Discoving Our First Labyrinths

Do you doodle? I do. I am not sure when it began for me. Maybe the first time I held a crayon, or when I was so bored in Mrs.Gardener’s class…. Or maybe it’s because I am a frustrated artist and doodling seemed like such an easy free-flowing form of...

Pilgrim’s Crossing

In 2007, I was so fortunate to go on my first ‘official’ pilgrimage to Iona, Scotland. I started that particular journey as a tourist I think, and returned home as a pilgrim. My time away on the tiny island of Iona began literally and symbolically with a ferry...

Coming Home

They say, “Oh Anne, you’re the artistic, intuitive type,” which is the polite way of saying ,”often  scattered and monkey-minded leaping from tree to tree!” This means if you were to sit on my shoulder and observe how I go about writing...

SURPRISE! (You’re An Artist.)

  “I’m not an artist….But I carve jewelry boxes.” “I’m not an artist…But I grow flowers and take pictures of them.” I can’t make anything….So I’m definitely not an artist.   How many times do we hear people say they’re NOT artists.  As if being an artist was...