- Pay It Forward
- A Funny Family Story
- Words of Caution from a Church Organist (Beware of Paperclips)
- Bungling Rainbow Bridge
- An Old Soul
- Inspiration for your next MRI
- Easter 2017
- I Could Paint That
- All went to be taxed, every one into his own city.
- Easter 2016
- Barbados 2016
- Thanksgiving – Outside the Box
- Who’s In Charge Of Reincarnation?
- Art Collecting Without Guilt
- Falling in Love with Natalie (again)
- What Does George W. Bush Have In Common With The Sacred Ordinary?
- Everyday Objects
- It’s All About The Frame
- Piddling as Spiritual Practice
- How Does Your Garden Grow?
Blogs I Follow:
- Beauty as Spiritual Practice February 22, 2012
- let me walk in beauty May 7, 2012
- Time Folding June 19, 2021
- NUMBER 304 July 21, 2021
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- Parallels between Hospice and Reiki May 25, 2013
- God In Disguise February 17, 2015
Author Archives: diane heath
February in Barbados: Books, Beach and Beer. We used to be adventurous travelers, walking – or at least driving – perimeters of islands to see it all. These days we enjoy a more relaxing winter vacation. Even though we’re young, my … Continue reading
We are a strange Thanksgiving trio – Diane, Mel and David. On this day of grannies, cousins, sisters, uncles and orphans, it’s just the three of us. The only thing traditional about our holiday is that Someone has purchased an 18 … Continue reading
Washington Post Article: China rejects reconciliation with Dalai Lama “China sees the game as mostly over, with a few odds and ends remaining that it can weather with little discomfort…… As the Dalai Lama ages, Beijing also thinks it has … Continue reading
I don’t spend money on art. Well, once I bought a photo for $1 at a yard sale. We are not going to talk about what I paid for framing. Like most people, our household budget just doesn’t include a line-item … Continue reading
Natalie Goldberg has a new book. Living Color: Painting, Writing, and the Bones of Seeing. I love Natalie. (even when I hate her – some of you know what I’m talking about) Writing Down the Bones was the first (the only?) book … Continue reading
I am chagrined to learn that after leaving office, George W. Bush has taken up art. His life-passion is painting. Apparently he has painted over 50 dogs. He also paints himself in the shower. And in the bathtub. He piddles way … Continue reading
Sometimes I paint pictures of everyday objects. Then I look at my pictures and know that one day the objects will break, or I will be forced to give them away when I move into a nursing home (or onto the street). But if I … Continue reading
I’ve started painting. With brushes and a paint set. I take ownership of my amateur status (in the best sense of that word). I love painting! When my adored child-play creations are dry, I pin them to the fridge. Passing by I stop … Continue reading
From Dictionary.com: pid·dle [pid-l] verb (used without object), pid·dled, pid·dling. 1. to spend time in a wasteful, trifling, or ineffective way; dawdle (often followed by around ): He wasted the day piddling around. 2. Informal. (especially of children and pets) … Continue reading
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