Days of my Life #17

Are you at a loss for what to do? I am. And this is odd, since I have always thought my creativity was endless, that it would never be a problem to imaginatively concoct/solve something/anything which would occupy my time, give me a feeling of satisfaction and cause further exploration. Am I complaining? Naw! What … Continue reading Days of my Life #17

Days of my Life #16

Breakfast was filling if nothing else; shredded wheat and oat milk with a touch of dark brown sugar and some “why bother” decaf. I have already begun my day by perusing the news and email. Yuck! Even the travel ads are having the “How can I get excited by armchair excursions?”challenge. Just the other day … Continue reading Days of my Life #16

Is there No Escape???

My dreams are having a hard time differentiating reality and fantasy. Yes, I know, having studied sleepy time dreams of ride the rainbow elephants across possible planes of existence, their meaning, REM sleep patterns, out of body experiences, etc., I am aware we often are using our dreams to work though the challenges of unreal … Continue reading Is there No Escape???

Talking (about) Trash – It’s in our hands, stupid.

Yeah, yeah, some of you may know about my work, transforming trash into art, http://www.janetbernson.com (plug) but perhaps you are unaware of the real reason I make my art? I’ll explain as best I can. I am a died in the organic, sustainably raised, sheared by hand, wool environmental activist nut-job, at least that’s what … Continue reading Talking (about) Trash – It’s in our hands, stupid.

Day 11- Reflections on travel, health, eventful days..

I woke this morning from another toss and turn night - like on a small boat in a big-swelled sea, feeling achy and a tad anxious, though anxiety-wise, not about today’s upcoming travels as is often the case. It is now apparent that my two days of Theraphi administered by the kind and able Marcio … Continue reading Day 11- Reflections on travel, health, eventful days..