"There will never be any more perfection than there is now."
- Walt Whitman
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- blessed life
- our beautiful time
- explore dream discover
- beauty & poetry - last day of summer camp
- yoga, journaling, yogurt and tea
- heal the planet through play
- Amelia Earhart
- estrellas
- secret skies
- heart and soul
- esmeraldas de mi abuela
- let go of the past
- wanting to write in white...
- majestic ancient mountain spirit
- from the soul
- you are in truth the soul of the soul
- Margarita Debayle, Mi Padre y El Mar...
- creativity
- fantasies
- bésame, bésame mucho
- ain't no mountain high enough
- at the edge of the roof
- not afraid
- one verse one song
- mermaid life
- mother ocean's womb
- independence is happiness
- blue oceans and lions
- divine mother goddess - an ocean of compassion
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Tuesday, July 31
Monday, July 30
blessed life
" To love what you do and feel that it matters
– how could anything be more fun? " KATHERINE GRAHAM
I love being a MAMA, a woman, an artist...I am so grateful for my blessed life...
– how could anything be more fun? " KATHERINE GRAHAM
I love being a MAMA, a woman, an artist...I am so grateful for my blessed life...
Sunday, July 29
Saturday, July 28
explore dream discover
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you
didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from
the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails.
EXPLORE. DREAM. DISCOVER."
- Mark Twain (1835-1910)
Happy Birthday Ricardo...I love you
EXPLORE. DREAM. DISCOVER."
- Mark Twain (1835-1910)
Happy Birthday Ricardo...I love you
Friday, July 27
beauty & poetry - last day of summer camp
details from mixed media by my soon-to-be 4-year-old...
he gave these to his teachers today,
the last day of summer camp...
and he titled them, "FIREWORKS"
"We especially need imagination in science. It is not all mathematics, nor all logic, but it is somewhat beauty and poetry."
- Dr. Maria Montessori (1870-1952)
Thursday, July 26
yoga, journaling, yogurt and tea
It is so early and I am awake.
I treasure this quiet, contemplative time alone. Yoga and journaling, then perhaps yogurt and tea...
I treasure this quiet, contemplative time alone. Yoga and journaling, then perhaps yogurt and tea...
Wednesday, July 25
heal the planet through play
A child is born pure and full of wonder. We need not rush this sacred innocence. Let the children play with mother earth. Join in their celebration of life. Sing, dance, laugh and be silly and wild. Let us access our inner child and heal the planet one breath at a time...
from my journals
Tuesday, July 24
Amelia Earhart
"Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace, the soul that knows it not, knows no release from little things."
- Amelia Earhart (1897-1937)
Monday, July 23
Sunday, July 22
secret skies
"This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet." - RUMI
a day of reading, painting and writing...
Saturday, July 21
heart and soul
"A nation's culture resides in the hearts and in the soul of its people."
- Mahatma Gandhi (1869-1948)
Friday, July 20
esmeraldas de mi abuela
The estate sale had passed and I had fortunately missed it. The remains of a once majestic home were scattered about and I began to salvage books, trinkets and treasures...
"...The Empress arrived that night, flashing a million golden lights like the enchanted queen that she was. Her full-skirted Dior ballgown was made of encrusted gold paillettes woven into sheer gold fabric. Other jewel-colored paillettes gleamed as she moved in the light. Crowning her elaborately upswept dark hair was an immense diamond tiara, studded with emeralds the size of robins' eggs. The same design of diamonds and emeralds made up her necklace and bracelet..."- Letitia Baldrige, 1968 "Of Diamonds & Diplomats" - 1st edition
Grandmother's emeralds...in words...through strories...
Thursday, July 19
let go of the past
"The act of forgiveness is the act of returning to present time. And that's why when one has become a forgiving person, and has managed to let go of the past, what they've really done is they've shifted their relationship with time. Forgive and call back the energy wasted on past events."
- Carolyn Myss
- Carolyn Myss
Wednesday, July 18
wanting to write in white...
antique books with golden pages
blank textured cards - thirsty for words
transparent buttons and crystal clusters
a corset to be worn with white leather gloves
colorless miniature buildings
framed porcelain seeds waiting to bloom
a fallen tree birthed into something new
an empty box ready to hold memories
bleached banana leaves and a single brave feather
tiny fingerprint pebbles
an ivory talisman that rested upon her heart
a sculpture that whispers - WOMAN, you have WINGS, now FLY...
from my journals
Tuesday, July 17
majestic ancient mountain spirit
"You never conquer a mountain.
You stand on the summit a few moments;
then the wind blows your footprints away.
- Arlene Blum (born 1945)majestic
ancient
mountain spirit
Monday, July 16
Sunday, July 15
you are in truth the soul of the soul
Saturday, July 14
Margarita Debayle, Mi Padre y El Mar...
Friday, July 13
creativity
Thursday, July 12
fantasies
Wednesday, July 11
bésame, bésame mucho
With sparkling blue eyes and an unforgettable voice Antioco plays his guitar and serenades beautiful Maruca...remembering my beloved grandparents, truly Grand Parents on their wedding anniversary...
Bésame, bésame mucho,
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez.
Bésame, bésame mucho,
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después.
Quiero tenerte muy cerca,
Mirarme en tus ojos,
Y estar junto a tí.
Piensa que tal vez mañana,
Estaré muy lejos,
Muy lejos de aquí.
Bésame, bésame mucho,
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después.
- original lyrics by Consuelo Velázquez (1917- 2005)
Bésame, bésame mucho,
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez.
Bésame, bésame mucho,
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después.
Quiero tenerte muy cerca,
Mirarme en tus ojos,
Y estar junto a tí.
Piensa que tal vez mañana,
Estaré muy lejos,
Muy lejos de aquí.
Bésame, bésame mucho,
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después.
- original lyrics by Consuelo Velázquez (1917- 2005)
Tuesday, July 10
ain't no mountain high enough
"My love is alive
Way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
As fast as I can
Don't you know that there
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you..."
- Nick Ashford (1941-2011) & Valerie Simpson (b. 1946)
Way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
As fast as I can
Don't you know that there
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you..."
- Nick Ashford (1941-2011) & Valerie Simpson (b. 1946)
Monday, July 9
Sunday, July 8
not afraid
"I feel very adventurous. There are so many doors to be opened, and I'm not afraid to look behind them."
- Elizabeth Taylor (1932-2011)
- Elizabeth Taylor (1932-2011)
Saturday, July 7
one verse one song
"When you are consciously aware of your body and what it is telling you, the quality of intelligence is amplified. Its reach is infinite. While the human body performs countless physical processes, it tracks the movement of stars and planets, because your biological rhythms are actually the symphony of the whole universe. That's why we call it the universe -- one verse, one song." - Deepak Chopra
Friday, July 6
Thursday, July 5
mother ocean's womb
Wednesday, July 4
independence is happiness
I am inspired by this 1913 illustration "Official Program Woman Suffrage Procession"
"Independence is happiness." - Susan B. Anthony (1820-1906)
Happy 4th of July
Tuesday, July 3
blue oceans and lions
I dreamed with blue oceans and lions,
I heard his voice calling to me...
I wrote to him in blue spanish
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lineas azules,
besos celestes,
abrazos morados risas rosadas,
y luz infinita...
excerpt from a letter
I heard his voice calling to me...
I wrote to him in blue spanish
~~~~~~~
lineas azules,
besos celestes,
abrazos morados risas rosadas,
y luz infinita...
excerpt from a letter
Monday, July 2
divine mother goddess - an ocean of compassion
Sunday, July 1
ocean waves at her hips
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