Garden of Crystals

This morning I was headed off to Soulumination for a morning retreat on dealing with grief and loss given by Mark Power from Children’s Hospital. A handful of photographers attended, most of whom I hadn’t met before. The morning involved poetry, journaling and meditation… right up my alley. Continue reading

Taking a Deep Breath


Its always a challenge to choose a photograph for my blog on days when I’ve been shooting for Soulumination. Nothing seems quite as compelling as the photographs I’m not using. Soulumination, if you aren’t familiar with the organization, takes photographs of children and parents with life-threatening illnesses. Free of charge, they put together a photographic record of love for the families of those who are ill.

Today the image posted here is one of those that was shot after “the shoot”. I photographed this guy because I loved the idea of sitting there in the late afternoon sun reading a book. Continue reading

Wearing Different Hats

Urban Wildlife?

I didn’t see any bunnies, but my own were in the forefront of my mind when I spotted this sign nailed to a tree along the Burke Gilman trail in Fremont. I had just come from a meeting with Robby and his college counselor. I was thinking, as I walked along the trail, how easily everything else that I was busy with today had receded. There was no place I’d have rather been than right there, sitting in that counselor’s office discussing the programs and merits of colleges from Colorado and Montana to others closer to home. Continue reading

Flying solo – day 2

I have to admit, I’ve taken to eavesdropping. Any time I overhear someone talking about being a mom, I perk my ears up. Three younger women jogged by me today while I was out walking with the doggies. I was walking fast and they were talking rather loudly, as people running alongside a city street are wont to do; so I was able to follow their conversation for at least half a block. They were discussing the personal challenges of being a stay-at-home mom. One said something about it being easier for women because “its more in our nature”. The second piped up that it was really hard for her and she disagreed with the first woman… that it was sometimes easier for men to be the stay-at-home parent because it wasn’t so “loaded” for them. I knew immediately what she was talking about. It occurred to me a little while later that the crux of the matter is that some stay-at-home moms are like me, in that they want to stay home and raise their children, but its not their calling no matter how hard they try to make it ┬áso. Then they feel guilty that its not their calling, and that they are being selfish for wanting something else. Yikes! Continue reading