What would it be like to live on the west coast? This has been in the back of my mind ever since a psychic suggested a few years ago that getting off the east and going west would be a better fit for me. I ignored his suggestion as impossible to conceive of. I was… Read more »
When I was a child, on rainy days my mother would dress me up in a coat and boots and send me outside to play. I loved splashing in puddles feeling the cool wetness and muddy splatterings, opening my mouth to the sky to catch a fresh drink of water (that was before acid rain,… Read more »
Deepak Chopra and Oprah Winfrey created a 21-day meditation series (Miraculous Relationships) that starts you on a path to meditation gently and peacefully. I highly recommend it, especially for those who find it difficult to quiet down…like me! Deepak introduces ideas that resonate deeply within, then you sit quietly with his supporting words and soothing… Read more »
Motion. I’m thinkin’ nature and movement. Walk, dance, tip toe. Water freezes. Melts. Static water becomes stagnant. Heart in motion pumps blood and refreshes cells. Heart not pumping ceases to support life. I’m in partnership with movement. We’re friends. Give and take, ebb and flow, peace and tumult. In motion, keep essence. Always in integrity… Read more »
I did something extraordinary today. I threw out one of my pieces. Done. Tossed into the garbage. It was a six-foot by eight-foot canvas covered in black felt. There were five silhouette figures of women on it and a real umbrella attached to one of them. Each figure was created by painting 20 coats of… Read more »
Forgiveness is getting a lot of attention lately. Every spiritual teacher knows that it is at the core of our ability to move forward and live a more authentic life. To forgive is not to condone what someone did. It is the act of releasing its hold on us. There is a powerful shift toward… Read more »
Among the bags of clothes, books, and pots and pans on the driveway waiting to be picked up for donation was a set of jumper cables. I had another set in the garage. Who needs two? So, there they were, red and yellow cables with shiny brass clamps sprawled out on the driveway. The pickup… Read more »
I was leaving the market and almost walked into a teenage boy who was selling cookies. He tried to get my attention by talking really fast about raising money for some kind of a trip. Was he for real, or was it a scam? I was in no mood to find out, so with a… Read more »
As I write this, I hear hammering and music blasting from a radio, sawdust suspended in the air and 2 X 4’s crudely stacked on the garage floor. What is happening? My sculptures are getting a new home. Formerly stuffed away in an unfinished section of the basement with a concrete floor, dangling wires and… Read more »
I used to think that I needed a job title after my name that stated my purpose, my contribution to the world…Ellie Dolgin, SCULPTOR or Ellie Dolgin, WRITER, so that everyone, including me, would know my importance. One word neatly tucked in my back pocket stating that I am a creative, right-brain thinker immersed in… Read more »