Marley

The thing I will remember most about Marley is the way he would stare into your eyes. He did it often and deeply. His purr was heavenly and it came with a cuddle. Marley was love and he loved to be loved. Sitting was Marley's invitation to make you feel special by him crawling into your lap.  Tonight my lap is empty but my heart is full of precious memories. I loved Marley and he loved me. 

Artist Journal • Breakfast

I start the day before sunrise. First thing, I meditate. Second, I make breakfast. I love breakfast. The recipe, like a painting, is ever evolving. Organic ingredients are selected purposefully for color, texture, taste, wellness, and beauty. Creating breakfast is part of my morning meditation and is essential to my awakeness. It makes me smile. When I smile into the universe, the universe finds a way to return the smile.