Emotional stress and Rosa damascena

Out of the blue, I began to cry. Who cries when they’re doing the dishes? I do. I was missing my mother… badly. She seemed to always be in the kitchen when I was little. I would come home from school and hear the sink water running as she finished cleaning the lunch plates. It … Continue reading Emotional stress and Rosa damascena

Grief and the Artist Archetype

He died too young -- my friend Hutch was only 57. Cancer overcame his body and love took his spirit. I grieve with his family. Hutch was an artist and photographer. He could capture a moment in time and take the viewer to a different world, a world far beyond the five senses.  Each time … Continue reading Grief and the Artist Archetype