Transitioning from the tactile world of nature and textiles to the virtual world of the Internet.

In memory of mom, posthumously

It is only my impatient and temperamental self who hopes somehow got this message across to my parents and teachers (and other service members) my appreciation for their efforts in my existence.

Luckily, with the help of her teachers, my daughter came to the rescue:

May my example continue to exhibit care for others.

JEN Designed

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Memorial Day 2023

1 Timothy 4:6

If thou put the brethren in remembrance of these things, thou shalt be a good minister of Jesus Christ, nourished up on the words of faith and good doctrine, where unto thou hast attained. (Sorella)

Ember Morn mid month

Phillipians 4:3

And I entreat the also, true yoke-fellow, help those women which labored with me in the gospel…

All Souls 2023

Psalm 119:156

Great is your mercy, O Lord;
give me life according to your justice.

Journey Fall 2023

Lord, give me your wisdom and the patience to sow seeds of faith as I wait for your will, in your time.

Imbolc | Candlemas 2024

Titus 3:1-2

Earth day 22 April 2024
our beautiful solar system

legacy digital art by Alannah

Approaching epiphany 2025

Grandmother Spider

Eliminate your mother, then your two grandmothers, then your four great-grandmothers. Go back more generations and hundreds, then thousands disappear. Mothers vanish and the fathers and mothers of those mothers. Ever more lives disappear as if unlived until you have narrowed a forest down to a tree, a web down to a line. This is what it takes to construct a linear narrative of blood or influence or meaning.

III: p. 72, Men Explain Things to Me, Rebecca Solnit.

In honor Arbor Day

We need to place a “tree” (the cross of self denial”) into the disappointments of life.

Simon Martin, Beulaville, NC
Beside the still waters, vol. 30, issue 3

2 November 2025
Making Peace with the Ancestors

Parents struggle to do the best thing for their children, but these efforts are seldom appreciated until the children themselves become parents and enter into the war of attrition that we call growing up. When we are adults our activities take us far from our parents’ domain. The death of parents is perhaps the last part of growing up, usually happening when we are raising our own children, so that we stand midway between youth and age. …
Making peace between ourselves and our ancestors requires two things; the ability to speak the truth lovingly and the ability to forgive and let go of issues that have muddied the way between us and the dead.
p. 5, The Celtic Spirit, Caitlin Matthews.