My beloved daughter turns 40 today....I should have done this years ago but I gave it my best shot to share some gentle reminders...Pearls of Wisdom for Meagan!

When I think about 2016,  I see myself rolling uncontrollably down a hill  picking up stones and landing in a pile of leaves where everything subsequently sticks to me and I am bruised and battered beyond recognition.  It has been a very long and extremely tough year for me.

Very unexpectedly this summer, I lost two wonderful, kind, loving men whom I shared a good portion of my life with. And in December, over a period of 24 hours, I lost my favorite Aunt, a childhood fri...

I’ve never explicitly written about my experience in love, but so much has transpired over the last year and as many times as I’ve felt inadequate, more often than not, I’ve felt that I was “too much.”

Like many women, I’ve been in relationships where I politely sat and nodded and let the man be the man. But as I’ve grown, and as I’ve witnessed and experienced my share of heartache, my perception of what it means to be a man, and a woman, has changed significantly. I have always f...

I think several years ago, I posted a version of this. But I've eliminated some if it and added some new thoughts,  so I am asking for your patience.

A very wise woman told me recently when we were discussing the process of aging that there were two roads we humans can choose to take when it comes to aging. One road is paved with fear, anger, obsession, and a lack of gratitude. The other road is paved in acceptance, sharing, grace, and growth!  I choose to age in acceptance, sharin...

Without you sisters, the tapestry of my life would be so tattered.

Thank you for all of the times that we have laughed until we peed in our pants and cried until we laughed. Either way, we always allowed tears to flow freely, without judgement, into the welcoming pools of compassion and love.

Thank you for the wine that comes before, during and after.  And for knowing when the wine really needs to be the hard stuff...whiskey! Bourbon, please.....

Thank you for the unbridled momen...

I spent the day wondering about my sense of authenticity. My collective vulnerability, my polished identity. And it made me feel like a total fraud. When it comes right down to it, I am not any of the things that other people think they see on the other side of the computer screen.

I like angry storms.

I spend an absurd amount of time worrying about what other people think of me.

My biggest challenge in life is letting go of people, even if they hurt me.

I feel like I have failed as...

"Sisterhood represents the ability of women to share their experiences, acquired wisdom and most sensitive Powers. Sisterhood means that we are able to show our raw parts, our dark sides and to learn to grow, to overcome and communicate in the purest form of Womanhood."  -Tara Isis Gerris

So in the spirit of "Sisterhood" lets:

Be Present. Make love. Make tea. Avoid small talk. Embrace conversation. Buy a plant. Water it. Make your bed. Make someone else's bed. Have a smart mo...

Feeling a bit contemplative today. Trying hard to finish commissioned work and tie up all the loose ends  in Fredericksburg before we head to the mountains of Western North Carolina for some cool mountain air and  much needed respite! Can't wait to see my Fiber Diva's in Asheville and find out what they are creating!

James Kavanagh is one of my favorite poets and for some reason this one kept popping in my head today so I thought I'd share. Perhaps I am thinking of my fe...

We are the Twisted TuTu Sisterhood....

We were born in the early 50’s and grew up in a small Central Florida town that was famous for its Watermelon Festival, Poinsettia Ball, ferneries, citrus  groves, packing houses, and clean, fresh water lakes.  Our mothers did morning coffee with one another, traveled together, and celebrated birthdays together. Over the years, this tribe of women supported each other through great joys, sickness, betrayal, and the devastating loss of children...