Monday, October 27, 2008


my art supplies sprawled out in my magical cottage

Creativity has surrounded me.  
It is oozing from my pours
Spilling out from my heart
And singing a song inside my head.

I feel connected
I feel centered
I feel like I am headed down the right path
I feel comfortable with myself

For a long time I was not comfortable with me
I was in the shadows
Hiding behind closed doors
Concealing my heart

But now I am colorful
Full of light
Feeling the world around me
And taking it all in

The things that surround me amaze me
Make me smile
Make me feel whole
They ignite a fire inside me, that won't go out

I adore this life,
I adore this little magical cottage I call my studio apartment
I adore my art supplies,
my camera, and my photos.
I adore the connection I get with others through these things.  

I am savoring life!

Monday, October 20, 2008

You gotta...

Flower garden at the Mohonk Mountain House, New Paltz NY

You gotta take the risk....that is what life is all about


Sunday, October 19, 2008

Taking it all in

Top of the Lemon Sqweeze, New Paltz NY

The sound of the leaves fluttering in the breeze
The radiant colors beaming from the trees
The stillness
The quiet
Soaking it all in
Hearing my footsteps along the path,
carrying me through the woods.
Holding me safely
Embracing my heart

Nature brings me back
Grounds me
Helps my soul de-clutter
It brings a smile to my face
Eases my fears
And makes me feel a little more comfortable with myself.  

I . . .

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Wonderful Memories

A little glimpse into my amazing weekend.  I am still soaking in all the love I experienced!

The Girls!

The wonderful couple on there special day!

A great group of friends.  Thank you Brinker International for bringing all of us together!

What a wonderful weekend I had.  Filled with great friends, laughing, smiles, and sunshine.  It was a wedding that brought us all together, yet the weekend became more than that to all of us.  We bonded, we laughed, we shared stories, and had blast together.  It is amazing to me how working with people makes them feel like family to you.  And even when you don't work together anymore you still have that bond.  We may not see each other as much as we would like to but when we come together it is like we never left one another.   

I am so grateful to have each and every one of them in my life.
Thank you dear friends for always being there for me. 

Wednesday, October 08, 2008


New Paltz

Floating high above
Soaking in the world around me
Every color
Every scent
How beautiful this world is
How much is has to offer
How blessed I am in what surrounds me

This glorious day
This glorious life


Sunday, October 05, 2008

Here I Am

New Paltz

I am breathing in the fresh air.
Tasting what life has to give.  
I am here.
I am open.
I am accepting what life is throwing me.

What are you accepting? 

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

I want to be....

Campfire at Wolf World

I don't get it....
I worry.... I fret...
I drive myself crazy.

I want to appear strong, am I a strong person?

I don't watch television, have no idea even the programs that are on.
I don't have much of a wardrobe...I tend to wear the same clothes over and over again...
but it is what I am comfortable in.  Does it matter that I am not a fashion guru?

Who am I?
I don't know....or do I?

Who could possibly care about me?
The real me....

The one who likes to shower twice a day, and wants to eat healthy (but loves chocolate), and read, and paint, and just plain soak up life.  The one who likes to laugh and be silly and do ridiculous things because they are fun.  The one who doesn't wear fact knows nothing about it.  

Who could possibly love this person?  The person who likes to ride her shiny red bike with the basket around town, smiling and waving to strangers.  Spending hours in the library.  Who could possibly care about the person who cares more about laughing then about money?  The person who just wants to connect with others....

I feel like a stranger in this world.  I feel like people don't get me.  I am constantly apologizing for who I am.  

The writer....the painter...the photographer...who really isn't any of those things, but enjoys them.  I love to write...I love to paint...and I love to take photos...does that matter?

I am not good with the spoken word.  I get tongue tied and shy.  I don't know what to say.  And then I get embarrassed because I want to appear strong...I never want to appear weak. 

But sometimes I am sad.
And sometimes I cry.  
People hurt my feelings, and I bleed inside...don't we all?

I don't need much....some paint...a journal to write in...a book to read....I am happy that way.

But who would ever think I that is a good thing?  Who could possibly understand that the sound of the ocean eases my heart, and children's laughter lights up my soul?  Who could ever understand that I just want to be seen....I just want to be heard.  I am a person.

Sometimes I feel invisible.  
Sometimes I am scared.
I am ashamed to admit these feelings, but don't we all feel them?  Do we?

Oh goodness...
Oh goodness...