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What I Was Thinking….

Nov 12, 2010

I used to be like you. I used to hate my job–and as I drove to work in the morning, I would imagine that I was actually going to a coffee shop to work on my laptop–or heading out somewhere in the desert to paint. I would practice this every single day–because it’s what would put me in such a great mood–that when I got to work, and things started to feel a tad crunchy, I would dip into my daydreams all over again. Then one day, I had to make a choice. All my body–all my soul was leaning…

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Adornment

Nov 11, 2010

Most of the hair on my head is not my own. I carry the world of others aligned, woven, dreaded into a crown. It hangs in front of my face to shield my vision– or tied in a knot behind me to soften the load. But I am fully aware that I no longer am alone. I am guided from something beyond. And I let it rest and tangle and at times cascade around me. As I learn how to walk this new frontier. As I gather the strength for the journey before me. As I grow wildly into the…

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My Heart Is Embed In The Desert Soil

Nov 10, 2010

Last night Hansel and I went on our first hot air balloon ride over Phoenix. It was awesome. The sun was setting. We were with a group of really great people (mostly Canadians). Our guide was full of fun stories. And Hansel and I were enjoying a sweet experience together. What more could a chica ask for, right?!?! I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED floating gracefully above the earth locked in the embrace of the gorgeous winds. I LOVED watching hawks fly beneath me oblivious to our presence. And I especially LOVED the pure quiet–pure peacefulness that exists only in the stomach…

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