Peace
I hope visiting this page will feel like a haven of tranquility. Here you will see artwork and stories that display a pursuit of peace. The buttons will link you to full stories.
Uluhe Beginnings
What do you do when your world comes crashing in around you? Devastating changes and losses cause a lot of emotions in us. We can become angry faster, cry easier and worry a lot.
I know, firsthand, about these types of emotions. I know about haunting fears that creep in and the reeling of saying goodbye. I know about living with uncertainty, health problems, and loneliness. Nature is what calms my heart, and that’s what this painting is all about.
Years ago, when I had become too ill to leave home very often, a friend offered to take me in a drive in her convertible car. We drove out...
Enchanted Garden
Do you ever wish you could walk through a door and leave this crazy life behind and melt into an enchanted garden? I sure do! In the late afternoon or early evening, I head out to my garden just to walk and enjoy. I must admit, I often end up working a bit too…pollinating lilikoi, or pulling a few weeds here and there. I just love being in my garden.
Indoors is safe and comfortable. It’s always the same, and the scary or uncomfortable elements are shut out. Snuggling in...
Northwest Enchantment
Yesterday, I woke up craving some peaceful time in nature to think and to refresh. My soul needed rest and peace. But I couldn’t find it.
A neighbor blasted their radio with bass pounding and commercials blaring from 5:50 AM - dark. Inflammation left my body fatigued, achy and my brain unable to think. Something I ate ended in an allergic reaction. My emotions flared, my head pounded and I found myself snapping at my husband all day long. I couldn’t wait to go to bed, sleep and start over.
Ever been there?
Lift Up Your Eyes
In any kind of hurt - loss, illness, depression, isolation… what do people tend to do? We look for a way out, or we search for ways to reduce the pain.
What is your main way of dealing? My natural first instinct is to find an escape route. In Elementary school, when a yelling, ruler-slapping substitute teacher made the toughest boy in the class cry, I ran away from school at lunch time and walked home.
And to this day… when things are hard and painful, my first thought is “How can I get out of this?”
