Tag Archives: love

Life Is Short

My apartment is on the second floor, so I don’t see who flings open my front door but I hear the footsteps racing up my stairs. My neighbor appears, breathless with excitement, “Deborah, Deborah, we’re calling all shamans. The tides … Continue reading

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Dying to Live

My left leg feels frail, aches a little bit, doesn’t move quite right but I CAN put weight on it without excruciating pain. Three days ago, I couldn’t. What happened? I don’t know. After more than five hours at the … Continue reading

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Fierce Love

With gratitude to my friend Jane for inspiring these thoughts in our conversation today. By the end of January and the official end of the Painting the Feminine course with Connie Hozvicka, I felt discombobulated. Confusion over love tossed me … Continue reading

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Painting Like a Kid Again

Oh my goodness – I am so happy. This morning I experienced painting like a kid, our last exercise in Week #1 of BIG, even though I knew I was an adult with skills and experience. Forever, I’ve wanted to … Continue reading

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New Storylines

Interesting that of the top five most popular posts on my blog, two begin the past two new years. No Detours, January 8th 2011, described in my last post and Creation Stories and the Sacrifice of Creation, written January 1st, … Continue reading

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Honoring 9/11

Nine years before the planes hit theWorldTradeTowers, I painted a prophetic image while spending two months in solitude. I didn’t realize it was prophetic until two days after the event  happened. The painting hung in my living room and as … Continue reading

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