Being grateful…

It has been a whirl wind of creating and juggling life, including the start of the holiday season and the start to the barrage of birthday celebrations in my family that is also a part of this time of year. Honestly, …

It’s crunch time! The process…

It’s crunch time! It’s part of my process; this process of making. I get a little frenzied, talk at little faster and become little more animated than usual.  (I know, some of you who know me might be baffled as to …

And she gave me a gift of broken bones

This past week my daughter broke her arm. We all handled it like troopers. My husband was away on a business trip – isn’t that how it always is? – so I had to handle the situation on my own. There …

Heart stories . . .

My heart is telling me stories today. I am listening closely. I sit in a nice patch of sun on my porch wrapped in a woolly blanket as I write this. I have a warm cup of tea beside me …

What’s a girl to do after a great launch?

“The life of man is a self-evolving circle, which, from a ring imperceptibly small, rushes on all sides outwards to new and larger circles, and that without end. The extent to which this generation of circles, wheel without wheel, will …

Opening Day!

It’s Opening Day!! We have landed!! We are finally here and we’ve made it!! The Songbird Studio online shop is now live! I am so thrilled to be able to share with you a little love through my many creations. …

It’s about to get REAL!

It’s about to get REAL!! Blast off is in just a few days now! I am officially setting the date – Tuesday August 5th!!! Do you want to know what all the fuss is about!!?? Well let me tell you!!! …

Here and now. . .

There have been a lot of Here and Now moments, snap shots and snippets and much less words.  There has been a lot of being, being present and seeing. There has been porch sitting, a cat at my feet and …

Monkey Mind

  My monkey mind is trying to get the best of me. I feel time’s strong hold on me. Time feels more precious every day. Every second wasted is a second lost not to be gotten back. How do I …

I suppose. . .

I feel like I am bumping along a rocky road Inspiration coming slow In dribs and drabs In tiny burstsI In seconds lost But not besmirched   I’m rolling in the in between, The uncomfortable but not unseen I’m here! I’m …