Seafood Towers become food art — simple, easy, and fun to make appetizers.
Creative time spent in the kitchen making hors d’oeuvres and setting…
A Time for Grateful Reflection During The Holidays
Every piece of the universe,
even the tiniest little snow crystal,
matters somehow.
I have a place in the pattern, and so do you.
Thinking of you this holiday season!
— T.A. Barron
A winter walk sets the holiday mood: snowflakes bring…
Once again, pleased to join Anne Bonfert’s writing prompt, “See What’s Behind You.” Here is my photo collection of looking back, creative reflections with glass and mirrors.
The years go by. The time flies.
Every single second is a moment in time that passes.
And it seems like nothing
but…
When the moon hits your eye
like a big pizza pie,
that’s amore.
When the world seems to shine
like you’ve had too much wine,
that’s a-m-o-r-e!
—Dean Martin, That’s Amore
A romantic date night began with a full moon. Set in a Japanese-inspired Zen garden, a 30-foot white moonlight…
Riddle me this, riddle me that,
who’s afraid
of the big black bat?
— The Riddler, Batman Forever
Holding hands, my child leads me
into a dimly lit bat cave
ex·cep·tion·al
simulation
above
bats r-o-o-s-t-i-n-g
water d-r-i-p-p-i-n-g
wings f-l-a-p-p-i-n-g
below
guano, accumulated excrement
moving carpets—E·E·E·eew!
are those cockroaches?!! …
If I could time travel, would it lessen my sadness? Return to my childhood, recapture the holiday magic. Gift my present-day with a renewed sense of awe and fewer expectations.
As an adult, stress fades the holiday sparkle. Overwhelm takes the joy out of holiday cheer — all the expectations…
