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Born with the soul of an artist and nurtured by my drive to explore the world and the human spirit . As a young adult I turned my attentions towards the culinary arts. It provided an outlet for creativity while providing for my material needs.As the years went by I came to realize that I was, in part ,denying the artist within due to fear and not wanting to be my mother's competitor.After escorting my mother through her end of life journey as her primary caregiver I came to realize that life is short and precious and I could no longer deny what and who I am. I am an Artist. An explorer . A lover of life .

Red Robin on the Path

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As she walked  , meandering a bit  at first , then remembering a dream from the night before

she quickened her pace .  The feeling of it remained  like a layer of fog and complemented by a

vague sense of worry.

Usually she took pleasure in remembering  her dreams .  It was fun to

assign meaning to characters  in this other world .  And often they for inspiration for a laugh or

two.  But this one …well , this  one was poking her the way her younger cousin used to do .  It

was irksome  and sporadic .  Then there was a sudden rustling .  Startling her so that she

gasped for a breath .  She shook her head .  Nothing to be concerned about  . Still she looked

carefully about before continuing onward .

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Red Robin on the Path

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As she walked  , meandering a bit  at first , then remembering a dream from the night before

she quickened her pace .  The feeling of it remained  like a layer of fog and complemented by a

vague sense of worry.

Usually she took pleasure in remembering  her dreams .  It was fun to

assign meaning to characters  in this other world .  And often they for inspiration for a laugh or

two.  But this one …well , this  one was poking her the way her younger cousin used to do .  It

was irksome  and sporadic .  Then there was a sudden rustling .  Startling her so that she

gasped for a breath .  She shook her head .  Nothing to be concerned about  . Still she looked

carefully about before continuing onward .

The Red Robin on the Path

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The air , while cold, was nearly comforting in how refreshing it felt .  She felt a smile easing into

postion .  “hmmmm. this will be a good day ” she thought .  Stepping out and looking about .

She knew that she should hurry but somehow felt a sense of leisure in her heart .

The trees being so majestic and the scattered blooms of wild flowers looking sweet and

rebellious  all at once gave her comfort .

Sometimes the scents of nature filling the air gave her cause to giggle  gently with

childlike delight .

When I See You as More

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If we all were  to carry around  one word on placard , large and  visually  imposing ,

stating who we are . One word mind you ,  what would yours be ?

It would be everyone’s first impression of you and linger and linger ….

and attaching itself  to the forces that guide your life .

When I see you as more then it makes it possible for us to become  our dreams .

When the Spirit is Free

 

The Red Robin on the Path ….

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Nicely bundled for venturing out she paused at the  door .  It was a handsome door made of

Cypress  with  subtle carvings resembling leaves all around the inside frame . A scent of the

earth and of the days past seemed to emanate from it .  Mostly it was a comforting scent

but there were those days when she found it irksome .   Some days she would rather enjoy the

fragrance of the Ocean , imaging the feel of the salt in the air and the slight stickiness of it on

her skin .  She loves to imagine .

She had heard , once , that there are some folks that think that time

using one’s imagination is a silly and pointless thing to do .  ‘ I am so glad not to have met any

of those folks ” she thought , ” after all  is it my joy .”

She placed her hand onto the door knob and took a deep breath bracing

herself the cold air on the other side of the door .

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Startled and also anticipating  a  walk  with  some adventure in it ,  her thoughts turned to  the

stone that had hit the window .  It had reminded her that the stillness inside was a temporary

state and that the wildness of nature has much say on any given day .

She liked feeling close to the trees and to the sky .  And to the elements  has they came …

and then went .   She  once mentioned this to a stranger some years ago and  he merely  looked

at her with nothing much to say .  A pity she thought since it could have been a delightful

conversation .

“oops” there I go again she thought ,  wandering in my thoughts .   This day won’t last forever  …

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Each step down the hall was light so that the cold floor just barely teased her bare feet .

Warm cup of tea in hand she headed towards a sweater .  The raucous sounds of the winds

had quieted a bit now and the tension in the air had dissipated .

She began humming nothing in particular and it was , after all , absentminded .

The preparations for an outing continued .  The anticipation for having an adventure  was

revealing itself in the beats of her heart .  The well worn softness of her favorite sweater being

pulled down over her head was comforting and brought a smile to her face . “Mmmmm….” as

she stretched .  A light heartedness came over her and her thoughts became  most optimistic .

Pausing at the window nearest  to her bed …” how are the birds doing in all of this wind…

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