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Thursday, March 25, 2004

My most recent work, and some of the products that have come of it.
Available as a Print

and from it, I have derived an Isis image for some neat merchandise.

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Both of which, along with other is available in my little shoppe. HERE

Donations, purchases and contributions gratefully accepted.

Saturday, March 20, 2004

Spring arrives at 1:49 AM Saturday, March 20, 2004

A new journey? Maybe. I am skittish and cautious, after what happened with Stephinie. Spirit really threw me for a loop with that, and I still do not quite know the lesson.. if any that all meant. More like it seems the dragonfly medicine I carry was something that she needed to find, rather than what she seemed to promise was meant for me. Yet, again I am being offered a place, though this time in New Mexico. Strange though, I have seen that in my past dreams, when I was very much younger. Is it meant for me to return to the lands of my Grandmother's people? Is the connection to Crow Canyon and the Anazasi more than an illusion in my own mind? I don't know. The damage has been extensive and the financial losses great. Maybe there is nothing here for me any more, maybe it is that I must make this journey no matter the cost. I just do not know at this point. It is a very scary thing for me. I can only hope it is the right thing.

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

time is elusive, you have to grab it and ride it and wring every drop out of it. Skydancer 2004

Saturday, March 06, 2004


Friday, March 05, 2004

The journey is never clear, perhaps part of the journey is coming to know the ancients acceptance of the spirit of the journey. Forever masked from us by the next turn of the path, the walls of dark forest, the walls of the mountains before us as we pick our way up the trail amongst the rock and tumbling streams. But always, the journey lies before us, for the only pause, is death. And then, only for a moment, as the journey continues beyond that momentary transformation.

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