Questions and A New Beginning
Somehow I lost the drive to read art. I mean to read my art. I still read others’. I feel resistance to reading mine. Maybe the reason is that I think: Well, what is the point? It does not mean much, since I am not attached to it. There is no reason why I’ll let…
Namaste – The Spirit in Me Honours the Spirit in You
I believe I have now just about mastered how to say ‘Thank you’ in Turkish, but it doesn’t really seem to matter anymore… We now have made new friends who know what I am trying to say and immediately say the Turkish equivalent of the ‘de nada’; ‘you’re welcome’ return without trying to correct me…
The Psychology of The Horse – Part 4 of 5
Many of the situations in which we keep horses mean that it’s not possible for them to be turned out all the time. We therefore need to think of ways of making their time in the stable more ‘natural’. For example, think of how the horse interacts with his surroundings when within a herd. He…
Honoring Body, Earth and Air
“I lay out big like New Mexico tonight, the stars speckling the skies in every direction,” I wrote after relaxing outside my parents’ home under New Jersey skies. “It makes me aware of how amazing it is to be walking on this earth. What a gift it is to be inside this wonder—to know that every day…
The Man is a Chair
The man is a chair He is bent as if he is sitting And as if he is playing the mandolin Or is he a sound? The fire starts cold And then Maybe he is dancing His head is only lightly attached And without his head He is turning into light Who is this man?…
Adapt or Give Up, Which Do You Choose?
I came across this tree today. At some point in time it would have been upright and growing in a “normal” fashion. It’s roots however were based in a crumbling bank and perhaps were not as strong or deep as they could be. It looks as though the tree fell over, quite a few years…
Turn Up at the Blank Page…
I am loving writing my Soles Journey every day; I am loving the creative process… I have no idea what I am going to say until I turn up and find out… I learnt at the very beginning of my life that creativity in any form is about turning up at the blank page, whether…
The Psychology of The Horse – Part 3 of 5
Last week I mentioned that stabling can be stressful for horses, so what can we do to provide them with a more appropriate environment? Where at all possible it is best to try to create natural conditions as far as possible. Ideally this would be for the horse to be turned out, day and night,…
I Want to Challenge You
I want to challenge you—yes, you, reader of this blog—to ask yourself: “What is my hunger?” Last week, I wrote about hunger, about my hunger of almost 20 years ago, and my current hunger. As I perused my journal last week, as I do every time I write this, I came across a piece of…
A Cloud of Resistance
I feel as if there is a cloud in my head. I don’t feel like doing anything. I am not pulled by anything. I feel tired. My eyes almost close. What to do? I can sleep. But I choose to make a drawing. There are five systems in the drawing: the brown, the ochre, the…
Why I Love Winter
It is cold, windy, damp, freezing, snowy, muddy, humid, uncomfortable, challenging, solitary, disheartening, raw, harsh, tough, misty and … The list can go on and on … This is what I feel in winter and I wish I were an animal and could hibernate till spring, but I am a woman and can’t hibernate, strictly…
Changing of the Guard
I can’t believe I’ve never seen this before! Almost 53 years old and I noticed something that has probably happened in front of me a hundred times…but I never took notice. A “V” of Canada Geese flew overhead. The lead goose made a funny “squawk, squawk” sound that caused me to look up. At that…