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Thoughts on being an artist and privacy. As an artist who expresses herself through the medium of digital construction, I’d like to introduce Mommess as a full —…
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Thoughts on being an artist and privacy. As an artist who expresses herself through the medium of digital construction, I’d like to introduce Mommess as a full —…

If you know me at all, you know I try to let my work speak for itself, and I don’t like to reveal myself clearly online. It’s scary…
I asked my 11 year old son on our walk this morning, after a long ramble through the woods where we talked about the philosophy of cross country…

Ever wake up with a song in your mind for no apparent reason? Today was one of those, and here it is by ABBA. The song couldn’t be…

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In my professional life, I’ve been one heck of a website ho. Stewarding website after website, using my pro tools and licenses and caring for dozens of websites…

I have 10 minutes to write this post. My goal is to only share truth, and that which helps set people free. This morning I discovered a bevy…
Words explain my world to me, and I’m guessing I’m not alone. What I mean is that every definition is steeped in memory of when I first learned…

I’m treating myself to some new questions in my self-styled spa day today, because my old questions haven’t been serving up much joy or love. I have a…

My woods walk today taught me about portals. They appeared like little natural occurrences that reminded me of the way we try to see things about times and…

Ooops. I did it again. Spoke with the “royal we” from the stance of collective truth teller, and my husband called me out on it over pour over…

philosophical practices in nature -|- the art of trusting your senses The idea to put together this series came this morning in the woods. Most days, I walk…