Charleston, 1990 My youngest daughter was diagnosed with type one diabetes when she was a very little girl. Type one is not what one is accustomed to when hearing about diabetes. The body has no capability of producing insulin, which is necessary
BYRON Cambridge, Massachusetts—1971 I was living in Lexington, teaching gifted children and integrating into the real world after spending a year in the hospital recovering from injuries, when a young man from my past found me. Byron was my brother’s best friend
After a long day, and feeling uncharacteristically totally exhausted…climbing into bed at 9:00..and I decided to turn on the news for a moment…and FIRES in Georgia lit up my screen. We humans all experience different types of trauma throughout our lives, and
I took a walk on the beach on this misty overcast morning, and the beach was still…no bird life, no sea life, no wind life, no life life except for these figures. I stood and watch this elderly golden, breathing him in
Snake Medicine The extremity of human reaction to the first snake bite can nearly kill one…and the reaction to the next is less…and the next is less, because of antibodies creating immune defense. According to Native American medicine, the spiritual journey mirrors
Sunday Morning The news this morning….tornadoes sweeping across the midwest with images that vibrate my bones. In 1989 when Hurricane Hugo hit Charleston, Sullivans Island was a direct hit, and this is where my two daughters, two golden retrievers and one rabbit
Channeled Chimes was born from a glow that ripples, tickles and soars through my being, at the majesty of simply inhabiting the earth in this body at this time with all of its creatures and creations and you. Thank you for joining me! Shall we dance?
I am a writer, including screenplays, a poet, a tapestry artist , a teller of stories, a singer of songs, who lives in a cottage by the sea. I have been a teacher,
an actress, a children’s theater director, a counselor for women with breast cancer, a grief counselor, a massage therapist, a filmmaker and a rollerblade champion.
I grew up in South India and Sri Lanka, and have lived in such colorful places as New Orleans, Charleston, Boulder, Manhattan’s Upper West Side, Minneapolis, New England and Malibu.
I have two grown daughters that I raised alone, I have four grandchildren, at different times I have had three golden retrievers and I look forward to having another!
In the birthday greeting words of an old friend:
“You are a wonder, you are light, you are a free spirit, a meditative soul, and a magical mamgee. When I think of you, I see you flying high, the whole world far below.
You skate with abandon, you have the heart of a child, and you see the world through the eyes of a poet. You are a craftsman of words, a teller of tales, and a dreamer of dreams. This Earth is a far richer and more joyful place because of your birth!”
I am herewith acknowledging Norman, my former husband and forever soulmate and heart’s friend for creating this website.
We are all blessed!
Thanks for the photos to Pexels.com and all of the creative artists
