June 22, 2025 by admin

Coffee, Books, and Confections Pouring over the Mystery of Connection….

Coffee is a gateway drug to pastries and confections of many varieties.

I have always had a sweet tooth.

And I’m still thinking about the cinnamon scone from Ru Julia yesterday. How not dry it was, how tasty.

It’s a sacred Sunday.

I had a very busy week so this weekend and especially the today of it, is purely for leisurely pursuits. Sigh.

I’m reading Bury our Bones in the Midnight Soil by VE Schwab. Finally getting with the times and getting around to a book when it actually comes out.

I began today with How We Live is How We Die by Pema Chodron. Lovely resonance there.

One of my oldest and dearest friends and I met up for dinner before attending Julie Montinieri’s summer solstice gathering sound bath etc. The whole thing was great!

Last week a concert with my beautiful girls !

And yesterday our lobster roll tradition and shops in Madison.

There are moments when I have pure art swirling through my mind, and those seem to be only when the space to write is not very accessible, for one reason or another.

It’s just beyond the five year mark of my dark night of the soul. When I became, again, so I utterly lost I barely recognized myself….

But then beautiful work emerged from it…

Which is the point.

I couldn’t see it then, only darkness.

Now little by little I am dedicated to become light. A light worker. My powers grow. Intuitions becoming honed. Doubts stripped down to their naked vulnerability, where there’s nothing left to hide.

I recall such a primal connection as that. I hold on tight to the truth of the existence of such things, even now amidst the more mundane, which too has its purpose.

The circle becoming full. My soul re-emerging whole.

I recently finished the ACOTAR series and found myself presently surprised at the enjoyment within, and actually deep wisdom about war and bonds, and human hearts.

A rekindled love for fantasy.

A piece of my forgotten self.

Yesterday when we arrived home in the driveway, twin B stayed in the car a bit longer because she liked the song on the radio. That’s my kind of girl. It gave me inspiration for a writing piece on ode to the girl who lingers in the car for a really good song.

I told her so… and that maybe I would write it.

Maybe I will ….

The tensions inside of me and those around me are so much more settled as of late. Enjoyment and development occurs at a more frequent rate.

I am surrendered to the full reality at any given moment. To the present as all we have.

Dare I say relaxing even.

I am more understanding to and of myself and others these days.

There’s more room for humanity in my process.

https://youtu.be/NneuKKwaM2s?si=OX95Dp0M8i9vbodU

This video was a morning listen. As well as Lisa Romano and still Dr. Ramani for company these days rather than a desperately driven seeking.

I don’t miss the desperation.

I crave only peace and a deep knowing that continuously blossoms deep inside my chest.

Back to my book for now …..

All my love,

Ps : I’ll be visiting Washington state soon! The Jenkins for the first time in 12 or so years at least and meeting my father’s sister for the first time. What an adventure that will be!

PPS twin B is supergirl for comicon and she couldn’t be any cuter !