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When we sold our house last spring, we moved 25 minutes down the river, across a bridge and into another state. Yet being in Lambertville, New Jersey has felt like a world away.

I cannot tell if it is the move itself or the act of change that has created such a shift in me.

We moved from the suburbs into a small city. Front porches matter here.

Most homes have a sign out front that... Read more →

Yesterday  I sat down on a snowy March day, to catch up here.  I started writing about the winter and how I chose this year to spend 25 days of it in warmth.  Right about that time the power went off and stayed off for 16 hours.  Sweet irony as winter wanted to be sure I felt it. It would not be ignored no matter how many beaches I walked on.

Basically, ... Read more →

One of my deep beliefs is that we have everything we need. It is inside us, around us, in our closets and in our hearts.

So this past year, lovely souls from across the country reached out to me to teach.  "Was I ever in their area?"   Not yet.  Not this year.  

After looking at beautiful places to teach in California last minute, I decided to open up my cottage studio for a long fall weekend in October.  I create in one of the most magical spaces around; in my little cottage studio in the middle of ... Read more →

It is Friday, which starts with me on my yoga mat at 7:30am. I am two cups of coffee in, Rufus Wainwright radio is playing softly in my home studio.  I am getting ready to send an email out about my holiday events this month which means updating my event page first.

I often feel like my business is this vintage red wagon filled with positivity and good energy and I am gently pulling it up a hil... Read more →

On Labor Day weekend, I returned home from a week away teaching at Squam Art Workshops "Into the Mystic", a retreat held at the soulful Sevenoaks Retreat Center in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia.

I am so full from all I received.  And that beautiful type of energy exchange also leaves me tired in the sweetest of ways.

I stayed in my nest of covers and soft sheets until 3:30p with not bit of guilt, kn... Read more →