Goodnight Twenty Eleven

I watch and experience the count down. This year had a dark side and a light side. Losing my mother was bitter sweet. Wild speculation and financial risks were scary. Traveling through New York, New Jersey, Mexico, Louisiana, Alabama, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, California, Nevada, Oregon and Alaska showed me that I love many people. I have a new Grandson Sam and a new home in New Orleans. My art work was exhibited in three cities; New Orleans, Astoria and Anchorage. There is more to come. My heart aches, but not so much. Lif!

Solstice 2011

Stay, commit, endure. I have been given a gift. Make a difference. (Thank you!)

Wheel of Fortune

Juiptier and Sphinx. To know, to will, to dare life. And respect silence.

Waning Moon And Dark Days

There's a town meeting. Ravens commune this Sunday. I pray from my roost.

MaMaism's

Woman is the formator of the Universe. Mamaism is the container of the patterns, plans and codes. The mother principal is creativity and love. She unites the human with the cosmic. Mamaism exemplifies the feminine, nurturing source of life and art.

Monday Sun

I ride the heart beat. Tears of clear recognition. Quiet song of joy.

December First Haiku 2011

Innocence is me. We practice diligently. Playing together.