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"Whatever you think you can do, or believe you can do, begin it, because action has magic, grace, and power in it." Goethe


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Chimayo

My friend Care and I made a pilgrimage of sorts to the el Sanctuario de Chimayo on our way to Taos. 

I wanted to collect “holy dirt” and expected to see one chapel there. Turns out there were several chapels, an artisan area, many spaces for meditation and reflection.

I found myself trying to memorize the surroundings because pictures were not allowed inside.

As I stood before an altar, suddenly Care started singing. Hail Mary… it was one of those moments you know you will always remember.

Beautiful sacred moments on a little out of the way place in NM. 

Peace.


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Santa Fe meanderings

Today’s impressions…

freedom

gratefulness

awe

joy

wonder

beauty

kindnesses

good vibes

I stood in an area of Canton Road and touched a $27,000 statue of Ghandi. I received a text from my son where are you now and that was so cool because I had just thought of him that same second. I need to send him a pic of this. And there he was, virtually with me. 

Coincidences. Connections. Whatever you label it, it was cool. 


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Busy Bees

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The bees were abundant on Mother’s Day 2017 in Albuquerque, NM. 

Beautiful sunny day. 

Decided it’s time to write even on my travel days. I struggle with this. I’ll pack journals with the best of intentions and then bring them home empty or with only a few notes scribbled. Ephemera tucked in pages as a reminder. 

So, this blog is my accountability page. 

I’m hoping to capture at least a couple of moments from these days of NM travel and art experiences. Come join me…


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Friday’s Five

A morning rainy-day walk with two grandbabies—
Watching them notice the rain on their faces, their hands—
Noticing it myself…ripples of light—
Picking berries near the pond where I’ve never seen them grow before—

Seeing puddles and how boots become “boops” in little girl talk. For now.


Find the beauty in the day…


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Sestina for Easter Season

I wrote this sestina during Holy Week, about the same time I assigned this form of poetry writing to a class of Comp 2 students.  

Their results and responses inspired me, and their struggles did as well. Someone would come to class and say, This is hard or I really had to think on this. One student told another: Man, don’t wait til the last minute. This thing takes some time.

So, I decided to experience again what I often ask my students to do. The attention to the form was a discipline. The words came though. And, as often happens in life and writing and art, a simple action spurs us on to a new creation. 

Easter Sestina: