And she knew it. And she kept on smiling that big fake smile, even though she also knew she might be dying. Today I happened upon a post written by an old friend who had just gone through a near-fatal … Continue reading
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I’m so tired. I work at night, because cool nights are better than 107-degree days. And there is less psychic interruption. But what is really important? But having a backwards sleep cycle wears you out, and I’m worn to the … Continue reading
Don’t you wish sometimes that your hands could transmit light, healing, and well-being to anything you pointed to or touched? I would see people who are suffering, and I would lay my hands gently on their shoulders as I stand … Continue reading
I love springtime! Everything is so fresh, so green, so full of blooming life. And the mosquitos and other annoying bugs aren’t out yet, so I can sit on my doorstep and enjoy the blossoms and scents without getting eaten … Continue reading
I wasn’t planning anything of any great importance when I set out to draw this one. It took me by surprise! All I wanted to do was see if I could draw something using steps as a foundational theme. So … Continue reading
I had a dream this morning where all these funny looking folks were out playing in the trees. They were climbing and swinging and diving and flying and just being loud and laughy and silly, being naughty and having way … Continue reading
I did an experiment back in the mid-80s. I decided to go on walkabout – or, since I’d be living in my truck, I called it truckabout. Because for years, I had had this niggling feeling in the back of … Continue reading
I told you about the way the cattypillars are munching pretty little round holes in the sides of the Red Bud tree leaves, starting at the edges and moving in towards the center. I have been amazed that that hasn’t … Continue reading
This remains a mystery! You know how yesterday I said there are cattypillars chewing pretty little round holes in some of my Red Bud tree leaves? I noticed something intriguing about them this morning: they only eat around the edges … Continue reading
Arnica promotes healing; is antimicrobial and antiseptic. I’ve used Arnica for years – both in salve and homeopathic forms. It works great, especially for some forms of artritis (which I like to call arth-wrong-iss) and carpel tunnel. Except it doesn’t … Continue reading
I fully believe that no matter the intensity and depth of the swamp and the mire and the mud and the insanity that we are going through – and probably will go through a lot more of in the coming … Continue reading
What if you could top chewing on your pain? It’s tiring, boring, and it’s just spiraling you deep into exhaustion. Right now you’re probably stuck in a closed mental/emotional loop that goes nowhere, and makes you feel bad, badder, and … Continue reading
Over the past few weeks, I have found myself glued to my screen, watching tiktok and FB reels. I come into my studio with a long list of things to do – and every single one of those items promptly … Continue reading
I had a dream tonight that woke me up and made me come running here into my studio to sit down and write it out. In my dream, all of my light-filled friends and allies in the entire world got … Continue reading
I have been targeted lately by some chin*se assholes who keep asking me if I have registered some of my websites in ch*na, and that they want to do so, themselves. Even going as far as wanting to register angelatreatlyon.com. … Continue reading
People are reeling at the chaos created by recent events! We have to manage our minds better! Being with people recently, whether live or on social media, feels like being in an emotional washing machine, tossed around like a piece … Continue reading
Listening to Shanna spout crap like that made my belly churn. What the heck was she thinking??? But suddenly, she went into this kind of glassy-eyed trance . . . Shanna came back over today to tell me she was … Continue reading
My neighbor Shanna came over, crying, utterly bereft about the election. I told her to put her big-girl panties back on and quit indulging in weeping and wailing and moaning and being angry and sad, moping around like a victim, … Continue reading
If only I had the means to comfort everyone! Wouldn’t it be nice if you had someone whose arms you could just fall into, snuggle up against them and revel in the comfort of their Being? No need for crying, … Continue reading
I’m used to being one of those annoying full-of-juice, c’mon-let’s-go people who get everyone else motivated and moving and having way too much fun as we make waves in the world with our artful creations. So now it surprises the … Continue reading
Back in the 90s, I lived in two of the bays of an old abandoned fire house, where the town fire trucks had been kept. There was a big parking lot out front. At the beginnings of our daily walks … Continue reading
There are some days when things in life seem so shitty that I can’t get my mind bent around a single thing – except drawing. Drawing is my life-saver. Today was one of those days. I’ve been completely occupied with … Continue reading
My ma had the most awesome organic garden. She had every veggie known to man and some we had no clue what they were. Despite it being the source of so much deliciousness, we kids hated that garden, because we … Continue reading
The Park Fire here in northern California tried to snake its fiery fingers right into my world, coming within three miles of my house. It freaked the living daylights out of me, relentlessly debilitating me for a whole month. The … Continue reading
Here’s a little inspiration for you if you are worried, anxious, scared, or having a desperately hard time. Or maybe it’s for someone you know. I’ve heard you say, “I failed.” I’ve heard you say, “I’m so tired.” And “I’m … Continue reading
You have to know the value of what you create. To me, whether it’s my visual art or my writing, it is the Divine Voice speaking with my voice and hands. Its value is incalculable. Never let anyone dissuade you … Continue reading
My buddies love it when I read to them! We gather together and sit on my bed with piles of snacks, and they help me choose which books to read. We love the Mysterious Island, and all of Nathan Lowell’s … Continue reading
I used to love to fish. Down at the dock, I’d dangle my feet off the end, feeling the outright peace being saturated with sun and calm and things-are-just-right brings. Sometimes I’d row a skiff out, and float around in … Continue reading
In a dream, I’m the manager of a catering company. We get an order to cater The Cattleman’s Association Annual Stockman Gathering. 800 people. I’m thinking, wow, 800 people! That’s a lot of people — I didn’t even know there … Continue reading
A long, long time ago, I had a black cat named Oedipuss. . He used to strut into the room where we were sitting, come stand by our feet, look around, and then oh-so-casually reach up and swat the dangling … Continue reading