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Mixed Media Artist, Contemplative Musician, Writer
I wouldn't call myself a quilter. In fact the idea of buying gorgeous fabric just to cut up into little pieces to meticulously stitch back together again is a bit of a paradox to me. I love to reuse fabric or create from someone else's scraps though. Way back in university days I needed something... Continue Reading →
(And I don't mean needing an appointment at my salon. )One of my favourite places is a little bay on the mighty Lake Superior, Canada. It's called Katherine Cove. I've yet to learn why this special spot is named such, though there must be a certain memorable Katherine whom it memorializes.It is located in Lake... Continue Reading →
I spent the weekend with these harmonious souls walking a wee part of the Bruce Trailย on an Autumn Retreat with the theme, Letting Go. The trail was quite difficult in parts and because of the drizzle, it was also slippery. This meant that I needed to pay attention to where my feet landed. This part... Continue Reading →
A year ago I drew this labyrinth in the sand on my favourite beach. Draggingย my fingersย in the barely-warm April sand felt wonderful after having spent three days in a nursing home. My mother was struggling so overwhelmingly. The only thing I really knew how to do was play the piano for her and sing the... Continue Reading →
Being a mystic is one thing. But showing up for everyday life is another ball of wax. Angeles Arrien, Ph.D., an American cultural anthropologist (d. 2014) taughtย The Four-Fold Wayโขย ,ย emphasizing four major principles that integrate ancient cultural wisdoms into contemporary lifeย or as she interpreted it "walking the mystical path with practical feet": The Way of the... Continue Reading →
"Say 'goodbye' to Patriarchy," said my husband as he passed me the captain's chair. 1977, a very special wedding gift from my parents. A suitably expensive Roxton maple dining room set; 4 chairs and a table. We have gathered around that table for the last 39 years. ย We still love the table. ย Whoever designed the... Continue Reading →
โStand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls." Jeremiah 6:16
Discovering a new path is always exciting if not a little scary. I pulled into the parking lot at Lorne Henderson Conservation Area (#SCRCA) at the same time the park ranger was finishing her rounds. I started out on my normal walking route and then noticed fresh footsteps in the snow so I thought I'd... Continue Reading →
I needed a long walk this afternoon. My feetย took me to a large treed park. It happens to be a cemetery. The grounds are sprinkled with a few stone buildings, most about one hundred years old. One of these larger mausoleums is ornamented with a wee stained glass window.ย You can't see the coloured glass from... Continue Reading →
snow squeaks under my feet earth converses as I walk bearing witness to my life
Hanging together In desolation and hardship Juice becomes sweeter
sun breaks through clouds parted with hope connect to the Light
THE BASKET- Sheri King Ward, 2014 ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ฎ๐ง๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ซ. ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ญ๐จ... Continue Reading →
I heard a wonderful documentary on CBC radio today about teaching students to self regulate or quiet the self. I ruminated on it while I was sitting in church. One very positive thing about participating in organized religion as a child was that even though I was required to sit quietly in church it actually... Continue Reading →
The gate image has served as a symbol throughout history. In her book The Second Half of Life, by Angeles Arrien, she says: "Gates are often considered places of initiation or entryways into holy places, sacred grounds, or spiritually significant transitions. Deep archetypal feelings may surface when we are "at the gate". Instinctively we recognize that we... Continue Reading →
Once per summer I like to get myself to Hecla Island. At the very northern tip of the island is a cliff. It seems to be a power spot for me. A 5m cliff face exposes a portion of the Precambrian Shield which shows the 400 million-year sequence of events that formed this eastern edge of... Continue Reading →
Today was a good day to hang out a wash.ย The table cloths washed from use at a 4-day personal growth retreat on which I served as the cook. Living in that community is an 'inspiriting' experience. Being in community fills a hole, a hole that has allowed breath to leak out. Breath is Spirit. Breath... Continue Reading →
This is a Santa Rosa Labyrinth. ย It is a seven circuit modified Medieval labyrinth, modelled after the 12th Century one laid in the floor of Chartres Cathedral. This one was designed in 1997ย by Lea Goode-Harris. Labyrinths are used today as a meditational tool;ย walking to calm the spirit and seek guidance. "The heart-space on the fourth... Continue Reading →
Today is a good Friday. Today is Good Friday. I didn't wake up this morning knowing that I was going to deconstruct my little backyard labyrinth on this sunny day. It came about during a leisurely conversation with my husband after attending the morning Good Friday service at our church and eatingย lunch on our back... Continue Reading →
Wintertime has passed. Our roots have grown into the solid ground. Now is the time for the shoots to emerge. First one, then another. Then little buds are birthed. Slowly each one unfolds in its own season revealing its unique beauty spreading its own scent. Springtime has brought new life and expectation. Our stem has... Continue Reading →
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