Rock On: A Little 4th of July story…

radiosphonos.com There was a constant hum in the air during the day and yells and screams at night. Dad dancing outside to music... was one of those times life seemed endlessly youthful... ya we were all dancing to Suzi Quarto. Twenty years of fireworks over our home was what I was born to. Across the … Continue reading Rock On: A Little 4th of July story…

Metamorphosis takes aeons, generations and sometimes within the proper cyclical season.

All around me I feel the invisible walls. Maybe a cell membrane that holds me in. It is a cocoon. The darkness melts my body and whispers stories of weeping, hate and betrayal. As the full moon ascends on the horizon, I feel the depth and heat of her breath as she addresses me. She … Continue reading Metamorphosis takes aeons, generations and sometimes within the proper cyclical season.

Daily Prompt: Goals: express myself as others do!!

An average person with average talents and ambition and average education, can outstrip the most brilliant genius in our society, if that person has clear, focused goals. ~ Mary Kay Ash http://www.coagula.com/ I shall keep moving forward no matter what the gossip, criticism or silence… The above image is of a written interview I did … Continue reading Daily Prompt: Goals: express myself as others do!!

“The path of its departure still is free.” Mutability

Bernie Wrightson (American, 1948–2017) Bernie Wrightson Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley's Frankenstein Unused Illustration Original Art (c. 1975), ca. 1975 We lived in a little art loft over a quaint bookstore up town Whittier. Ames is the name of the bookstore. A funny fellow with a beard owned the place. To get away from the overwhelming nature … Continue reading “The path of its departure still is free.” Mutability

Lovely hearth

It was a cold winter’s night, like this one, when I heard a soft knock on the door. I was alone. I did not see my kitty Dudea around. When she gets outside she makes a similar sound on the front door when she wants in. “Ok Dudea, just a minute!” I got off the … Continue reading Lovely hearth

Nose humor and gangsters… a serendipity tale..

ose picking is not a popular topic but we all do it, some more gracefully than others. My music teacher, who was also my voice teacher, did it on stage with a tissue. When she sang opera on stage she could transform from being a 40-year-old woman to a youthful angelic being, and just as … Continue reading Nose humor and gangsters… a serendipity tale..

A message for only my eyes to see

I looked up and saw gray and white clouds. I looked down and saw large symbols, circles and angles, as if I was kneeling on a ritualistic spot. A thought came to my mind, while sitting on folded knees, about this mysterious surface. “This is upon the place that was once a lawn near my … Continue reading A message for only my eyes to see

Who is stroking their carrots?

The apartment was adjoined at the hip to the subway. Every time the subway went by the building shook. It was either Queens or Yonkers New York where we watched; looking down from the tall building to the streets below. We were staying only for a few days while the bands where in town. At … Continue reading Who is stroking their carrots?

Banners from Kubrick’s exhibition or glorious rebellious madness.

Now some 30 years later his face mocks me. Alex: What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited. My first printing project was with … Continue reading Banners from Kubrick’s exhibition or glorious rebellious madness.

Strawberry Nose

I think dad will be ninety-three this year. He once was an exceptionally good storyteller. He would sit out on the back porch looking over the San Fernando Valley and tell a story to whomever sat next to him. Just make sure it was not past 5 pm …before the liquor hit his brain. This … Continue reading Strawberry Nose

Hugo Wolf: The strange man

My favorite post from the past fourteen years. I dedicate it to Saturn, the song below highlighting a classic song about love and life. It explores our strengths, limitations, and Saturn's softer side, which I am learning to appreciate. At times we must be determined, vibrant, and set boundaries for ourselves. At other times we … Continue reading Hugo Wolf: The strange man

Sushi turkey

Holly said to Bear, "Did you ever notice when you close your eyes and look up at the sun that you can see a mandala? Red and orange colors flashing out in bursts of color. It reminds me of a Mosque. A vast ceiling in my eyes. This is what I am thankful for." The sushi restaurant was not open on Turkey Day. My son called earlier, and no one … Continue reading Sushi turkey

A turkey companion.

It was a world of mostly boys. It was a time of the real Mad Men. I was born in the 1950s. All Thanksgivings, until I was in my thirties, were celebrated at the same place every year. Uncle Royal and Aunt Louise lived on a beautiful farm in Orange County California. Acres housed pomegranates, tangerine, and … Continue reading A turkey companion.

The Treefort apartment.

Living in Van Nuys in the 1990s was difficult because we endured isolation, discrimination, and frustration, but we were a family and had each other and a college community that supported our goals. In those challenging times, the struggles we faced seemed overwhelming; however, it was our unwavering bond that kept us strong. While navigating … Continue reading The Treefort apartment.

Apple Cider & Betty

When humans participate in ceremony, they enter a sacred space. Everything outside of that space shrivels in importance. Time takes on a different dimension. Emotions flow more freely. The bodies of participants become filled with the energy of life, and this energy reaches out and blesses the creation around them. All is made new everything … Continue reading Apple Cider & Betty

Mock Pee

Today I watched my beautiful white Himalayan male cat mock pee on the outside brick fence. Male cats turn backwards and then spray their territory. The male cat does this by vibrating their tail. Mr. Po Po is different because he is a very clean cat. I know he learned the pee ritual from Flash our … Continue reading Mock Pee

Three Impressions From My Macabre Youth.

“I have seen the dark universe yawningWhere the black planets roll without aim,Where they roll in their horror unheeded,Without knowledge, or luster, or name.”― H.P. Lovecraft The Monster One impression from my childhood was of the invisible monster. This is how I remember the monster which is my first impression from my macabre youth. The … Continue reading Three Impressions From My Macabre Youth.

Angry Angry woman

While driving my long drive home home I noticed a sign outlined in bold red, "Reiki treatment for shyness." I hate this. Sometimes Wellness clinics go too far. I don't see anything unhealthy with being shy. As though it is an illness to be healed. This in-your-face culture is what we have become and it … Continue reading Angry Angry woman

I think technology has ruined a few things! I said ladies no men!

When I lived in New York, I stayed with a family where happily every Thursday morning the trash truck would come to pick up the trash. At about nine in the morning the women in this house got up quickly and ran to the windows. I did not know what was up, but I found … Continue reading I think technology has ruined a few things! I said ladies no men!

Deep under the earth

“President John F. Kennedy, speaking on civil defense, advises American families to build bomb shelters to protect them from atomic fallout in the event of a nuclear exchange with the Soviet Union. Kennedy also assured the public that the U.S. civil defense program would soon begin providing such protection for every American.” We are thrilled … Continue reading Deep under the earth