I’ve exhausted my significance and I've been robbed of my sense of belongingness.
There was a Thanksgiving tradition in the tribe I left behind were everyone at the table was asked what they were grateful for. This year I have so much to be grateful for.
The art of gratitude and being grateful is being able to give heartfelt thanks. Therefore gratitude requires an emotional state and an awareness.
I had a studio in the house for a few years when my kids were little. At the time I was the only bread winner and it just made things a easier having my workspace in my living space. My studio was accessible to the kids and we did several art projects together over [...]
Half-empty pants? I inherited my funny bone from my Grandma Fran. She saw humor in everything and laughed for well over a hundred years. I am told that it wasn't always the case with her and at some point she made the conscious decision to live a life of joy. I don't remember her [...]
"Here he is...The Painter of Vaginas"! Nothing quite silences a crowd like someone yelling VAGINAS at the top of their lungs. All heads turned in the room simultaneously to catch a glimpse of The Painter of Vaginas. It's kind of like someone yelling FIRE in a crowed room minus of course everyone running towards [...]