Persephone


This week, my piano moved out, out of my living room, out of my apartment, and out of my life. For the last 25 years, this beautiful, shiny black, grand piano has been a friend and a symbol for me
The Idea of Death; a spray of feathers leading to creative manifestation. On the grassy path in the wetlands where I often take my dogs for a morning walk, there, just off the water’s edge I could see them glimmering
That is a question in a must-read- book Like a Tree by Jean Shinoda Bolen. I started to read Like a Tree during the weekend and cannot put it down. If you are a tree person, I guarantee you that
