Blue Eyed Indian

Blue Eyed Indian

a story about searching for one’s lost tribe   Wingapo Cheskchamay (“Welcome, All Friends” in Powhatan language) I share this excerpt from my book with you now because I have lately struck a chord in some of my posts….there are others besides me who do not feel...

Telling the Truth

“When a woman tells the truth she is creating the possibility for more truth around her.”  -Adrienne Rich There is something about having an audience that provokes an artist (of any kind, whether writer, musician, visual artist, actor, etc.) to rise to the...

The Gift of Gratitude-from 2004

(Author’s note: It is interesting to me to see how my thoughts and writing style have evolved over years of time.  I see that there is still some use to the writings below, so offer them for your perusal.  Perhaps an updated version will follow!) The Gift of...

My Own Space, part 2

The response I’ve received since publishing my last entry about my desire to have “my own room” has been so interesting, I felt it merited a little more airtime.  Some have written to accuse my husband of not wanting to share power (sorry I told on...