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New Growth

In therapy in 1978, I was finding the courage to go beyond my fears and look inside. I was learning about the messages I received as an infant and as a child in my family. I was learning to express my real self. At that time, I set an avocado seed into water. Toothpicks held the seed in place, half submerged.  It was a hopeful gesture.  In my watercolor painting of the seed above (sans toothpicks), it looks as if a brain is emerging from a small bowl.  An eye is visible, a mouth.  I am finding my way into the light.  I am breaking free of the subterranean forces.

Watching that seed grow day after day gave me so much joy.  When it sprouted, I marveled. Planting it into a pot thrilled me.  I had sent out roots and was taking hold in the soil of our earth. I was making a home for myself in the world. As I allowed myself to feel my emotions after a lifetime of fearing them, I began to grow straight and tall. Do you know that that seed grew into a tree over five feet tall?  I left it for the new tenants at an apartment in Oakland after moving to a house. I hope they felt the love that had gone into tending it. I hope it inspired them.

Eggs: A Series

A couple of months ago, I looked at this picture and understood for the first time what it means. I am the baby yolk being punctured with tines.  When I water color painted the picture on December 23, 1978, I titled the piece “impinging,” which The American Heritage Dictionary, 3rd edition defines in the following ways:… Continue Reading

PTS Strikes

This is how it happens. You are sitting in a favorite chair, reading poetry or a novel or the comics. It’s Saturday; no work obligations. Before this, you’ve meditated, drawn a picture,  finished a crossword puzzle. The morning is unfolding beautifully, and you are relaxed and happy. In the middle of reading a poem, say… Continue Reading