Unwritten

I am a woman of water

I am a woman of water

There have always been images of women in water. Cascading, soft, flowing, delicate...annoying! Why do they look oblivious to the real world? As I was waking up in my life, I wanted pictures of it, pictures of me in water. I did not want to cascade anymore -- I wanted images to help me get back to my long lost self.

Coming Undone

Coming Undone

I am coming undone. Piece by piece, flesh and bone, heart and matter, who I have believed myself to be is coming undone.  The unraveling has even begun to feel good.  Life is revealing herself to me as the wild ride she is!