This week I am in Paris — one of my most favorite places on earth.  Thanks to an old friend who came all the way in from where she now lives in Bretagne to spend the day with us, we slipped into the Chagall exhibit going on at le musee de luxembourg. Heaven. I have not been carrying my camera much (photo above was taken Monday from the rooftop of au printemps) so my memory card may be empty but my heart is full of … View Post

It doesn’t seem possible that January ends next week as there is a patient pile of New Year’s cards still stacked on my desk.  And yet, there it is.  The stream is not waiting for me to leisurely settle into my kayak and get my seat carefully adjusted before pulling me into the current.  Hell no.  The stream surges on by and catches me by the ankles and I am bobbing up every few feet looking for a sturdy branch to grab on to. Or, … View Post

photo credit:  Kaitlyn Bouchard Oh my word it is 60+ degrees here in Providence today!  It feels like Spring— and as life seems to be in perfect alignment of late, seasons changing seems to be the theme of the day. As many of you know, my beloved niece Lauren Olaksen (pictured above) has been helping me with Squam since we began our very first textile retreat in 2009.  That year, she was a freshman in college but she found the time to come out and … View Post

This week it is all about the mail.  Our little post office here gets caught up in the spirit too as they heft the brimming mail crates onto the counter for us to cart back to Squamlandia where amidst twinkle lights and sleeping mutts, we settle each person into their classes and tuck them into the most perfect cottage we can arrange. And, though the pace is steady and our mood quietly elated– the stream of email and activity is pretty high since we have … View Post

It’s all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don’t know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even … View Post