I {‘Art} Shoes

I am not a shoe person. Maybe it’s because I have such large feet.  I don’t know.  I think shoes are cute and all, but I find that I manage just fine to frequently get through a whole week using only one or two pair.  Last time I bought flip flops was seven years ago.  Either… Continue reading I {‘Art} Shoes

Rest: Making Space for the Sounds that Matter

A theme is emerging and weaving throughout both my professional and personal endeavors lately.  It has something to do with savoring silence and practicing saying no. I keep getting this image of an arm pushing away piles of matter.  It is not necessarily junk or dirt or garbage or anything bad.  Honestly, though, I wouldn’t know… Continue reading Rest: Making Space for the Sounds that Matter

I don’t like the sound of my hands.

It’s common knowledge that our voices sound different to others than they do to us. Have you ever recorded yourself, then listened and though, “No way! That’s me? Yuck.” Or perhaps you liked your voice.  Either way, surely you noticed that it was different than the sounds bouncing around inside your own head for you… Continue reading I don’t like the sound of my hands.