Today is April 30 and the last day of National Poetry Month. I’ve been excited to celebrate this monthlong event for many reasons: First, I love poetry! In all its manifestations. Second, it healed me. Third, I met my personal goal to self-publish two illustrated poetry books. And for so many other reasons—especially that poetry… Read More
This has been one busy month with SO MUCH happening behind-the-scenes. Preparing the final touches on my new poetry book Sage Spirit, the book signing, the launch party, the Creative Spotlight, the upcoming Mark My Words Exhibition for Sage Words and now DENT. Hard work and a lot of travel, but all wonderful progress! Back… Read More
Sometimes the tiniest of wonders make our days beautiful. A sunset walk. Bluetooth stereo in the truck. Puppy kisses. Cardinals. A rose from a neighbor they picked fresh from their garden. When the Collins Foundation comes to town with their vintage aircraft, and I can hear them rumble overhead. Or I reach down to tie… Read More
Have you ever heard the story of The Three Bricklayers? I hadn’t—until recently: A man came upon a construction site where three people were working. He asked the first, “What are you doing?” and the man replied: “I am laying bricks.” He asked the second, “What are you doing?” and the man replied: “I am… Read More
To celebrate the holidays, Gluten Free Sage is gifting a copy of my poetry book Sage Words! Spread the word about my Poetry in Motion series on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram to be entered to win. You can share the love on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram up to three times per day, and use any… Read More
Writing my poem Your Home was probably one of the most profound, yet most delightful things I could possibly write about. An exception would be when I write about the beautiful people in my life, but then again, it’s the people that make a home and the peacefulness it brings you. Your home is a… Read More
I grew up in an Italian family where children’s faces in their mother’s palms and big hugs with huge pats on the back were an everyday thing. Talking with your hands, biceps squeezes or forearm taps were appropriate and normal. No one was afraid. It was a display of warmth, and no one thought about… Read More