April 6, 2016 GingerGoose Boutique

So here it is…art journal 2. I’m finding myself embracing words in my art journal…sketching out what I’m thinking in letter form (does that even make sense?), trying out my artsy lettering skills (which I’m working on growing in that field!). I have to share two things – 1. I went to a close friend’s baby shower the other weekend and saw another close friend that I haven’t seen in awhile. She shared with me that my initial Art Journal post had inspired her to start her own art journal, it made my heart sing, that’s why I blog, with…

April 2, 2016 GingerGoose Boutique

          About 5pm my Friday night plans changed…my plans were to curl up with my son and watch a movie but then I get a text asking if he can go to a friend’s house for the night…those teenage years are coming…guess that’s the road I’m going to have to cross whether I’m ready or not, the time in a boy’s life when hanging out with mom just isn’t as cool…so I grabbed that not-so-healthy fast food salad and fries and headed home to feed the animals, put on my sweats and have been spending the night coloring. It’s funny…

June 14, 2015 GingerGoose Boutique

Grey swirls interrupted by shrouds of deep orange filled the sky. She watched in awe, mesmerized by the passion it exuded. A lonely arrow shot into the sky slashed through the sun. The sky grew dark. She dove, her fins pushing her deeper and deeper into the ocean’s captivity. A lonely glow shone down to her. She followed the warm trail back to the surface. Thrusting herself up from the water, she found a solo lantern sitting on the stone ledge. A sharp ache spread throughout her as the second arrow pierced her chest. She fell back into the sea….

June 2, 2015 GingerGoose Boutique

“I am sitting in an open field, with legs crossed under me in meditation pose. A storm is on the horizon, thunder rolling behind me. The sky is filled with bold shades of red among the gray clouds. I imagine myself in a glass box. The storm moves in above me, the rain pitter- patters on the north side of the box. I am protected though, I feel safe. I watch the storm pass through, taking in its strength. The rain stops, but the thunder continues to call. The front of the glass box opens and  I climb out. I…

August 17, 2014 GingerGoose Boutique 2Comment

This past week has had many ups and downs… My Grandmother passed away this past Wednesday and it has been very hard on my family. This evening I must break the news to my son when he returns from being at his Dad’s house…this I am not looking forward to at all. My Grandmother was, and will always remain in our hearts, an extraordinary woman. This coming Wednesday we will celebrate her life and the many ways she had touched our lives. I will read a poem I had written about her at the service that captures her in so…