Opossum

Day starts with a baby possum in the door screen, put it on a tree branch in the backyard, for mama to find, get in the car with a run, soon we are caught in traffic... but then this song comes on our car radio... and living is sweet

Daily Prompt: The Glass : oscillating dualistic

Looking with eyes shut. A cup appears. It shines and comes to focus and out again, as an image in a cloud. Clear then vague, at one moment, and then gone. Life is this way. Rain falls and awakens the smell of the earth in all of her sweetness. This is when the cup is … Continue reading Daily Prompt: The Glass : oscillating dualistic

I pour my beer upon the earth…in celebration!!

To "the untamed divinities of nature-the oceans, the deserts, the magma at the earth's core and the powers of storm and rain... the old pagan nature Gods [Goddesses] have not altogether been subdued by the world unification plans of god, the Economy." - James Hillman

This is a Praying Mantis theme song.

But It can hale true! I listen to a diversity of songs all the time. What I like best about songs are when they talk to me. I talk with them so why not them with me. I use them in my posting as highlighters to accentuate the theme of my postings. If you trip … Continue reading This is a Praying Mantis theme song.

Blissful Heart : Sonic Reducer

“Lots of people I know have bootlegged tapes of performances and if they play it I will be transported back sometimes with happiness, sometimes with horror.” ~ Chris Bailey,The Saints This image takes me back to when I was 17. My eyes are closed with an inward feeling-look upon my face. It is the feeling … Continue reading Blissful Heart : Sonic Reducer

Built by the Knights Templar?

A March 2013 post. I am working on a project to bring my art out of the dark and into the light. This reminded me of exploring art, religiosity, and depth psychology. It is always interesting when a symbolic painting painted from years ago comes forward to reveal itself. I remember what the Swiss psychiatrist … Continue reading Built by the Knights Templar?

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

Daily Prompt: Toot Your Horn

This prompt is an interesting one. Promoting me is one of the most uncomfortable things for me to do. I will try. I like my smile and my creativity. I like the watercolors I create and the children I created. I like my body. It gives me pleasure. I like that I am an intuitive … Continue reading Daily Prompt: Toot Your Horn

Box Canyon Road the magical place

When times get boring and I have had enough. I take a ride up Box Canyon Rd. Image of Yucca Plant in Box Canyon. Box Canyon Road begins at the corner of Lake Manor Drive and Valley Circle Blvd. It ascends a hill overlooking the San Fernando Valley. It leads into the old Santa Susanna … Continue reading Box Canyon Road the magical place

My own mind is my own church

“The more unnatural any thing is, the more is it capable of becoming the object of dismal admiration… But if objects for gratitude and admiration are our desire, do they not present themselves every hour to our eyes? Do we not see a fair creation prepared to receive us the instant we were born-a world … Continue reading My own mind is my own church

A Personal Journey With Persephone- The Crone.

The menopause is probably the least glamorous topic imaginable; and this is interesting, because it is one of the very few topics …to which cling some shreds and remnants of taboo. A serious mention of menopause is usually met with uneasy silence; a sneering reference to it is usually met with relieved sniggers. Both the … Continue reading A Personal Journey With Persephone- The Crone.

Nature has a conscience, An indirect editorial about rape via Nature Politics.

“My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pain / My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk.” ~ ~ John Keats The trusting woods? The unsuspecting trees Brought out their burrs and mosses His fantasy to please. He scanned their trinkets, curious, He grasped, he bore away. What will the solemn hemlock, What will … Continue reading Nature has a conscience, An indirect editorial about rape via Nature Politics.

The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake

I only have a copy of this book from the library. It is one of the most valuable things in my heart. I like this man because he attacks perfection. He attacks technology and he attacks big egos. I think everyone should read this book. Blake is a humorist; he is very esoteric and clever. … Continue reading The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake

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

Editorialize political debate, Mr Fuck and Squid Heads…

Autumnis Mantis

Outside of our French windows is a trellis over the patio. Across from this we have a pool fence. We put it up when the children were small for their protection. It is now a place for Praying Mantis. When the spring comes and the baby mantis break their egg sack, hundreds of babies run … Continue reading Autumnis Mantis

Lavendar Beer and a Gnome

I read this to my son."Did this really happen?" He said.I replied,"Maybe it did and maybe it didn't !" Mornings are foggy now.I take the kid to school, I have my coffee, and I do my chores. To day it is different.I took the trash out. I hear laughing. An echo of laughter in the … Continue reading Lavendar Beer and a Gnome

Merge

The vine with purple flowers makes its way to our chimney every summer. By the cold of winter it declines and we pull it back. One year we let our home insurance lapse. The insurance agent came out and told us that we had to trim the bush back so it did not even touch … Continue reading Merge

Yes, Someone Keeps Leaving Flowers On My Front Doorsteps.

1989 It was my true days of independent living on the east coast where I learned to be truly responsible for others besides myself. I was alone living in the maid’s room converted into an apartment of a four-story lovely old Victorian house. “Can I buy you another coffee?” I said to the man I … Continue reading Yes, Someone Keeps Leaving Flowers On My Front Doorsteps.

Scarlet Poem

The color scarlet is deep, rich and vibrant It is what I need it pulls me and in this I find balance nourishment and satisfaction something new and hopeful.