Author Archives: Karen

Without wanting to sound like someone spouting overly simplistic, feel good statements, there is something to be said for letting your mind dwell on the good things in life. This was my experience on my walk this evening. I left … Continue reading →

I am so grateful for the expanse of the ocean and its crashing waves and salty air, for the never-ending calm it exudes. I especially love the ocean at night. It seems so majestic and still, both at the same … Continue reading →

This post is for my new nephew, Jacob. He is the first grandchild on my side of the family! What I love about him right off the bat is that he is adopted. I have always, always had a heart … Continue reading →

There are many ways to see in life. I guess these ways relate to the many dimensions through which we understand the world…the mind, the emotions, the physical body, the soul, etc. I’ve been thinking lately about the intellectual approach … Continue reading →

There is something that can be quite hard about receiving. This may sound surprising in some ways, because generally the idea of receiving is something everyone likes. Who doesn’t want to receive a gift, a paycheck, a compliment, a new … Continue reading →

Ah, the mystique of Whole Foods. It gives off that “I am green, I am healthy, I am doing something to save the planet and the world by shopping here” vibe. To top it off, the Venice, CA location has … Continue reading →

I’m always interested in hearing people’s thoughts on what they would change in their lives if they could do them over again, or any significant regrets they have as they begin to reach their twilight years. I like to try … Continue reading →

If you stick with something long enough…eventually things start to happen. That’s how I feel this morning anyway. I managed to be at three different art events last night and had encounters with people I either recognized or have met … Continue reading →

Words can be so nourishing. I had a recent conversation with a friend, a friend who regularly speaks into my life in such a manner. Her words so often feel like literal deposits of life to me. I feel a … Continue reading →

Someone’s romanticized comment the other day about life as an artist made me realize that there are a lot of misconceptions out there about what it means to actually be a working artist. It made me think, huh. If people … Continue reading →