In A World Of Color & Light

Sisters, we must be the healing light

in these dark and perilous times.

We must keep the flame of LOVE

highly stoked

and well tended

in our hearts.

We must be a mosaic of brilliant colors

that lifts broken spirits

and adds joy to our tortured world.


We must keep HOPE alive

and burning bright,

like lightning in a bottle.


We must keep a thousand lanterns lit

in the dark realms

where evil lives.

Each of us

has a color to add.

Each of us has a bit of light to bring.

Each of us must carry an ember in our hearts to share…



We will not be undone, subdued, or subverted

by the evil armies of hate, bigotry, exclusion, or fear.

Try to control us at your peril!


Sometimes we may falter,

sometimes we may feel overwhelmed and alone,

but we will triumph

because we are a tribe of wild-eyed creatives and

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We are the sensitives,

we are the barometers,

we are the rune readers,

we are the canaries

bravely singing

in your coal mines,

and we know

it is sacred and terrifying task

being women

in this broken world.

Try to silence us at your peril!


We know how to transform ourselves,

shape shift,

cocoon when we need to.

We carry the womb of creation in us,

the wisdom of our ancestors in us,

and the stories of our foremothers in us.

The hearts of all the wise warrior witches,

blue stocking suffragettes,

feminists, anarchists, housewives, mothers,

and just plain believers in a better, kinder, saner world

are beating strong & steady in us.

Underestimate us at your peril!


We aren’t worried what we look like

or what you think of us.

Our bodies,

our minds,

our spirits

are not yours.

We won’t be dismissed,


or disrespected.


We are the seed carriers,

the hearth tenders,

the dancers in the temple of joy.

Ignore us at your peril!


We are every color

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and we are every speck of light.

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You cannot destroy the divine feminine.

It is the vessel of all creation,

the soil in which your seed either sparks to life

or withers in death.

We are your mothers, sisters, lovers, comrades, allies

and we are here to give birth

to a new world

where love wins,

where freedom thrives,

where joy abounds.

Tamper with us at your peril!

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I believe

with all my heart

these words from one of poems…

“our life is resinous

with the kind of sap

that clings and glazes to even

the smallest moments,

a honey catching up our joy,

our love a deep blush

                   in a world of color and light.”

Keep The Faith Sisters!

Be Of Good Heart!

Act Up!


Step Into The Circle Of Color and Light!

Much Love and Gratitude From Kaitlin

© Copyright Kaitlin Meadows, 2017. All Rights Reserved.

Images from Pinterest with great thanks to all artists who so generously share their work.





Nature As Medicine

Nature Heals!

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(image, with thanks, from Elizabet Eiler)

Nature heals me better than anything else out there.

Give me some time to play in the dirt, dip in the creek, climb the hill, or ride an ocean wave and I’ll be okay.

Nature has always been my haven and my healing balm. I go to her when I’m weary and frayed by the woes of the world. I go to her to re-enchant my sense of wonder and refresh my sanity. I go to her to deepen my faith and rekindle my spirit.

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These days I find myself  following this good

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Not chasing the news or endlessly checking my emails, not allowing myself to be swept up into anyone else’s drama or being drawn into chronic despair, is freeing so much positive energy in my life! I find myself creating more, caring more, sleeping better, loving more deeply, and being profoundly grateful for all the tiny joys in my life.


I start my days in the garden, marveling at the bees and birds and budding flowers. I find every opportunity to be outside playing. I love our camping adventures and time spent by the campfire under the dazzling stars. I love quiet. And stillness. And breathing deep.


I’m an old hippie girl…barefoot and sun-dappled…a wreath of wildflowers in my hair…who has become an earth elder…an aged and seasoned gray haired crone devoted to taking care of Mother Earth.

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I join the ranks of my heroines…

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Rachel Carson

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Tasha Tudor

georgia o'keeffe

Georgia O’Keeffe

dian fossey

Dian Fossey

temple grandin

Temple Grandin

jane goodall

Jane Goodall

alice walker

Alice Walker

joy harjo

Joy Harjo

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Buffy Saint-Marie

and, most especially,


Wangari Maathai

in caring about the planet and putting my energy out there to uplift and celebrate others who join me in this work.

There are so many important causes to throw our energy into…and I am so pleased that our Creative Cottage tribe is actively participating in a huge variety of good works and consciousness raising activities about health care, children’s rights, immigration, and gun control. 

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I care deeply about all of these issues as well but, as an elder tribeswoman, one of my most important passions is being a nature steward, an earth tender, a voice for Mother Earth. I take this pledge every day…


My work is to help protect and preserve our precious planet, to be an informed citizen, to share my concerns about global warming and the poisoning of our water, food, & air.


My work is to keep my heart healthy so I can continue to  be an earth warrior.

My work is finding common ground, discovering ways we can agree, energizing people to feel they can make a difference, and reminding people they have the right (and responsibility) to raise their voices and insist on common decencies.  


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Please find ways you can help…join me (and our Cottage sisters) in the struggle to make a positive, constructive, honest, hard-working, focused difference in our world…cuz…

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In solidarity,

In the spirit of peace,

In the hope that you will join me,

each of us in our own small way,

turning the prayer wheel

for a better world.

With Love and Commitment,


woman power

© Copyright, Kaitlin Meadows, 2017. All Rights Reserved.




Random Acts of Love (& Art)!


I’ve turned a corner, jumped a fence, run out of the dark alley that’s held me captive for a while as I’ve grappled with health issues and the terrible disappointment of our country’s politics.

But in this beautiful season of rebirth, renewal, and resurrection, I’ve re-emerged, out the other side, into the sunny balm of a new day and new passions.

It’s danged hard to keep me down! I’m determined to do some small good in the world and to keep my faith, my joy, and my heart alive & well. Despite all odds.

My philosophy has always been to…

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And I wanted to include our beautiful little tribe of Creative Cottage sisters in my new passion. Last week we launched an exciting new adventure together. We call ourselves Art Givers Anonymous and we’ve fashioned a creative coven of inspired women artists who make art to give away. Yes! To give away!

I have a long history of random acts of art in my life…my first recollection is a May Day 60 years ago–a little woven basket of painted popsicle sticks and a rag-tag bouquet of flowers left anonymously on the doorknob of an elderly shut-in. 

I’ve always loved paying forward little random acts of kindness. In college I became a Guerrilla Girl, making passionate political art and doing performance art in the streets. Decades later, I became the founder of Tucson’s chapter of Code Pink, the act up/act out group of women determined to be visible in their beliefs, and I staged a very successful Creativity Boot Camp for inspired activists at the Quaker Meeting House.

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And now, it’s come full circle. Our devoted gaggle of Creative Cottage women have joined me in scattering their art to the winds of hope as small acts of love.

It was a wee bit of a risk to venture it. I am, after all, in the business of providing creative technique and how-to classes for women to make artist books, embossed metals, and become empowered to be Girlz with Tools. To ask women to pay to make art to ultimately give away? Well. Crazy, huh?

But you responded with wild enthusiasm–the class filled in minutes of me posting it and now we have a committed group who will make this monthly practice an on-going part of their spiritual and artistic process. I‘m soooo thrilled!

This is what we made this month…



Little mini-canvases to leave around Tucson with uplifting messages of love and hope.  Sarah left hers at Arizona Oncology for patients dealing with chemo.

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Anne left hers at the Prison Camp Trailhead.

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We have an email account:

so that those who find our art can leave a comment.

We keep a log of what we make, where and when we leave it, and the feedback we receive.

It’s exciting!

Look around–are there little bits of this and that you might be able to repurpose somehow as an ephemeral piece of art released with love into the universe?

It’s a tiny thing.

A little gesture.

A mere moment of pure magic shared.

But it matters.

And it says, “Here, take this little gift, you’re worthy, you’re blessed, and somewhere, someone is sending you love.”

Frankly, that’s about all I can think to do right now in the midst of these revolutionary times.

I gotta do SOMETHING!

And if, in any way what-so-ever, I can spread JOY and generosity and act with the utmost civility and grace, then that is what I can do.

And you can too.

Every day in tiny ways…be kind, be willing to share joy, lift your life up to the light!

Love Love Love From Kaitlin and the Art Givers

May You Be Inspired!

© Copyright, Kaitlin Meadows, 2017. All Rights Reserved.

By thundermoonstudios


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Life is certainly a fascinating journey!

Just about the time you think you have a handle on it, there’s another freak rain storm and you realize you’ve forgotten your umbrella!

I was pretty danged sure I was almost, not quite, kinda-sorta, practically WELL again, thank you very much!

And then, BAM! knocked off my feet in another of Mr. Toad’s mad tumbles.

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If this sort of stuff is “character building”–I’m officially now QUITE the character!

Flat on my back, feeling like the universe inexplicably double-crossed me again, I could have chosen to stay down this time. Just give it up. Let it all go.

But there’s a wild Irish warrior woman who lives inside my soul and she’s still, apparently, got a lotta livin’ to do.

She just WOULDN’T allow me to cash it in yet.

Seems she’s got BIG plans for me.

Love to share, friends to enjoy, art to make, LIFE to LIVE.

So, I got back up and I decided to

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Sure I was scared.

Sure, for a moment there, I was pissed.

Sure I thought

how can this rickety old heart

keep going with soooo many setbacks?

How can I keep bouncing back?

What if, this time, I just can’t?

Well, heck. I gotta.

Too many people have loved and cared and been there for me.

Too many people have told me I could.

Too many people want to keep on hangin’ out at the Creative Cottage with me.

Too many people have been praying for me. 

This is what I realized about myself:

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There’s still work to be done.

There’s still joy & love & good tidings to share.

So I’m NOT giving up.

I’m NOT quitting.

I’m NOT gonna let this get me down.


So, I have a battered old heart.

So, I’m old and crotchety.

So, my stamina is mostly gone and my focus is a little blurry.

So I ain’t no spring chick.


I can still love and laugh and celebrate joy and make mischief and LIVE!


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I just gotta “keep on keepin’ on”

one day at a time,

minute by minute,

with as much gratitude and wonder and courage as I can muster.

I gotta keep at the task of being fully human,

immeasurably flawed,

and not a little scared by the way the world is going.

All I can do is hold my corner of it up.

All I can do is to stand for love,

work for peace,

and lavish myself in gratitude for every danged breath I still have.

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So here I go, back in the swing, up in the air,



ready for the next chapter!

Thanks for keeping me in your hearts,

for trusting that I wouldn’t give up,

and for being there,

on the other side of the dark & scary places,

with your own love & laughter & eagerness to LIVE!

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Let’s “keep on keepin’ on” TOGETHER!

Holding each other UP,

sharing each other’s tears,

celebrating each other’s victories,

and healing each other’s heart break.

I’m ready,

here is my hand,

let’s go!

With Love and Gratitude,


Mistress of Merriment

© Copyright Kaitlin Meadows, 2017. All Rights Reserved.




By thundermoonstudios

It’s Complicated


It’s complicated.

Life. Love. Family. Politics.

Work. Friends. Responsibilities. Politics.

Health. Sanity. Projects. Politics.

It’s complicated.

Sometimes sublime.

Frequently scary.

Always intense.

One way or the other,

Never a dull moment!


I know you’ve been worried about me.

Calling…e-mailing…wondering what’s up with Kait.

Well, it’s certainly been interesting times….

I think you’ll agree.

The shock & awe takes a daily toll.

It’s hard not to be pulled under.

Some days I manage to stay afloat

only by sheer will & gumption.

Mostly, I’m just hangin’ in here

because I’m determined

NOT to give up…

on peace…on love…on kindness…on miracles!

kind I’ve seriously had to recalibrate my life…

since the heart attack,

since the election,

since I began to understand

that a huge shift 

was happening in my life.

I needed to pull in,

get quiet,

ponder deeply,

and try to figure out

how the heck

to move forward again.

I learned that


So, for the last couple of weeks

I’ve been trying to find my way:

looking for signs,

reading tea leaves,

taking the pulses

of our times.

Like you,

I’ve been confused…





and holding my breath.



That’s been my healing balm.

That is why I haven’t managed to write a blog post

or conjure a March schedule

of Cottage classes and events.

That’s why

I’ve been out of touch.

That’s why

I’m still a little

bruised & battered.

But here’s the good news:

I made it through the strict six month probation period since the heart attack!

There was great concern among the docs that I might not bounce back at all.

But with the loving care of my Beloved Albert

and your beautiful friendship,


I am very gratefully still here!  

Mind you, I’m not a 100%

and I’ve been warned

that I will never be again,

but I’m trying to get used to operating

at about 50% (with naps).

It’s been sooooooo humbling.

And disconcerting.

As you know,

I’m used to running at 150%!

Fully present.

Totally engaged.

Utterly over-committed.

More good news: I’ve gained a whole new respect

for healthy boundaries

and unapologetic self-care.

I’m really learning to prioritize

what really matters!


So, this is just a little note

to let you know

 I’ll be unplugged

for another week please.

I’m gonna stay home with Sweetie

and do some more healing and enjoying.


Talk among yourselves.

Cultivate all the joy you can.

Know that I am sending such love

and gratitude,

(AND a big, goofy KaitieBug grin!)

More soon.



I’ll be back.

Please hold my place in your lives.

Take very good care of yourselves.

Peace Out,


P.S. Such happy memories of my sister Kim’s visit and so glad so many of you got to spend magical, creative time with her. She’s a huge part of my heart! Next blog post full of pictures and stories from our high-jinx together!


© Copyright, Kaitlin Meadows. All Rights Reserved. 2017.


By thundermoonstudios



It was remarkable! It was amazing! It rocked my hippie soul!

The Tucson Women’s March

(in solidarity with demonstrations all over the world!)

drew 15,000 men, women, and children

of every race and creed, every age and orientation,

AND there wasn’t a single arrest or act of violence!

I am convinced…


Some of us have been “hibernating” since the election…

talking, drumming, sitting in circle, conjuring,

and preparing ourselves…

but on January 21, 2017 we came out of hibernation

ROARING with new energy and passion!


 Saturday people came together…

thousands and thousands and thousands of them in Tucson!


because we must…


I am pleased that young wimmin and male allies, who have different life experiences than I do, different needs, different worries, came to join us in this struggle.


Like many women my age…


but I have grandchildren and the Girlz With HeART and


willing to do what I have to make sure we


I am no fool,

I know this is going to be a fevered battle

but I feel energized and enthused about continuing to be a part

of a movement I first joined in 1966.


We’re baaaaaaaack!


We had a poster making potluck at The Cottage…


a sisterhood of untamed wimmin who know…


who have been through many trails and setbacks in their own lives 

but continue to say…


because we have become the wise elders

who thoughtfully carry the history of many social justice causes

and the experience of much hard work in the trenches,

over many decades,

into the future…


Each in our own way…pulling together…

speaking up for children, the earth, the homeless,

the rejected, and, especially,

those who have experienced violence and hate.


We gathered at The Cottage,


car-pooled to Armory Park,

and joined  thousands  already assembling on a rainy, windy day!


It was exhilarating to share the positive energy

and to see so many of us willing to take to the streets

to protect basic social, economic, and spiritual values.


There were lots of messages,

lots of causes & concerns…

but, most importantly,

I think women proclaimed loud and clear…


For some of us, this struggle is very personal…

we have been working for decades

to insure that women have every opportunity

to honor themselves and their bodies

and to make informed, supported choices.


Many of us remember the brave, relentless suffragettes

who risked imprisonment and death

to assure women have the right to vote.


Saturday we proved we are ready for and willing to

stand up, speak up, and act up

to continue to focus attention on those who are most vulnerable…


Never under-estimate a group pf empowered women!

We refuse or to comply,

to be silent,

to think we are powerless,

to allow hatred to win…

and we’re NOT going away,

we’re in it for the long haul…

we’re in it to win!


Are you in? Will you join us? Can we count on you to help out?


Stay tuned…

we have lots of wonderful plans and much hard work to do…


We’re a powerful, passionate, creative tribe and we’re up to the challenge!
We’re ready to RISE UP!




With peace and love and solidarity,


P. S. Check out new classes and let me know QUICK which you’d like to attend!

©Copyright, Kaitlin Meadows, 2017. All Rights Reserved.

Happy Hibernation!



(image from spiritualevolution1111.tumblr)

The news is in. The planets have shifted. The stars have aligned.

The old year is gone and a new one peeks cautiously

from under a blanket of national darkness.

A new era is coming and it will require much of us.

It will demand our full attention.

It is either a clarion call to our higher selves

or a siren song of hopeless despair.

It will ask us to either evolve

or devolve.

We decide.

It’s up to us.


We need to be ready for its challenges and prepared for its setbacks.

It is time to assemble our tribe…(ask yourself who matters in your life? who has your back? who do you want to warrior and rest beside?)…


It is time to prepare our best tools…(we will need our wits and our wit, our strength and our softness, our wiles and our wisdom)…


It is time to reach into our deepest souls together

and divine new ways

to make our stand against hatred, ignorance, war, and death.

We must be up to the task. We must be




But, we must also be

funny and kind and full of love.


We have work to do.

Fences to mend.

Bridges to build.

People to feed.

Hearts in desperation to heal.

It is our calling, our sacred duty as wise women, to do this work,

to speak this truth,

to mend these wounds,

to stand for what is right,

to be the unrelenting voice of The Mother.


There is no shirking this.

No leaving it for someone else to do.

It will require everything we are made of.

And more.


Are you ready

for what will be fierce times to come?

I realize that in anticipation of the long, bumpy road ahead,

the intense journey on which we are about to embark,

I will need to hibernate for a few weeks…


I will take January off to prepare myself.

To rest myself.

To nurture myself.

To cultivate the strength I will need
for the work ahead.

I will take January off

to rebuild my strength,

to refine my focus,

to bolster my resolve

to be sure-footed on the perilous path ahead.


There will be no “official” classes at The Cottage

this month…

but I will offer several opportunities,

later in the month,

for us to gather at The Cottage,

to brainstorm,

to uplift each other,

to invent our personal survival strategies,

and to hold each other dear.

Meanwhile, I will be working on lots of new Cottage classes, workshops, artist dates, field trips, gatherings, and creative intentions for 2017.

I will be inventing new ways to deepen and intensify our practice at The Cottage

and I will be conjuring concrete ways we can make a positive difference in our broken world.


I will also be working to “release” (release is my word for the year!)

lots of “stuff”–

(possessions, responsibilities, expectations, worn-out old stories)

and, FINALLY, I hope to learn to gracefully accept your very kind offers of help.

Teresa has offered to help me build a website,

Marnie is inspiring me at clay class,

Anne is going to use her spatial skills to help me revamp my home studio,

Marilee will be taking over all the responsibilities of the Girlz,

Karen Z and I are sharing creative play days in Picture Rocks,

and many of you have offered to help with a big “spring cleaning” at the Cottage.

Thank You!

But, mostly, in this period of hibernation

 I will be following doctor’s orders

by taking a tiny, necessary respite for my heart

to continue mending,

to rebuild my stamina,

and to strengthen the muscles

I will need for the challenges ahead.

In a few days I will have more details…

but I didn’t want another moment to go by

with you worrying “What’s up with KaitieBug?”

I’m doing okay,

but I really, really, really need this time off

to honor the doctors who brought me back to the living

and to spend time with my darlin’ Albert,

who deserves a healthy, happy, inspired partner

to be his loving sidekick on the journey ahead.


(image from P. J. Crook)

So, I’ll see ya’ll soon…

stay tuned

and please remember Kaitlin loves you

and counts on you to continue to be

the wild, wonderful, wise, renegade wimmin

of our blessed Creative Cottage tribe.


© Kaitlin Meadows 2017. All Rights Reserved.





By thundermoonstudios

Learning To Be Peaceful


Everything about the season says “Rush, worry, be stressed!”

Everywhere there is incomprehensible bloodshed and mayhem.

Friends, understandably, are feeling a wide range of emotions: grief, rage, hopelessness, and fear.

There is plenty to be crazy about. There is every reason to be scared.

But I’m learning that I, alone, am responsible for my own peace.

If I’m going to be any good for the struggles ahead

and if I’m going to be up to the challenges that are coming,

I must not squander my energies on being angry or depressed.


So I’m refusing to be pulled into the seasonal frenzy.

I am rejecting the urge to be immobilized by woe.

I’m learning to be peaceful instead.

I know, first hand, how very precious life is

and how quickly it can be snatched away.

I promised myself,

if I survived the heart attack,

that I would be grateful for every moment

I have left,

that I’d take absolutely nothing for granted,

and that I’d fill my life

with all the joy & love & peace

I can!

So, I won’t be manipulated into being a part of the craziness.

Despite all that is going on in the world, I’ve decided to be peaceful.


It’s not easy.

It takes some work.

Sometimes I slip a bit

and get frustrated by all the gaudy commercialism,

all the rampant capitalism,

all the greed when so many others are suffering.

But I am determined to stay steady at the task

of being my best and highest self

despite the frenzied season,

despite the excruciating political times,

despite the odds–all odds.


So, in this season of change and transformation,

I come to you with so much gratitude

for all the fellowship and joy we have shared together this year,

for all your kindnesses when I was ill,

for helping make the Creative Cottage

such an amazing place

for us to share our stories & our hearts.

I love each of you for all the gifts

you have shared with me,

all the love you have lavished on me,

and all the happy times

we have enjoyed together.

Please hold my place in your life

as I bumble off,

she-bear Kait,


for the whole month of January

to give myself some time to heal

and regain my strength

after a few more major medical adjustments get taken care of.


I plan to stay in my pj’s and cuddle up with my Beloved.

I plan to do some major revamping of my life…

reinvent my home studio,

dust my sewing machine off,

do a good spring cleaning of the studio,

make some art,

read a lot of books,

finally get a website up,

and plot a new path for 2017.

I will crafting new ways

to be a more effective advocate for peace,

a firmer voice for social justice,

and a more powerful tool for

love, compassion, and creativity…

all the while practicing how to be peaceful.

I will be back in February

with some exciting new classes,

some wonderful Creativity Chix field trips,

and the wonderful magic that is our

lovely little Creative Cottage


Happy Holidays!

Much Love From Kait


Today may there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are. Let this knowledge settle in your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. May you remember that your friend Kaitlin sends you love, laughter, and light!


© Kaitlin Meadows, 2016. All Rights Reserved

By thundermoonstudios

Wild Women Rise!


Tis the season to join hands in circle,

to come together in peace,

to drum and dance and sing and pray.

To laugh and love and celebrate

all we have to be grateful for

instead of lamenting all we’ve lost.

It’s time for us to pull together

in our creative tribal communities

and invent new ways to survive and thrive.

No sense tryin’ to autopsy the corpse of what used to be,

or what we’d like it to be,

or what it could have been.

No sense tryin’ to figure it all out…

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It’s time for us wild wimmin to get at the serious work of re-dreaming the world!

now-13 (3)

I’m excited about the new swell of energy and focus I am feeling in our tribe…

the re-inspired determination to stand up for justice and kindness and truth…

our mutual agreement NOT to bring anymore talk of politics

or the hateful ones

into our sacred Cottage space.

I know it’s scary but…


We recognize that we are sensitive, fragile beings

and that this election cycle has wounded many of us deeply.

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But we are not alone.

When we come together at The Creative Cottage

we help each other over the rough patches

and begin the work of healing together.

We make art while we gather  because


and many before us have used their art to save their lives!


At The Creative Cottage

we have vowed to shift our work to deeper places,

to make art that matters,

to find new ways to stand up,

to speak out,

and to make a positive difference.

We aren’t opting out.

We’re not going away.

We’re not giving up…

we know that


We took a few weeks to let it all sink in,

to grieve,

to be afraid of what our future might be but…

now-6 (6)

and we have decided to use our creative spirits to

now-8 (7)

to reclaim our power,

refocus our resolve,

and rebuild hope

in whatever ways we can,

with renewed determination,

hands & hearts joined.

I am proud of you for stepping up,

for not losing hope,

for being the brave wild fierce gentle creative wimmin you are!

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So here’s to moving forward,

arm in arm,

hand in hand,

heart to heart.


Come join the Creative Cottage tribe of warrior renegades in re-dreaming the world!

We have work to do and joy to share!

My Love Is With You,


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Begin the healing.

Be gentle with yourself and others.

Don’t contribute to the cesspool of hatred, name-calling, and hopelessness.

Move on.


Vow to yourself:


Go quiet. Stay strong. Refuse to be defeated by hate.



It is time for us to pull on our oxygen masks and prepare for a bumpy ride.

But we do not give up.

We do not run away.

We do not lose HOPE.


We are strong.

We are resilient.

We are resourceful.

We will survive.


We are a tribe.

Of loving, caring, creative, soul-full women.

We have endured much.

We can endure more.

But we must stick together.

Nourish ourselves.

Prepare for a long siege.

Pack lunches, bring flowers, and make music.

Our children and grandchildren are watching.

Will we be lost, swept under, made powerless?

Or will we rise up!

Will we sing!

Will we keep at the tasks of healing and caring and creating and spreading our love?

Or did he win our souls too?


We are warriors!

We are renegades!

We are sage women!

Rise up singing, laughing, dancing, and praying.

But RISE UP!!!

It is our time.

We are called forward.

We are the tribe.

We are the hope.

We are the elders.

Get up!

Come forward.

Rejoice in your heart.

Love is what we make.

Hate is what we leave behind.

I am with you.

We are in this together.

I love you.

You are my tribe.

Here is my hand.

Let us go on together.



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