Meg Fussell

“Oh no, what have I done! Don’t I have enough on my plate already?!” I thought whilst laying wide awake in bed last night. Despite not getting a wink of sleep, I am still delighted by this little fluff warming my lap on this gloomy Monday morning. Since we brought him home yesterday, we’ve learned that he loves pouncing at himself in the mirror, playing with his mouse-shaped fluffy ball, and pawing our faces in the night — “just checking you guys are properly sleeping!” … View Post

awe + majesty “I spy with my little eye” plenty of brisk walks taken with Elizabeth + Oliver the tidiest the studio was ALL WEEK! (must be documented, of course) look at those holes! the ‘exposed truth’ behind Elizabeth’s favorite socks those sweet ears and puppy eyes… Elizabeth and I had our noses to the grindstone this week preparing for registration launch… mark your calendars for November 27, 2017 (Cyber Monday!) when pre-registration for Spring and Fall 2018 retreats opens! I’m simply BURSTING with excitement and wish … View Post

Last week, on a rainy afternoon, I drove to the local art shop and bought a set of gouache paints, fresh paintbrushes, and new colored pencils. And now they are sitting, wide open, on my desk and staring directly at me. On Monday evening, I lay in Shavasana in yoga (the only one of my fall resolutions that I’ve been able to stick to so far!) and as I lay still, five words came to float before my eyes. “I am scared to paint.” It … View Post

“Can we get to the place where there is no place to get to?” – Michael Stone