Not so much, these days. I still have deep memories, though, of one special day on the floor, in a bookstore! A used bookstore. And a seemingly mis-shelved book.
It was about 20 years ago. I was on my way to my office and stopped in to see if they had anything new by Anne Lamott or Sue Monk Kidd. What I discovered was Gwen Marston’s Liberated Quiltmaking. You may have heard this story before. And yes, the part about literally sitting on floor with tears rolling down my cheeks, claiming the radical notion that it was possible to make quilts that wouldn’t make me feel crazy, angry, or inadequate, was totally true!
My head feels like that, again, in this moment. You see, there are lots of new thoughts being born. Or claimed. Or both. And some of them don’t seem to – well – match!
There’s the #Muse painting. And the #Filters journey. And the Wisdom Cards which are sneaking up on actual production. They’re getting really good responses and I, at least, am claiming lots of new possibilities, which is actually the point of making and sharing them.
There are still scattered color saturation challenges involved, and some shifting category names and some long-distance processing negotiation, which can feel a tiny bit frustrating at times. Then there are the major ah-hah’s growing out of the journey. Ah-hah’s that feel really needed in this world.
For this moment, though, the #Muse, or Destiny Joan, as she prefers to be called, wishes to be heard! And she’s totally NOT into straight lines and matchy-matchy! And yes, she greeted you as we began.
First, she gets all the credit for deciding the goose should, indeed, be included and turn blue! The goose who, in certain lands, has long been a symbol for community, partnership, and spiritual awakening. They’re also believed to represent the Holy Spirit and/or the Divine Feminine, especially in Celtic traditions. Geese also embody themes of wisdom, and the ability to discern truth. Works for me! And, for a first goose, she’s not bad!
The rocks rising out of the sea were Destiny Joan’s idea, too. Scrappy, fingerprint-moss covered sanctuaries. Each dot a prayer for listening deep! (And, probably, places for geese to nest.)
Then, the really, really big command which appeared in my dreams! She wanted her whole body glazed in the paint formerly known as Golden’s Quinacradone Nickle Azo Gold! It’s no longer available and those of us who have stashes are hoarding it like – well – gold!
Here’s the big thing, though. For the first time on my journey as an artist – perhaps for the first time, ever, I am at peace with manifesting what arises within me. Blue geese. #Filter-y Wisdom Cards. Enjoying – not hoarding – treasures! Titles for books-in-progress that open doors to my soul, rather than simply making the search engine elves proud.
I am 67 years old. I’d really rather not sit on the floor… and I have found me, with some help from the #Muse!
ps… here’s another peek at the wisdom cards. A whole new category called Meta-what??? They have a lot to do with choices, and look like this:

pps…What door is ready to be opened in your world? I have space for 2 new clients, ready to set out on the road to the place where they feel called. Curious? Let’s talk! 45 min. My gift. You bring a cuppa, your dream, and something to write on & with. I’ll bring red thread and big questions! Just click here and the calendar elves will hook you up. Hurry, though. The calendar runneth over!
ppps… new around here? Go back to the beginning and click on some of those lighter grey type bits, just above the goose’s head. There’s get-acquainted type info and even a link to my shop!