a diary of words, paper and other ephemeral things

Tag: beauty

  • What remains

    Bald eagle

    circles with

    two vultures

    tending to death

    like the

    carcass of a deer

    or the

    decay of a nation

  • I see it in the pieces and in the whole

    I made this new insert for my travelers notebook from old sketchbook pages
    It feels strange to be working in this cover but on a different type of paper. But I am enjoying the playfulness
    When I look at them completed I don’t recognize where I made certain decisions. And new information comes forward from the wholeness of the piece
  • Where I find the sacred

    Reading “Ordinary Mysticism” by Mirabai Starr

    I find the presence of the sacred hidden in my aching bones when I have to push myself a little farther past my comfort zone. I am reminded I am alive.

    I find the presence of the sacred as I walk, an obligation, yes…but also a gift. I move on familiar paths and marvel that I came together as this particular collection of cells, at least for now.

    I also feel the sacred flowing through tingling fingers as I create. It is an openness that simply keeps me moving.

    I feel the sacred in the hard moments, but also in the soft. Like asking the kids about how their day was, laying down for a daily nap because I respect this body enough to know rest is vital.

    Although I can feel imperfect on my path, ultimately I believe the sacred meets me in the trying. I am forever in a state of reaching toward the unknowable mystery: my fingers imagine grasping the hem of its cloak…but remember that not knowing is beauty too. I breathe, my chest rises. the day is promising but also cold. I have shelter and warmth and unending love, even if only for this brief moment.

    “Numinous” mini collage

    For more writing on where I meet the sacred, check out my recent essay in Fieldwren Journal: available here

    I just started it, but go grab a copy of “Ordinary Mysticism: Your Life as Sacred Ground” by Mirabai Starr. Let me know what you think.

  • Making marks

    An automatic drawing I made last night while watching Uzumaki. Mostly just tried to set time apart where I wasn’t doomscrolling. Being locked in during a snow storm has made it hard to resist the phone, especially since I can’t go for my daily walk. My legs hurt intensely. Luckily my ulcer issues have chilled out, and the medicine I am allowed to take has kept the horrid headaches at bay. I still slept a lot today. I also began knitting a hat. Still trying to work through my stash.

    Back to the drawing, into interesting because a lot of elements always seem to appear and I usually see some type of character or spirit manifest. Will probably do more of this tonight when I’m not knitting.

  • Attention is magic: the leaf portal

    I’m sharing my writing in a new space on ig, attentionismagic. But I’ll also be sharing here and on substack.
    New stickers for the mail club just dropped. They’ll also be available to purchase separately. Check it out here

  • From one of the small collage diaries

  • Collage-a-palooza

    I made a little journal that included vellum pages and have been able to create some really fun collages. It’s been so fun I filled the journal in two days! I’ll be uploading all of these designs to Redbubble.

  • The tarot diaries: ace of pentacles

    My collage for the ace of pentacles

    Read the essay here

    this week’s edition of The Tarot Diaries is now available. We’re talking about the ace of pentacles, how the hand is offering you the pentacle just as Morpheus offered Neo the red pill out of the matrix, about analog practice, about cooking and the moments that make sobriety and presence worth it.

  • an in progress slow stitching project

    This is the look of joy.