my career in facebook status updates, 2009-2010

i am excited to see my chickens and i can't sleep... (Tue, 28 Dec 2010 08:57:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth alternating between cleaning, sleeping, reading, listening to random cds and dancing, arms wide open to a vaulted sky. cats and i are re-adjusting to this calm before the january storm. kids come tomorrow!!!!!!!!! i am ridiculous with longing. (Mon, 27 Dec 2010 19:42:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth sharing brunch w/bethany's family and then a walk down fourth street--so nice to normalize in this way. it seems it's been forever since tripping into the gardener or taking in the joys at 4th street studios. i met an 88 year old artist, classically trained, who reminded me: when you keep showing up at the canvas you keep learning new things. tonight i take to my own canvas... (Mon, 27 Dec 2010 01:11:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth spending the afternoon reviewing the year and organizing facebook pictures in the appropriate albums. distracting myself from missing the kids, who sound happy playing the yatzee game my mom sent them. they'll be with me on the 28th through the new year. cat is in minnesota. i'm not exactly lonely, but i am singing eleanor rigby over and over again and wanting to make a face i can keep in a jar by the door... (Sun, 26 Dec 2010 02:13:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth merry, happy, lazy, wonderful, sweet, precious, gentle day to all of you. am taking cat to the airport this morning and then spending a moment in gratitude by the bridges i have crossed.... what a long, strange trip it's been... (Sat, 25 Dec 2010 13:34:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth lazy waking up, hot luxurious bath, curling up with joanna macy's coming back to life, playing with cats as cat readies for her trip home, somehow avoiding the musts of the season and finding myself in a reverie of gratitude. love and joy come to you... (Fri, 24 Dec 2010 20:07:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth riding the tidings of this season. such unexpected joys and simple pleasures. in the black hut, we make oil lamps and paint with soot spirits. in the poet tree house, we bring voici! voici! into being--while eric bridges us all to paris with his trip. life unfolds in unexpected miracles... (Fri, 24 Dec 2010 02:37:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth tomorrow, we'll strike the set for the enchanted forest. please come by and pick up art any time after noonish. we'll be here planning paris. the next collaborative expression experience is paris. we're building paris in the poet tree house. are you playing? more info coming soon... (Thu, 23 Dec 2010 09:05:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up. selling books. moving chi. letting go. breathing deep. letting the out out and the in in. (Wed, 22 Dec 2010 17:16:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth tomorrow: selling my library for gas money. shedding the weight of the old books to make room for the coming ones... (Wed, 22 Dec 2010 07:34:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth it was joy to read in the darkness of soulstice night--to feel the terrain between oakland and point reyes there on the precipice of everything--to share the poem written for the assembly by candlelight in the heart of all those books. joy. joy. joy. i will be doing more readings in 2011. i love it so... (Wed, 22 Dec 2010 07:33:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth alive in the dark night of the year (Tue, 21 Dec 2010 12:45:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth back at work in the black hut today--meeting to pick the first of my ciis phd classes at 5pm tonight. keeping the circus going... (Mon, 20 Dec 2010 20:53:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth poet tree house hosts a lazy sunday brunch, 11-3. come in pjs, bathrobes, bring your favorite parts of the paper, relax into the assembled energy and do your thing. you're invited... (Sun, 19 Dec 2010 15:16:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth last chance to see Night and Enchanted Forest where we made trees out of the things trees are made of.... tomorrow, you're invited to the poet tree house for a lazy sunday brunch. 11-3. wear pjs, come in bathrobes, bring favorite parts of whatever paper you like to read. potluck treats, singing, stringing and all the studio stuff to make with...make your own cards, gifts or just relax in the energy that assembles. (Sat, 18 Dec 2010 19:51:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth today in the black hut we threw away 100 pounds or more of longing i have lugged from location to location for the last four years. we are not taking what isn't into the future...we're making space for the clay studio! (Sat, 18 Dec 2010 03:57:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth elizaBeth Benson, Phd, MA, BA--women's spirituality, transformative arts, communication studies. this is the current fantasy--we are turning the poet tree house into the laboratory and the black hut into the faculty for what will become our own brand of transformative arts education/institute, etc. is this articulate? i'm going to have to learn to write in a whole different way, huh? (Wed, 15 Dec 2010 15:31:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth I am going to be a doctor!!!!!!! (Wed, 15 Dec 2010 07:26:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth in development for the black hut's alchemy class running every other thursday for 8 weeks, february - may. we're designing the course as a co-created feast. $250. we'll burn things at the beach, visit rivers, cook up alchemical dishes and share our culinary creations.... taking applications for inclusion via e-mail to comeknowing@theblackhut.com. (Tue, 14 Dec 2010 08:08:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth the black hut is opening at kenna allen's art boutique in her urban oasis spa in san leandro today from 4-7. we're showing a special line of birthing necklaces, body adornments and other works inspired by nature. jeremy is on hand for psychic readings. join us! 1097 MacArthur Blvd., San Leandro, CA 94577 (Sat, 11 Dec 2010 17:06:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth night and the enchanted forest is still up and vital through solstice and doesn't come down 'til the 23rd. please come to see and be in it--we're open by appointment and before and after events. you are welcome to enjoy, come, play, make, put your tree in the space...we intend this as a collaborative making space--our little transformative art teaching and learning laboratory... (Thu, 09 Dec 2010 16:49:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth midwife for writing projects... (Thu, 09 Dec 2010 16:00:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth a surprise kindness from my on-the-way-to-ex? and a night out with the kids. i am waterworks...but i made it through the night with them all smiles. (Thu, 09 Dec 2010 07:12:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth just finishing a first edit of the fifth thesis i've been invited to be mid-wife to...it is an honor, this mid-wife for writing projects work... (Wed, 08 Dec 2010 07:14:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth in visibility, there is presence--always present. (Mon, 06 Dec 2010 16:28:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth it's the end of the world as we know it...and i feel fine... (Mon, 06 Dec 2010 06:36:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth womanfire turns back into itself--a reasonably quiet group of gatherers in the rainy night. join us if you're into something quiet and lovely. we're done with open studios, and the pasta is being dished in the bowls as i type... (Mon, 06 Dec 2010 02:59:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth tonight's womanfire becomes a peoplefire dance party--all welcome to celebrate the close of open studios. join us? 11-6 open studios, 6-7 transition meal, 7-10ish, peoplefire dance party--bring something to share, plug in your ipod to dj, as always it's potluck for food and drinks. (Sun, 05 Dec 2010 17:56:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth yesterday's present: raven's fairy ring is active on the stage. maureen and cat's nature mandala is making itself in brilliant beauty with the additions of all who arrive. jen rubenstein's heart went home with an art patron and a patron of the arts is interested in lisa aksen's work. today's future???: all of that? some of that? none of that? something you bring that i can't forseee? (Sun, 05 Dec 2010 15:55:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth all night installation and the unveiling is TODAY! jingletown opens its studios all the way! the poet tree house and the black hut welcome you to the enchanted forest...2934 ford street, #21, oakland, 11-6 today! and tomorrow! woohoo! (Sat, 04 Dec 2010 14:39:46 GMT)

ElizaBeth installing, a whole enchanted forest comes together to create itself through the hands and hearts of artists. reconstructing trees is a very interesting endeavor...they do not go back together in creation the same way they grow...or do they? show is up through solstice--and the set for open studios--tomorrow and sunday, 11-6. 2934 ford street, #21, oakland. you are invited...come knowing... (Sat, 04 Dec 2010 04:04:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth installing the enchanted forest in jingletown's poet tree house today. it is such joy to watch a show come together. the black hut made an axis mundi--a glorious reconstruction of tree story. reconstruction is very different from deconstructing... (Fri, 03 Dec 2010 06:28:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://jessicaserran.blogspot.com/ (Tue, 30 Nov 2010 16:13:50 GMT)

ElizaBeth in the aftermath of adventure, i am grateful for the re-reading...http://web.me.com/ericnicely/ACG/adventures_in_celebration_and_gratitude/adventures_in_celebration_and_gratitude.html (Tue, 30 Nov 2010 16:07:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth dreaming up a tree... (Tue, 30 Nov 2010 09:20:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up in san francisco from hungarian dreams. i look in the duty free bag filled with the pogacsa that made it past sally, the beagle. i listen to messages and make notes of all the messes left to untangle, the responsibilities to face, the paperwork to mitigate. i consider how nice the fantasies are that help me face these days.... (Mon, 29 Nov 2010 15:12:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth we pack our bags and head for the plane. i get e-mails from the kids and poet tree house. life, it appears, is alive in the places i return to. i take out the trash, plant the seeds of what was brought here, take home dreams and possibilities and the swirl of healing waters. (Sun, 28 Nov 2010 05:34:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth we have been to the square where the shoes of stalin used to be--and now look up at the kings and heroes re-installed in the space where marches of forced enthusiasm used to require guns and guards. we happen in to the contemporary museum and find our own sf moma on a banner in front. an incredible, true to form, last day miracle. (Sat, 27 Nov 2010 12:06:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth we vote for castle and funicular and, perhaps, the labyrinth...we bathe tomorrow. such decadent decision making. szép. (Fri, 26 Nov 2010 09:03:34 GMT)

ElizaBeth to bathe or not to bathe, that is the question... (Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:33:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth sentendre for thanksgiving. grateful for adventures and celebration, witness and the joy of sharing family, friends, food... happy parades and feasts, everyone! (Thu, 25 Nov 2010 06:58:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth healing waters, poolside observations, longings and the dance of the spinning jets... (Wed, 24 Nov 2010 15:01:18 GMT)

ElizaBeth today, we bathe. all day. 'til we are prunes. 'til we wrinkle like we're going to one day. we contemplate what will melt from us if we sit in the steam for toooooooo long... (Wed, 24 Nov 2010 07:13:45 GMT)

ElizaBeth we have been to the valley of the beautiful women... (Tue, 23 Nov 2010 18:52:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth change of plans. market. liters of cheap voros boor. polinka. unicum. not going anywhere. making hungarian goulash and watching the rain fall on budapest from the balcony. (Mon, 22 Nov 2010 13:19:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth on the agenda: sausage, szechenyi baths, and before both, SHAVING MY LEG FOREST (which is NOT enchanted...) (Mon, 22 Nov 2010 06:50:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth bacon is a garnish in this country... (Sun, 21 Nov 2010 16:51:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth we have arrived--drinking bull's blood on the balcony, overlooking the synagogue from our budapest balcony--the dream that spoke itself on the back patio in napa becomes the here and now of this incredible moment... (Sat, 20 Nov 2010 12:13:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth we promised to meet at the watertower 10 yrs later if we hadn't found anyone else to marry...we raise a glass and toast our options (Fri, 19 Nov 2010 18:56:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth we're in chicago--the last time we were here together we took the train from kc, were 17 and shopping for colleges... (Fri, 19 Nov 2010 18:35:22 GMT)

ElizaBeth we're up and on our way. good morning, long awaited trip to europe. 30 years ago, we began dreaming this trip together. today, we get on the plane... (Fri, 19 Nov 2010 11:21:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth stephen turns me on to pink--what an incredible powerhouse of a woman (and costume designer)... (Fri, 19 Nov 2010 07:34:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth what a sweet, sweet day readying for the show, making jewelry in the black hut, installing a clean, beautiful show, arriving everywhere on time, moving through the river of the day in a lovely, deep way. now, at eric's, waiting 'til we take off... 3:30 am, we head to the airport... (Fri, 19 Nov 2010 05:29:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth the black hut installs the first full-on show in kenna allen's urban oasis today and then i park the mobile studio at eric's and wait for the hours after midnight where we take to the united lounge, waiting for our plane...back on 11/29. likely going to try and immerse myself in hungarian goulash.... (Thu, 18 Nov 2010 16:23:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth a wednesday night with the kids--homeworking, then rootbeer floating... (Thu, 18 Nov 2010 03:21:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth assisting w/kaleo and elise this weekend...ancestors and spirit guides at jfku (Sat, 13 Nov 2010 15:59:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth upcoming events include jingletown work days, 11/14 & 15, installing a garden alongside the tile/mural wall, george lakoff Metaphors we live by readalong, 11/16, and open studios, 12/4&5. we'll be featuring the work of our particiating artists through the black hut and poet tree house. please call for more details: (925) 209-3908 (Sun, 07 Nov 2010 17:30:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth womanfire tonight-5-10 pm. we're baking bread. bring jam? something to spread? (Sat, 06 Nov 2010 18:40:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth womanfire: 5-10 tomorrow--we're baking bread and making art in celebration of the new moon. join us? !!! (Fri, 05 Nov 2010 19:36:42 GMT)

ElizaBeth join us for the HERE AND NOW CROSSROADS celebration of ANCESTOR'S DISH. 11/2 7-10pm. rsvp: (925) 209-3908. readings by jeremy damec. altars by raven reyes, elizabeth benson and catherine baumgartner. bring your ancestors alive by sharing food, stories and embodied expressions of your artistic or hereditary kin. (Wed, 27 Oct 2010 18:39:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth first post separation date survived... (Wed, 27 Oct 2010 18:12:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth transitioning identities again from poet tree house to HERE AND NOW CROSSROADS AWARENESS CENTER or HERE AND NOW sensory awareness center or HERE AND NOW something, something center, institute, school, experience center... (Mon, 25 Oct 2010 00:00:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth something left alive (Sat, 23 Oct 2010 18:58:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth all so human... (Sat, 23 Oct 2010 18:09:22 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://www.allisonsmithstudio.com/pages.php?content=news.php&navGallID=News (Fri, 22 Oct 2010 23:46:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/category/line-by-line/ (Fri, 22 Oct 2010 20:54:34 GMT)

ElizaBeth spent
the day applying for gigs, pitching proposals, pounding the pavement to
announce the new studio. actively looking for work and seeking paid opportunities. teaching was good tonight--a solid offering. met a man yesterday and another one today and felt a spark of something i thought had left me. feels awkward and very strange and somehow
right. maybe there is something left alive in me after all??? (Fri, 22 Oct 2010 07:15:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth PhD in Women's Spirituality at CIIS? i'm in the process of applying. the job thing, the studio thing, the teaching thing, the private practice thing, the getting divorced thing, the part time mom thing, the how to throw away everything thing, and start over thing--these things are clouding my here and now, piece of peace. when will the angst addiction go away? (Mon, 18 Oct 2010 02:54:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth just saw this plea for help promoting this artist's obsession: https://www.obsessedartist.com/ (Mon, 18 Oct 2010 02:23:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth Day of the Dead exhibition & celebration is being planned in the Poet Tree House for November 2. Raven, Cat and I are collaborating to create the container. Visiting the Altars and Works in Progress can be arranged by appt. There's a community altar space to bring mementos & tributes to artcestors. Everyone who wishes us well and supports us is welcome. (Fri, 15 Oct 2010 14:06:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth one hour to journeying the word--imagining a paris styled salon where i will act my part as gertrude stein--who will cat be? jason? nan? who else will play paris and poetry salon with us? 7:55 at the ford street gate--looking forward! (Fri, 15 Oct 2010 01:51:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth readying for thursday's journeying the word series kick off. please support the poet tree house and black hut by registering for this class. $160 for the 4 session series, performance and book. $45 drop in. We'll meet for the next four Thursdays, at the ford street gate at exactly 7:55! looking forward... (Tue, 12 Oct 2010 23:47:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth honored to assist kaleo teaching maskmaking at annalisa's school, luminous body this past weekend. jfku transformative artists reverberate in the woods of art And healing. (Tue, 12 Oct 2010 02:13:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Decision_tree (Sun, 03 Oct 2010 02:14:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Happiness (Sun, 03 Oct 2010 01:44:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abuse (Sun, 03 Oct 2010 01:24:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://thinkexist.com/quotations/self-love/ (Sun, 03 Oct 2010 01:05:00 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Relationship (Sun, 03 Oct 2010 00:57:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth raven, cat and i spent the last 36 hours opening the door for the ancestors experience at the poet tree house. it is, as all things are, an unfolding work in progress... (Sat, 02 Oct 2010 23:04:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth to edit my life, time and volumes of words (Thu, 30 Sep 2010 22:58:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth flat bottom boats float better. i've decided to walk to the beach for sunset, and when i do to make one boat per day from my thesis and sail it away. on the way home, i make from a feather and whatever else arrives on the walk to go with it. tonight, i made an inscribing tool from found metal and a feather and some gold and blue thread from my bag... (Tue, 28 Sep 2010 05:35:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth he drums the sun down. I sew the sides of eric's gift with green satin ribbon, read my thesis to the sand fleas and prepare to make paper boats that float their way across the bay??? or not??? the drum beat keeps time tick tocking away. (Mon, 27 Sep 2010 01:48:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth to beach or not to Beach, that is the whale's question... (Sun, 26 Sep 2010 18:29:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth deciding to recover myself one breath of gratitude at a time. today we crank up our dreams and dance. (Sun, 26 Sep 2010 02:53:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth a day in the hall of justice, my first written petition...I enter the legal system and begin my string of proceedings. what an education...this is the real master's degree...hope I can earn it before the ceremony in june. (Fri, 24 Sep 2010 23:15:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth waiting--room 101, window 10 after a series of adventures... (Fri, 24 Sep 2010 19:15:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth zoey is telling me white woman jokes--she recites them verbatim and we roar in laughter from the black couch (Fri, 24 Sep 2010 04:16:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth I escape my piles and trade them for homework, guitar practice and the view of the moon from the tree. I give offerings and thanks for the long, strange trip of time. (Fri, 24 Sep 2010 03:48:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth confronting my demons one piece of paper at a time. sorting the mandala of stuck chi.... (Thu, 23 Sep 2010 23:43:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth going to neuroscreen this morning to sell my opinions and brain activity to market research for dental products. every six months or so you can pick up a little money ($75) for this exchange of an hour or so of your life. the helmet is pretty... (Thu, 23 Sep 2010 15:21:42 GMT)

ElizaBeth something gorgeous about white girls from kansas that changed the world...or at least their little corner of it. ms. jennifer knapp has my deepest respect. (Thu, 23 Sep 2010 06:37:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth live performance is LIFE. musicians are real and flawed and perfect...or so I feel from this VIP seat in the red devil lounge... (Thu, 23 Sep 2010 04:06:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth at the river today, to give thanks for the year, to ask for flow, to cut apart the net that saved my life. made a heart of the strings remains and tied it to a tree i once wove a golden web in. it feels good to let old stories go...so new ones can be born of joy... (Wed, 22 Sep 2010 05:20:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth I need a new post kid visit ritual. the double bags of reeses are not so good after they're ingested And pruning in the bath seems an ineffective strategy for getting on with it. suggestions? (Mon, 20 Sep 2010 06:54:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up to realize everyone has moved on but me. time to catch up and get on with it. we go to the beach this morning to dance. (Sun, 19 Sep 2010 16:24:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth cuddling on the couch selling the kiddos on princess bride. if we make it, it'll be a double header with where the wild things are... (Sun, 19 Sep 2010 03:52:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth dreaming up the dance party cosmic mass post graduation parking lot performance/ceremony/prayer/broadcast for june 2011. all who've walked the hallways in orinda, berkeley, and (un) pleasant hill as teachers, students, alum...everyone is invited to play. costumes starting soon...dance rehearsals begin in january. let us know if you're in? (Fri, 17 Sep 2010 05:39:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking and making, generating my new normal... (Thu, 16 Sep 2010 16:24:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth theses Are us...worked with bethany through the night to get hers ready. I think this is becoming something I do for money. anybody else need a thesis muse??? (Wed, 15 Sep 2010 14:13:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth met three people I didn't already know in positions that could influence future clients or hire me outright. 2 activities directors at elderly care facilities I could walk to and one gallery owner god in the alameda biz network. I wonder if old sales strategies will work for a transformative arts biz? just in case, I stopped and made offerings to oshun where she meets up with yemaya... (Tue, 14 Sep 2010 22:03:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth starting the wish list: pedicure, massage, winning lottery ticket, new love story, students for poetry and transformative art experience classes now forming, funds to pay my tickets and keep my driver's license from getting suspended. i let SO MUCH GO in the spin of this grad school dream drama. recovery begins. oh god of second chances, here i am again, again... (Tue, 14 Sep 2010 07:55:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth the girl's slumber party masks and volcanoes have been made--now with princilla finishing thesis with her--it's completion all the way! (Mon, 13 Sep 2010 03:46:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://ncsponline.org/takefive.html (Fri, 10 Sep 2010 23:05:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth I have turned myself in. karen received me, put up with my gushing all over her, and wished both zoz and I a happy birthday. it is done. I'm here with she and her wii friends in the afterschool clubhouse she loves. (Thu, 09 Sep 2010 23:54:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth it is done, turned in, fini. (Thu, 09 Sep 2010 23:48:46 GMT)

ElizaBeth cried at fed ex as kinkos bound the thesis. after taping in and adding strings and bells tonight, I turn it in tomorrow. I complete my master's degree on the same day my baby turns twelve. (Wed, 08 Sep 2010 23:43:42 GMT)

ElizaBeth ...there is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others...
-Martha Graham (Wed, 08 Sep 2010 06:56:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth finished with the written thesis. all is printed. now, to bind, add in art, turn in. it is *almost* done... as am i... (Wed, 08 Sep 2010 06:54:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://www.cnn.com/2010/OPINION/09/05/wudunn.women.oppression/index.html?iref=NS1 i'm reading the news for wednesdays final class--and remembering why i don't read the news... (Mon, 06 Sep 2010 01:53:14 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://www.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/meast/09/05/iran.stoning.pope/index.html?hpt=T1 (Sun, 05 Sep 2010 20:08:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Axis_mundi (Sun, 05 Sep 2010 04:38:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yab-Yum (Sun, 05 Sep 2010 04:28:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth rewriting the thesis for final b. intent on turning it in before friday. (Sat, 04 Sep 2010 21:12:50 GMT)

ElizaBeth weekend of thinking, dreaming, planning, drawing, writing comes to its close. can we take every perfect moment and roll it into some culminating future? or is it all just as good as the hummingbird flapping and drinking from the fountain, buzzing and darting its way forward and back in freeeeeeedom??? (Mon, 30 Aug 2010 05:31:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://jewelmathieson.blogspot.com/ (Tue, 24 Aug 2010 04:52:50 GMT)

ElizaBeth sorting and sifting and howling at the moon. cakes and wine, anyone? it's a delightfully hot summer night to be a wide awake witch doing all the juju i know to put the past back where it goes... (Tue, 24 Aug 2010 03:41:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://www.suzannemasks.com/biography.html (Sun, 22 Aug 2010 16:14:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://greenmuseum.org/generic_content.php?ct_id=186 (Sun, 22 Aug 2010 15:25:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://news.iskcon.com/node/2486/2010-01-16/iskcon%E2%80%99s_eco-valley_project_copenhagen_climate_summit (Sun, 22 Aug 2010 15:09:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://web.ukonline.co.uk/n.paradoxa/links.htm (Sun, 22 Aug 2010 13:52:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://womenandtechnology.eu/digitalcity/entity/entityMainPage.jsp?dom=AAABECDQ&prt=AAABDUAV&egd=AAAAQPCV (Sun, 22 Aug 2010 13:47:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth robbyn has us doing a wandering muse project--making a gift for a living artist in another part of the world. i'll be going to hungary in november, and i'm looking for a hungarian artist i could meet while i'm there. any recommendations? (Sun, 22 Aug 2010 13:41:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth oh, god of second chances, here i am again... (Sun, 22 Aug 2010 04:46:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth starting with over... (Sat, 21 Aug 2010 18:08:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth finishing what i started and cleaning up my energies...readying for what comes next. next? (Sat, 21 Aug 2010 06:21:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth tomorrow
ends the art camp experience. closing the door on my time at sun
gallery. for those of you closer to hayward, christine will be looking
for on-call art teachers to lead gallery tours with a studio art experience
and saturday art for familes events. the gigs are sporadic, but pay $25/hour. please send her your resumes... (Fri, 20 Aug 2010 02:37:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth morning edges the colors open. blue green become yourself surroundings, vaulted ceiling, long metal beams--traffic is a kind of ocean. i listen beyond it to the image of the bay. glinting sunlight, layered fog. this morning i drive, paint, put away, fetch my child for some assistance. life goes on and on and on. (Thu, 19 Aug 2010 13:25:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth calling all transformative artists who would like to make a guest appearance in the black hut camp experience at sun--11ish students, ages 6-16, thursday is our day to turn the kids on to your offerings. let me know if you're able to swing by. 9-3. 1051 E street, hawyard. if i know you're coming, i'll let you in. (925) 209-3908. (Tue, 17 Aug 2010 23:25:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth breathe, just breathe (Tue, 17 Aug 2010 13:43:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth romantic
notions of peaches and herb songs take their swan dive. create,
destroy, create, destroy, create, destroy is the rhythm of life which
keeps going on and on and on and on and on. i make the bold xs across the calendar. how is it that the here and now continues to feel, for me, so strangely far away? (Tue, 17 Aug 2010 06:30:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth delightful renditions of fever, don't fence me in and my doctor told me by ms. red poppy--a knock out on the stage. then, the big screen sing along to bohemian rhapsody inspired the neighbors...to request a silent vigil. we plan solid gold dancer auditions for yum-me 3. get your outfits ready! (Mon, 16 Aug 2010 06:29:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth yum-me s'more starts at 6pm with goodnight kisses offered at 10pm. you're invited. we're sharing dinner yums, youtube favorites on the indoor drive-in movie screen, singing in harmony? and doing what comes naturally in the art supply closet...join us? (Mon, 16 Aug 2010 00:15:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth considering my options... (Sun, 15 Aug 2010 14:15:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://www.artforlife.org/ (Sun, 15 Aug 2010 14:15:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth living life for the story value and laughter--tonight there is much of it. perhaps become yourself will morph into YUM ME G.A.P.S.? we make plans for the yum me dance crew auditions and dream the womanfire series of events to kick off at the end of september. the black hut considers adding dominatricks to the empower yourself menu of offerings. we giggle gleefully... (Fri, 13 Aug 2010 04:28:14 GMT)

ElizaBeth today i found my inner truck driver and let her out. we edge toward the end of summer camp at sun...begin to wonder what is next??? (Wed, 11 Aug 2010 04:23:46 GMT)

ElizaBeth what's next? spinning and grounding and breathing and listmaking and digging one's self out of one's own piles of excess. i return to this ground and sit still for a minute... (Tue, 10 Aug 2010 12:10:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth when this is true, it will be very, very good... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bp2Z0fgq96c (Mon, 09 Aug 2010 02:18:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth showing up as the black hut in the mobile studio at the invitation of Maria Haswell and Spread Kindness. bringing transformative art in the form of prayer flags to the Pittsburgh Family Center today--1-3ish. http://www.spreadkindness.org/ (Sat, 07 Aug 2010 18:01:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth friday.kids fly to mexico with their father. i have a tinge of
something tired settling down in my bones. i be here,
now, home at BECOME YOURSELF from summer camp at Sun. i continue to do the work of letting go of what is gone... (Fri, 06 Aug 2010 23:07:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth already up, barting to retrieve car at ashby, unloading ching bounty--their starter kit of offerings for the Black Hut and BECOME YOURSELF--now to summer camp at sun, then margaret in half moon bay--this day flowers like the lotus with whole lifetimes of unfolding offerings. (Thu, 05 Aug 2010 14:36:56 GMT)

ElizaBeth early morning BART excursions... (Thu, 05 Aug 2010 12:31:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth Life goes on... (Wed, 04 Aug 2010 03:58:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth the good kind of perfect tired... (Tue, 03 Aug 2010 05:28:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth breaking In the drive in movie experience with aj and zoey--we are all spirited away! (Mon, 02 Aug 2010 04:32:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth in the bliss of the morning after... (Sun, 01 Aug 2010 16:04:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth raw... (Fri, 30 Jul 2010 04:11:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth flowing ever onward...today we drop in to a flawless and beautiful teaching dance. stunningly wonderful... (Thu, 29 Jul 2010 00:36:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth BECOME YOURSELF opening circle is this saturday night, 6 to midnight with an initiatory performance on the stage scheduled for 8:30 pm. you are invited... (Wed, 28 Jul 2010 01:55:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth aj shuts the book. we share his meltdown. "mom, the last three books we had to read for school are racist toward black people." today we cry together. tomorrow we begin turning tears into rage in action. mama bear is activated in this white girl from kansas. (Tue, 27 Jul 2010 02:42:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth american woman... (Mon, 26 Jul 2010 12:27:34 GMT)

ElizaBeth in and out of REAL life--kids and i laugh and play through the shared dream of sister visits--tomorrow the black hut continues to infuse sun gallery with transformative art camp for children of all ages--and i attend a student council meeting--and come home to plan the grand opening for BECOME YOURSELF. how many lives is it possible to spin simultaneously? (Mon, 19 Jul 2010 06:42:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth last night together for awhile--we laugh and dream and be in the moment of this trip... (Sun, 18 Jul 2010 05:10:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth we are family. I got all my sisters with me.... (Fri, 16 Jul 2010 11:56:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth in a room overflowing with laughter, the trio of us share stories and joy with our babies. (:-4 is love. (Fri, 16 Jul 2010 05:36:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth sleep on, sisters. I go home to become myself. sun comes up again in the morning... (Thu, 15 Jul 2010 05:51:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth OPEN CALL for bay area children's book illustrators--i may be curating a february exhibition. let me know about your work? your books? (Wed, 14 Jul 2010 00:38:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth standing up for transformative art approaches to arts education...what are the words you use to describe what you do? (Wed, 14 Jul 2010 00:23:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth the art of offerings and learning to balance the real costs of working for others... (Tue, 13 Jul 2010 05:40:46 GMT)

ElizaBeth we leave the ceremony grateful to be alive and with each other. we are too late to get to bb, so we go to the movies instead. (Sun, 11 Jul 2010 20:49:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth names in the sand at baker beach. honored to attend. heading out with chickens in celebration for what has been survived. (Sun, 11 Jul 2010 12:55:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth kids are in front of their respective books, here, in the living room of BECOME YOURSELF. we do the comfortable lounging performance--zoey nests in the hammock and aj claims the green couch. together this is and we are HOME. (Sun, 11 Jul 2010 04:20:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up in jingletown. free family art day at sun gallery in hayward. aj and zoey and i will be hosting, 1-3pm. join us? you are invited. come. play. make. (Sat, 10 Jul 2010 17:20:18 GMT)

ElizaBeth e x h a u s t e d and groundng back in jingletown with my chickens on the green couch. increasingly difficult to hold the opposites of my former and present lives. must do something to ground in the here and now. am regularly spinning out these days. (Sat, 10 Jul 2010 06:02:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth parade finale friday--we wrap up the first of these six weeks of summer camp. kids plan to come to jingletown with me for the weekend. oh what fun it is to ride as we jingle all the way.... the songs that go with summer camp experiences play...differently...for one's own tweenagers... (Fri, 09 Jul 2010 14:28:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth evan almighty with my chickens again--how do we change the world? one random act of kindness at a time... (Fri, 09 Jul 2010 06:23:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth leArning to resurrect myself... (Thu, 08 Jul 2010 14:22:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth learning and growing and making and playing and remembering and lightening the f**k up... (Thu, 08 Jul 2010 06:01:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth day 2: we build forts and teepees and palaces, make dreamcatchers, jewelry, a group monster sculpture, the base for a mural, a village, an economy where you pay for things with the art you make and painted shell magnets. (Wed, 07 Jul 2010 01:39:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth first day of art camp at sun gallery - sharing rated g versions of the black hut playdates with kids turns out to be a funforall! (Tue, 06 Jul 2010 00:59:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth she recently decided to drop thE y I gave her. keeping my lil independEnT woman whole requires some letting go of the (wh)y... (Tue, 06 Jul 2010 00:46:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth rtsp://v3.cache6.c.youtube.com/CjYLENy73wIaLQlHwjboyzC8ZBMYESARFEIJbXYtZ29vZ2xlSARSBWluZGV4YPanhL6mpeGYTAw=/0/0/0/video.3gp17856151363 (Mon, 05 Jul 2010 07:25:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth rtsp://v4.cache5.c.youtube.com/CjYLENy73wIaLQlQwhaNY7S0eBMYESARFEIJbXYtZ29vZ2xlSARSBWluZGV4YPanhL6mpeGYTAw=/0/0/0/video.3gp17856151363 (Mon, 05 Jul 2010 07:20:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth rtsp://v7.cache7.c.youtube.com/CjYLENy73wIaLQlctsDnLP8NsBMYESARFEIJbXYtZ29vZ2xlSARSBWluZGV4YPanhL6mpeGYTAw=/0/0/0/video.3gp (Mon, 05 Jul 2010 07:13:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth let freedom ring, let the white dove sing... (Mon, 05 Jul 2010 07:08:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth I n d e p e n d e n c e day. (Sun, 04 Jul 2010 07:30:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth sifting and sorting and stacking and stilling the rush and blur of all that has been won and lost in the game of my life of late... (Sat, 03 Jul 2010 19:26:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth blissed out for my father's favorite holiday. holding on to what i can make from the paper i create and the power of memory. riding out the rumors of riot. what media does to fan the flames of riteous anger...it is something to be alive and well in the unfolding moments of this day... (Sat, 03 Jul 2010 00:57:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth f r e e to begin again, again. we write the curriculum for summer camp, celebrate the end of what is over, and ready for the dawning of a new day. next time, i'll do hair and makeup--or not... (Fri, 02 Jul 2010 00:18:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth starting again again, properly celebrating the moment...and so grAteful for the witness and accompaniement (Thu, 01 Jul 2010 06:26:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth thesis review complete. laptop vanished but the sound of dress and laughter is all that rings still in my ears. grounding with my children to celebrate. (Wed, 30 Jun 2010 22:58:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth full of ideas i am not going to manifest for tomorrow's eventuality. it is something to come to the beginning of the end of a thing.... i come back to this place and consider the beginnings of my endings... (Wed, 30 Jun 2010 06:29:46 GMT)

ElizaBeth we laughed in the black box--dancing in the energy for tomorrow. now, aj's at athenian getting his work out and zoey and i are drawing on the giant sketch book. she recites, verbatim, cat williams comedy routines. aj reads his teacher's glowing comments from his grade reports. the pendulum between them gives me whiplash... (Wed, 30 Jun 2010 01:01:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth my children are tucked under their covers--sleeping here in my little room. i wake early, watch them. we have laughed and i have shusshed them--today we have a whole landscape of possibilities unfolding. they may be the first to see the dress as a complete ensemble--or they may be over it, even before we start, and insist on something more kid style...we'll see... (Tue, 29 Jun 2010 15:21:32 GMT)

ElizaBeth all the component parts of the dress are assembled and stored in the gallery at BECOME YOURSELF. now i'm collecting my chickens, depositing the financial aid check that has arrived (thank god). kids will spend the night in the hammocks, i suppose--and tonight we'll see how the cats and chickens get along... (Tue, 29 Jun 2010 01:40:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth grand opening, housewarming, home coming for BECOME YOURSELF Gallery and Performance space is scheduled for July 24. bring some part of you that wants to live here with us if you intend to make and play in this grand unfolding... (Mon, 28 Jun 2010 05:11:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth reading it again to ready for wednesday's review--from the thesis: In that class I became the weaver, the spider woman, the web mistress and my stories of my art and what it does and why I do it became all about the connections and interconnections of the life made possible in the intersections of interconnectedness. (Mon, 28 Jun 2010 03:38:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth sent my love with friends who paraded for pride. walked our little corner of the universe, found web stuff, made dream catcher, hung the hammocks--now i stay in and float above the ruckus to dream of dresses and sounds and stories anew... (Sun, 27 Jun 2010 20:50:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth considering the places where i let myself feel apart of and apart from...very interesting ways i bar in my freedom...what about fear keeps me safe? what about weakness makes me strong? what about regret keeps me stuck? (Sun, 27 Jun 2010 15:37:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth i am soooooooooo excited about the dress of a trillion words. we've torn and folded and twirled and taped and constructed and woven and soon we will amass the structure of the sculpture and see what we've got. i love that i lived every moment, wrote every word and found a collaborator who makes these crazy things i dream up work... (Sun, 27 Jun 2010 02:06:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth it is now the dress of a trillion words, dubbed by my collaborator. today we twirl the pages into straws and see if they will whistle.... trying to finish.... racing to the line... (Sat, 26 Jun 2010 16:14:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth i wake. collect materials to finish the final dress for thesis review performance. i imagine the sound sculpture of sweeping the long train of it up the loading dock, flapping it up the red burnt staircase, flowing it down the rivers of bumps and grooves in the hallway itself, turning it carefully, into the s1 miracle of clean studio...can't wait to hear if what i hear is what i'll hear inside the thing... (Fri, 25 Jun 2010 13:29:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth the dress is beautiful. i might not be able to burn it. we'll see.... tomorrow we finish it? maybe? much faster than i thought it would be...the construction. the black hut turns into costume shop? this collaboration is *definitely* improving the quality of my work.... raven's elegant soulutions... (Fri, 25 Jun 2010 05:03:25 GMT)

ElizaBeth making drafts of the dress i will make from all the pages i wrote from my blogs and blooks of the hallway. will wear it in to the 30th--when i present my work for the committee. then burn it in calcinatio. the black hut *may* offer our own guided tour of alchemy--anyone want to play? (Thu, 24 Jun 2010 16:43:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth we decide the new space is called BECOME YOURSELF Gallery and Performance Space--BECOME YOURSELF G.P.S.--BY GPS--there will be mapping and coordinates...with gratitude to the Black Hut for fertile soul incubation...we make the tree, dream the offerings, plan the grand opening for July... (Wed, 23 Jun 2010 18:10:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth just home from a day with the chickens--a pizza picnic in the park--swingset races as to who could make their chain bounce first--fascinating facts about the 50 states as we popcorned across the country each child showing off their education in eager ways. my favorite moment--top down with zoz singing california girls--the rap version, not the beach boys... (Wed, 23 Jun 2010 07:23:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth free your mind and the rest will follow--it's my day with the kids and aj's up, already corresponding. i am so excited to see them on this first full day of summer. my mom was always good for teaching me to make a memory--and that way things lasted beyond the space and time they occupied--today my chickens and i will make memories... (Tue, 22 Jun 2010 14:50:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth to sleep, perchance to dream...solstice dreams...come in and true... (Tue, 22 Jun 2010 08:31:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth solstice circle...c'mon baby, light YOUR fire... (Tue, 22 Jun 2010 02:39:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth on this day of summer solstice... (Mon, 21 Jun 2010 12:54:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth happy father's day to all the gorgeous men who ever collaborated with a woman to make a child. this is an extraordinary offering and through it, them, the children, all the worlds continue to be born anew. love and all its offerings make for something luscious to celebrate. i think of my beloved and call, make mention, remember... (Sun, 20 Jun 2010 22:45:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth gorgeous human beings become themselves in ceremony. i wake, see catherine's vision of the tree performance event to work on this year. life unfolds. (Sat, 19 Jun 2010 15:42:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth extraordinary day of student council retreat and unfolding possibilities between all the branches of JFKU--great people with deep commitments to service, community, students and each other. now, i find my way to print the thesis for the tucking gently in to boxes of mentors and ready to celebrate the accomplishments of my colleagues. (Fri, 18 Jun 2010 23:39:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth awake. celebrating the end of this semester and year and JFKU journey in the hogwarts hallway of the very best school for transformative magic i've found in the entire world. congrats to all who are transitioning in tonight's ceremony. you are brave and loved and wholly gorgeous beings and it has been such a joy to travel with you for awhile... (Fri, 18 Jun 2010 14:21:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth ta da! everything's all turned in just in time for tomorrow's student council meeting. can i stay on council if i finish this summer??? i think, dear bethany, i'll have to pass the baton... (Fri, 18 Jun 2010 09:47:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth finishing. thesis. today. finishing final from yesterday. today. finishing bg check/fingerprinting today. today. (Thu, 17 Jun 2010 15:30:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth the boy is safely delivered to bb practice. the girl is in the comfy chair at the end of the border's row reading the diary of a wimpy kid. i am here, in the corner, considering my pair of dimes--tomorrow is the end of this mind...walk and i am finalizing the final... (Wed, 16 Jun 2010 03:20:22 GMT)

ElizaBeth kids convince me to take them to the mall. they disappear with money they earned doing chores this week and leave me on the granite base beneath this steel sculpture. it is a strange kind of culture shock. i've been so insulated in my new community at ford street studios. the suburbs are fast becoming an interesting "trip"...i have nostalgia, patience, kindness toward them somehow now that i no longer feel trapped. (Tue, 15 Jun 2010 20:29:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth today: kids, tomorrow: final in paradigms, thursday: finish thesis, friday: turn in thesis...attend the graduation event for beloved colleagues...register for final b and lisa kokin's bookmaking class and a final mentorship to design the kind of contemporary art history class i need to create in outsider art as healing...i'm making a list of the last things before this degree completes itself. (Tue, 15 Jun 2010 14:24:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth thank you so much to all who made it by open studios. we learned sooooo much. soon we will dream the calendar for upcoming theme based exhibitions, performances, anthologies and other collaborative co-creations. we intend this space as a gathering place for our tribe of makers. we have built it--and now you come! just like in the movies! (Mon, 14 Jun 2010 13:11:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth sooooooooo tired. we lived a lifetime in this day. sold four pieces! created a mailing list. end of life for the frayed computer cord. a story that marks the beginning of connections to come...we are alive, it is happening, we are doing it.
amazing connections coming together at sun gallery, too. a miracle of the every day variety. we move through the yes of this expansion... (Sun, 13 Jun 2010 02:46:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth readying for weekend 2 of open studios. hanging signs, pricing artwork, opening the door from 11-12:30 or so and then again from 3:30ish-6. in the inbetween time i'll be teaching FREE FAMILY ART DAY at Sun Gallery in Hayward from 1-3, then gliding back to open the open studio again in Jingletown. come? play? make? you're invited... (Sat, 12 Jun 2010 15:03:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth i can love (you) courageously, relentlessly--inspired by d'bi young--rebranching--i am rebranching. i have a term. this is a beautiful thing to know the name of.... (Sat, 12 Jun 2010 08:19:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth i write this to my friend, realize the wisdom that comes through is for me, too: your love is waiting for all things to be clean and clear
for you to be settled in your own and perfect happiness
for joy to bubble up and out from every pore

and then he will come to break it all open again with love.... (Fri, 11 Jun 2010 22:01:45 GMT)

ElizaBeth surprise day free for sifting and sorting and moving all the way in. student council retreat is the 18th! so happy to have this blank slate of day to putz in. will price the art for this weekend's open studios and find places for the things i've stacked up in the shared art supply space. this dream is taking shape--the shape of things to come! (Fri, 11 Jun 2010 13:49:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth joined
the zoz and friends for a last day of 6th grade party and got her surprised "i think my friends like
you" aha that made us laugh. then she wanted to walk around blackhawk plaza where
lots of other girls from school were--who turned away from her or acted like they
didn't see her when we encounterd them. she tells me, "people have a right to act like
assholes, mom". (Fri, 11 Jun 2010 06:45:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth karen at 10:30, checking into expressive arts therapy certificate, seeing if i can glean how to best represent berkeley campus in the student council "retreat" friday, then celebrating zoey's last day of 6th grade. she tells me girls her age are stupid. we toast our fizzy izzes and she tells me about the two guy friends she's keeping. she asks me when i'll consider just dropping her off at the movies...??? (Thu, 10 Jun 2010 14:41:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth whatever gets you through the night, it's alright, it's alright... (Thu, 10 Jun 2010 09:32:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth webbing and weaving my myth toward finishing with this particular pair of dimes after a day in the black hut making pie and planting bonsai, tripping through the past fantastic and securing yet another opportunity for teaching through sun gallery in hayward. when the chi flows it flows--all life is lived for these flowing moments. (Wed, 09 Jun 2010 23:02:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth the phone is found but the number display is no longer showing itself in a visible way--which means i can not see names or numbers. call or write with yours? and i will start an old fashioned address book where i alphabetize and hand write your info? *this* is an extraordinary way to ground in the real...
good morning. (Wed, 09 Jun 2010 14:29:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth the phone is found! next to the silver rooster that houses my soul. i unpack the bones, hang the invisibility cloak, weave the web as story and realize it can do double time as my myth for paradigms tomorrow. it is stunningly beautiful the way every little thing falls perfectly into place. bought bras with zoz and dropped aj at bb practice after climbing to the summit of mt. diablo. i can see clearly now... (Wed, 09 Jun 2010 09:47:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth follow only beauty and obey only love.
-kahil gilbran (Wed, 09 Jun 2010 07:22:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth When a great ship is in harbor and moored, it is safe, there can be no doubt. But … that is not what great ships are built for.
…This comes with much love and prayer that you remember who you came from, and why you came to this beautiful, needful Earth,
Clarissa Pinkola Estés (Tue, 08 Jun 2010 14:00:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth moved out of hunter's point today--deciding to consolidate living and working in the same jingletown dreamspace. i pull the last cart full of everything and break open the ceramic hearts. good thing the mosaic institute is at the corner. i will glue myself back together into something that sparkles in the dark. i have, it seems, for now, found my way home. (Tue, 08 Jun 2010 04:02:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth the black hut: this
weekend we're offering readings and play space amid a gallery of
transformative art i've collected over the years. the art is for sale!
to raise money to transform the new intentionally collaborative
gallery/performance space yet to be named--ford street studios,
#21--we're open 11-6. come. play. make. leave with art! (Sat, 05 Jun 2010 02:04:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth the boy has graduated. i weave a dreamcatcher web from the athenian sticks and found string from the second row. i drip, the entire proceedings. shawna sings "let it be", the closing chorus sings "listen to your heart", and graceful and heartfelt truths speak themselves from the podium. i visit the framed paper bag with the original sketch of dyke brown brilliance and think of all that comes from doodling ideas. (Fri, 04 Jun 2010 19:04:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth aj
graduates 8th grade tomorrow morning. catherine and i walk the
perimeter of our new intentional collaborative space holding candles
and ringing bells and dancing and dreaming in the energies of all we
imagine. open studios this weekend, 11-6 saturday and sunday. we feature The Black Hut and sell off my art collection in this first weekend. come for readings and fun...and buy something off the walls... (Fri, 04 Jun 2010 07:07:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth thesis: I birthe it & I bury it.

I am it’s mother at both ends.

I give it back to the mystery from which it comes.

I honor & respect the darkness—the unknowability and ineffable nature of the deepest mysteries.

I continue, in this continuum, doing my piece with the pieces left for me. (Wed, 02 Jun 2010 08:00:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth thesis: I believe art
to be an essential part of the human experience & that expression,
sharing the stories,music,colors,creations of the other, is the
deepest, most revealing way to glimpse another’s humanity. I believe this
work to be the sacred soul of an individual made manifest & that it
must be seen, encouraged, witnessed in order to keep a human whole, free & in touch with their own
wisdom & ways of knowing. (Wed, 02 Jun 2010 07:21:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth home. (Wed, 02 Jun 2010 06:32:56 GMT)

ElizaBeth first night alone in the new place, i wake alive in the rightness of time and place. i wake in the exact moment and everything orders itself--almost exactly like the clean up scene in cinderella--where all of the everything combines to make the putting together of my room under the stairs effortless. the surge of energy from moving the stuck chi of me is transforming *all* of my relationships. (Wed, 02 Jun 2010 01:09:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth up and down the lucky aisles late tonight i keep forgetting what
i'm there for. i buy things i don't need with money i don't have. i remember when i was last single, and my lover would disappear back into a real life without me, i'd always go to a movie. i needed the the public dreamspace in the dark to move back into my
aloneness. i wonder what ritual will work for these strange nights after kids weekends... (Tue, 01 Jun 2010 06:53:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth a day for honoring the dead who are alive and always working with us, for us, on the other side of every veil. in a trio of snoring stillness, i wake early, watch this new space fill with light. it is as magical as any blank canvas. we breathe in the new possibilities and give thanks, here on this elegua monday, for getting to this here and now moment of becoming real... (Mon, 31 May 2010 13:27:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth aj takes out his braids, fluffs his fro and readies for dreds on tuesday. zoey carries up the futony things--the trio of us will be the first to sleep in the new loft space--and we're dreaming in the gallery, performance space and poetry and art experiences that will bring the world alive in new conglomerations of creative family for all of us. it is a dream. we poke each other to prove we are awake and dreaming! (Mon, 31 May 2010 04:37:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth thesis advisor says these things in bold and underline: How very coyote of the universe to make you wait to hear me say:
YES! You've got it.
It's wonderful, fluid, beautiful, splendid.
It's a manifesto, it's you.
I love it.
WOW!
I rejoice with the boy child and read it aloud to him. we are both graduating from middle school it seems! (Sun, 30 May 2010 17:53:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth zoey talks to me in her sleep and aj wakes, orders pop tarts and falls back asleep before they can be delivered. we are here on hotel tomoe--a gorgeous unfolding of life on the water sans smoke--but wasn't it lovely learning to play guitar to that song... (Sun, 30 May 2010 15:27:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth back on board--kids vote to spend a last night on the boat. surprise knot lessons with the captain after playing cards at the new digs w/catherine and lisa and laughing and running and discovering their own spaces in the place of the place.... we all start over with a deep sense of well being. every beautiful thing feels possible again. (Sun, 30 May 2010 07:33:50 GMT)

ElizaBeth two
brand new spotted babies dance down the hill with their
mother deer--a band of maurauding turkeys show their feathered fans--there is an
encounter with the sacred going on right here on this bourne lane
porch--i watch mezmerized for all the gorgeous beauty that lives,
alive, as its stunning self on this good morning (Sat, 29 May 2010 16:44:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking and packing and moving and dueling computers across the breakfast table from my son the star while daughter still snores in the dreams. turkeys come to fan their hellos and goodbyes--rightup to the door thatlooks out on the hill that made all the magic of the living earth known to me... (Sat, 29 May 2010 16:40:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth catherine signs the lease, vida gives us keys, we are dancing, arms open wide to the vaulted sky. need hammock, trapese and swings... we move in this weekend and invite you all to open studios next weekend. planning a pot luck sunday poetry brunch on-goingly...and what else can you imagine???? (Fri, 28 May 2010 21:48:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth girlfriends send me poetry today--and i return to bethany's gift of "how to survive the loss of a love" read this: the garden loves the rain/and yes, this is love/but the love i want for you/the love i want to give you/is the love/the rain/gives/the garden./ loving is giving freedom. Peter McWilliams is the poet that worked with the medical professionals to bring this book alive... (Fri, 28 May 2010 16:31:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth art history final complete. the last of the las positas community college nights. aj is a jet and a jet all the way tonight in athenian's 8th grade play--and next week is all graduation festivities for him. zoz and i will put this 6th grade experience to bed by dancing, arms open to a wide sky, in the new jingletown digs! keys today. we begin the moving of in... (Fri, 28 May 2010 14:40:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth under the full moon i dreamt away the past. seeing all the bits and pieces of a new world--swirling itself together in mosaic mystery--glinting bits of shimmer off the moonlit water--gentle rocking of sweet waves. i wake to notice dreams dreaming themselves alive... (Fri, 28 May 2010 14:34:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth wailing inside my boat, rain falls on the water and i am rocked by my mother, the ocean. behind closed eyes, i see a slideshow of all i am crying about... i think wailing walls *do something* for the uncleanupable oil spills of this world. through the miracle of accidental technology Coleman Barks reads Rumi to me. it is so delicious-so exquisite-i start crying for the sheer joy of pure beauty... (Thu, 27 May 2010 16:13:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth pulling out the weeds of self-hatred, and taking back the fertilizer of passive aggressivity, and chopping down the tree of martyrdom--i look to the rain on the water, i feel the wet new cleansing start of love, i pray for the do-over to the god of second chances and i feel like i am coming out of and into a new dream...as always, i row, row, row my boat... (Thu, 27 May 2010 15:30:32 GMT)

ElizaBeth w/kids last night laughing, playing cards, doing homework. put them to sleep by reading my thesis out loud. too late to get back to the boat, i fell asleep on the red couch, thinking i wrote a thing that makes sense to me about the long strange trip i've been on. it will likely take a few more drafts to be able to translate for others--but for *me* it connected...to interconnection and the moment of now... (Wed, 26 May 2010 19:42:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth back
on the boat...but headed to jingletown in june. i am surprised by the
rapid manifestation of the dreamed of loft space and performance venue.
wu wei works?!! life keeps surprising me with these twists and turns
toward dreams destroyed and dreams come true. what an extraordinary
ride... (Mon, 24 May 2010 06:03:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth we tell stories, share tears of joyful remembrances, laugh in the art of the moment, stack rocks in prayer, empty the offerings for the gods, wash the dishes and prepare to re-enter the world's world. love, first and otherwise, is worth doing... (Sun, 23 May 2010 20:07:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth we have videos of the rain, the fountain, th colors in the garden, the way the rain shrunk the plants and the way the snails clustered in families. groezinger banjo player makes excellent wine recommendations and shows us his very own stolen jerry garcia toilet seat--a prize in his dead collection. stories reverberate. we have celebrated life... (Sun, 23 May 2010 13:16:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth in the wine country with my first love laughing 'til we pee... (Sat, 22 May 2010 17:53:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth morning has broken...like the first morning... (Fri, 21 May 2010 13:15:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth the wide spin of my reverberating driving web took me from emeryville to west oakland to san francisco (mission dist.) to hunter's point to 280-101-92 through hayward, castro valley, san ramon, danville, livermore for the last (before the final) art history class of the las positas variety--then home to hug children and back to the boat to dream. i must learn to sit still. (Fri, 21 May 2010 06:05:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth 44 (Fri, 21 May 2010 02:28:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth sheroically self indulgent for this gorgeous day of celebration--i am alive, being rocked to sleep on a dream, in love with this self i am finally allowing to be. still a firehose, maybe, but calming down into integration and making changes that reflect an accurate mirror of me being me. unplugged, eric clapton sings to me about seeing his baby in heaven... (Thu, 20 May 2010 05:05:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth ta da. (Wed, 19 May 2010 21:43:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth i found the...piece of paper. i can begin the first five questions. i have my pair of dimes at the altar of the pleasant hill computer lab mac. it is a beautiful machine. (Wed, 19 May 2010 19:23:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth joy has its own momentum...i camp out in the morphic field of my pair of dimes and write the mid-term. the student lounge in pleasant hill is...unpleasant. we know so much about healing environments--and then we institutionalize them and make them kinds of...unpleasant? spaces? to be held in? why? (Wed, 19 May 2010 16:36:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth next to my baby girl--dueling computers--she's on our world. the boy child is iphoning--some kind of game. we are in the same room--all of us. we are here, together, in the same room. (Wed, 19 May 2010 05:23:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth if all we ever are is a network of conversations, and transforming the self is a transformation of conversations, what conversation shall we start now? (Tue, 18 May 2010 12:02:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth present (Mon, 17 May 2010 13:40:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth in love with great friends and honesty...it does so much to bow out fear and pretense...so happy for the techplanet reunion. what gorgeous human beings we hired to play with... (Mon, 17 May 2010 05:49:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth we are departing for muir woods now--and doing ceremony at a bonfire in emeryville marina at some point this evening. if you have something to get rid of and something to bring in, please feel free to join us in body or spirit. (925) 209-3908. we won't know what time we're starting until we begin... (Sat, 15 May 2010 19:43:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth finally getting present to the impact and payoffs of what runs my story...very humbling ammends to make.... (Sat, 15 May 2010 13:45:14 GMT)

ElizaBeth tonight, with friends who dare to tell the truth, we kill both the victim and the martyr--and then we celebrate what is left to grow empowered... (Sat, 15 May 2010 02:02:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up in a puppy pile of good friends too in love with telling stories and seeing each other to part ways even in the night. we hold hands in a line of one another, spill what has motivated us to gather and wake up to the together morning of this new day. (Fri, 14 May 2010 13:54:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth tonight is new moon--great for planting new intentions. we gather and howl at it--and celebrate the over nature of what is done. we get on with the new digging in the dark smell of deep earth and plant what will live and grow and bloom and bear fruit in its season.... (Fri, 14 May 2010 01:21:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth integral vs. holism with an overview of spiral dynamics and all the colored memes--language has not caught up with these concepts. if eel we are sticking the pins in the living thing with words that don't work--keeping the thing alive in mystery--this is my nirguna brahman--my void. i leave the mind f*ck of paradigms and head to james' play at dvc... (Thu, 13 May 2010 02:14:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth moving a decade's worth of books i made & wrote about the every day in the morning. about how much i love them, what they were thinking and doing and smiling about + my angst over being and becoming and doing something in the world as an artist. for a long time i thought i was making a library out of these wordhouses i construct from recycled junk mail and kids' drawings and capri sun boxes. now? i'm not so sure... (Wed, 12 May 2010 14:25:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth to sleep, perchance to dream... (Wed, 12 May 2010 06:19:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth aj gets in the car with his guitar, zoey plays me a song she found as a sountrack for the moment. techplaneteers are gathering and the air is full of wide open possibility and get on with it grounded energy, flowering, in the black hut. slowly i move in to the hunter's point studio and start making. in between all this i feel my way in the dark--how to be myself--real, alive, and finding my sea legs... (Tue, 11 May 2010 23:41:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth kissed the chickens, taught, heard confession from the overwhelmed and under paid teacher--who admitted hating her students--whispering it even--for the power of the absolute truth of it. and i wanted to take her to a special studio where she could exorcise this emotional state and find her way back to restored, whole, love--the place where she must have started--wide eyed and ready to change the world. (Tue, 11 May 2010 05:56:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth teaching at sun gallery today--a transformative art approach to the wild, wild west show they have up in the gallery. some incredible ink, brush, paper horses--offering a chance to make thunderous sounds of a wild band of hooves moving across the landscape of the carpeted floor. we listen to the sound of our looking--we record the gesture of what we love about what we love... (Mon, 10 May 2010 15:02:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth today, zoey selects a deck of tarot cards from the box in my studio. comes to me while i sift and sort what's left to pack at her father's house. "mom, will you teach me how to read the cards?" 20 years after they teach me, i sit with my daughter and share the beginning of a path less traveled.... (Mon, 10 May 2010 06:17:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth we spent the night telling jokes and stories, playing cards, listening to each other's music. the girl child stuck her head out of the "skylight" on the boat and declared how beautiful all the world at sea becomes. the boy says he's going to get one of these when he grows up. i look at them in awe--these gorgeous creatures--(they're sleeping...when they're awake now, they're too obnoxious to beam and glow at...) (Sun, 09 May 2010 13:39:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth kids on the boat adventure begins...a mother's day present to us all? (Sat, 08 May 2010 22:12:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth free saturday art day for families at sun gallery in hayward--aj, zoey and i are hosting in the community studio. we're here 1-3pm, 1015 E street in Hayward. we've got the tables set with stuff to make mother's day cards and gifts. join us? you're invited... (Sat, 08 May 2010 19:42:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth watching the morning make itself--the colors of the water are surreal. a magnificent indescribable hue of mystery shimmering itself awake. the clanking of the metal things against the masts of the boats, the lapping of the water against the hull, the loch ness monster creatures that flutter their closeness in percussive beats--this living on the water thing is a deep well of unutterable language... (Thu, 06 May 2010 13:42:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth off to sun to teach! transformative art! 9:30 am! in the wild, wild west show where dr. wyn is showing these incredible blends of eastern and native american medicine--his work--the most like art and healing work--made by a chinese medical doctor integrating the symbols of native american healing--this work is selling! good news for those of us that do this sort of thing, i think... (Wed, 05 May 2010 15:16:25 GMT)

ElizaBeth i missed the window for leaving--am exhausted and here, again, on the red couch. i teach at sun, 9:30 am. the sun thing is shining--i'm on the agenda for the board of director's meeting 5/18--pitching, pitching, pitching transformative art and maskmaking.... (Wed, 05 May 2010 05:41:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth third night on the boat. all is well. am meeting to pitch new ideas for transformative arts teaching in hayward through sun gallery. black hut shifts to in body beautiful projects. life is alive. i am grateful for the ebb and flow of every tide and sunset. mornings are spectacular--watching them make themselves. i wax poetic and pluck what is dark from my chinny chin chin. (Tue, 04 May 2010 18:04:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth first night on the boat... (Sun, 02 May 2010 01:34:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth today we got off the black dragon we summoned when we created a performance piece--quan yin rides the dragon--which we'd been living inside for almost a year. today we let the dragon go, thanked it for coming, wished it well and invoked a gentle journey for ourselves. gentle journey. gentle transition. gentle. gentle. (Sat, 01 May 2010 07:37:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth when the moooooon is in the seventh house... (Wed, 28 Apr 2010 06:24:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth incredible and perfect day--invited to be an on-going part of the "free your mind" program at The Center in the city--working with gay/trans/homeless youth, 18-24--loved and embraced by each participant--told there is no buget, but if we can raise the money to pay ourselves, they love us and would have us back all the time. now...to raise the money... (Tue, 27 Apr 2010 05:58:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth it's almost full again--the moon and my hard drive--amazing masks were made this weekend. i'm the tired kind of good exhausted from a weekend t.a.ing with the chings. kaleo gave me a new name...bess. whaddya think? (Mon, 26 Apr 2010 05:35:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth d i s c e r n m e n t is a worthy path - k. sjoholm, 2010 (Fri, 23 Apr 2010 15:16:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth preparing for the beach...sold the ring back to the guy we bought it from...we both laughed at how i complete these cycles of symbols. wearing the wedding dress to the beach tomorrow--intending to leave it there, rebirth myself in the ocean beach ocean and come clean into the next incarnation--happy earth day--happy elizabeth rebirth day (thank you, for the line, christina). (Thu, 22 Apr 2010 05:37:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth as a performance artist, it's such a good thing to have all this personal angst as material.... perhaps, in my next incarnation, i will determine the thin life between art and line? ooooooh, the things i do to have something to blahg about... (Wed, 21 Apr 2010 18:35:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth the call and response universe calls and responds... (Tue, 20 Apr 2010 03:32:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth life. (Sat, 17 Apr 2010 16:18:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth creating only that which needs to be created: clarity, clearing, emptying of story, the quiet arrival of the one moment where everything is possible and the one thing arising from that presenting moment is allowed its seizure of desire: from st. exupery's the little prince, "the seed sleeps deep in the heart of the earth's darkness until it is seized with the desire to awaken". (Fri, 16 Apr 2010 14:17:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth clear, conscious creation--no drama detours... (Thu, 15 Apr 2010 17:38:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth i need help figuring out what to throw away... (Thu, 15 Apr 2010 11:13:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth looking for a boat to sleep on for awhile, while i write this thesis. i come from sailors and other viking like explorers, and i'm in the mood to feel, again, what it feels like to be rocked asleep. anyone know of something moored in the bay area that has a protected cabin? a yacht perhaps? where an artist might dream her way on toward new shores? (Tue, 13 Apr 2010 21:17:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth moving from co to in, still grappling with the dependence part of the word... (Tue, 13 Apr 2010 18:43:42 GMT)

ElizaBeth happy in that contented, exhausted, joyful kind of way that lets me know i know how to work, to work hard, to give good art experiences to others...and that *this* is my work in the world. now, to get gigs, to find easier ways of shlepping, to deeply, truly, organize MYSELF...ahhhhh, this is the work of the work... (Tue, 13 Apr 2010 13:32:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth excited for our first paid gig as the black hut out there in the big bad world of bringing transformative art to people we don't know...the first. the first. tell me stories of your firsts? as you brought your creative dream alive as your work in the world? (Mon, 12 Apr 2010 12:46:56 GMT)

ElizaBeth http://web.me.com/bethbenson/writressworder.com/www.writressworder.com/Entries/2010/4/11_thesis_the_one_unbroken_thing_of_string.html (Sun, 11 Apr 2010 13:27:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth the thread of true self seems consistent in all consistencies. dropping down, back into her, without artifice or imagination. i cut the strings of my former stories and live as empty center, spooled again thread. with the one string of my own life, i can stitch together any path of my choosing--or simply unroll, unravel, into the one unbroken thing string that is my own... (Sun, 11 Apr 2010 12:39:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth an extraordinary day watching my dear dr. nicely profess the marketing know how of starting a private practice. here, in the san francisco surround. in the company of love aged for over 30 years, i become, remember, return to my self and it feels like i can find enough of the real me to build on and start again.... (Sun, 11 Apr 2010 06:41:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth turning my attentions back to the possible, the desired, manifesting the next right step: a cottage near water to heal in, gentle work that provides a way to payve my path, a clarity of purpose, relationships, focus on following my energy and making my way forward... (Sat, 10 Apr 2010 12:35:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth we finish--not because it's perfect, but because she's done. she directed the experience and we followed her energy. it is like being loved by something deeep and mysterious and perfect for dreaming in--a kind of womb of a room--a kind of underwater love of dark and deep. she's very clear about what she wants--it was great working under such a clear art director! (Sat, 10 Apr 2010 00:38:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth painting the deep blue today-i rubbed the kilz into every pore of the wall-massaged it and sent it deep-this desire to heal, shield, make safe this room for this girl growing up in it. calling in the grandmothers by name. breaking up illusions into fragments of broken mirrors and throwing them all away. (Fri, 09 Apr 2010 13:59:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth it occurs to me for the first time--i do not have to love people who do not love me. i am capable of compassionate detachment. (Thu, 08 Apr 2010 23:45:56 GMT)

ElizaBeth if you remember ron poplau--please send him an e-mail. we exchanged a correspondence today and he sent this "I just received word that I will be inducted into the Kansas Teacher's Hall of Fame in June. I have never considered students to be a flood light that lights up the teacher. My attempt and my objective has always been to purpose life TOGETHER." his e-mail at northwest: ronpoplau@smsd.org (Thu, 08 Apr 2010 20:43:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth zoz and i are painting her room today--a deep sapphire blue--it's her spring break and she sleeeeeeeeeeps in now, that she is almost a ttttteeeeeeennnnnaaagggerrr. (Thu, 08 Apr 2010 17:23:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth every good day, i show up at the page and write or stand at my easel and paint. i look up to notice the accidental art in the landscape of my daily life. i continue to show up and see what comes through me to be recorded through the vehicle of my art or writing. i keep making. sometimes, what i make is art. --from Body of Work, my JFKU application book, created in 2006 (Wed, 07 Apr 2010 04:31:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth The hope of all my art is simply this: to inspire, to invite, to make work that looks like anybody could make it and feels like play. Along the making way I discover a few things about life and me and being an aritst. I participate in making a world where at least I get to do what I love best. --from Body of Work, my JFKU application book created in 2006 (Wed, 07 Apr 2010 04:05:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth in line at the tire store yesterday, waiting, waiting, i started drawing, doodling, making a book. the man ordering my tires said "what ARE you DOING?", i said "coloring", and we laughed about how long it had been since he'd seen a grown up color. while i was coloring, i was not annoyed, frustrated or hating my life for wasting it in line. art making calms me...a note for the thesis... (Tue, 06 Apr 2010 13:57:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth happy resurrection, easter bonnet wearing perfect yellow dressness genuflecting down the holy aisles of candle lighting and blessed waters--this is e a s t e r and something good comes out of its tomb today and takes death away in the story of stories i grew up with...i look through the lightening skin of the sky and see the yellow things waking up their pretty heads in a garden's row... (Sun, 04 Apr 2010 13:16:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth this is it--kids and i celebrate our easter today--drive to sonic in tracy for kansas memories and a bass pro shop tour we didn't take with grandpa--voted for movies at home instead of the theatre so we're watching michael jackson sing out the shows he never got to give life to--a lovely, easy, connected day of trading offs and conscious choices--beautiful moments sear the holiday scar (Sun, 04 Apr 2010 04:37:45 GMT)

ElizaBeth ...perhaps this is, truly, the role of writing and art in my life--to serve as the digestive system of my life’s body--and to “produce” works--life made evident--things that have traveled my interior and are now ready for their shot at great lighting...insight from the thesis writing...i'm blogging it allllllllllllllllllll outloud on writressworder.com (Sat, 03 Apr 2010 18:51:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth reading a private blog, by invitation--and finding this glittering thing: the degree to which it is difficult to extract yourself from a relationship is in direct proportion to the degree to which you sacrificed your (standards, boundaries, self) to be in it. (Fri, 02 Apr 2010 00:39:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth not studying for tonight's art history test...what is wrong with me???? (Fri, 02 Apr 2010 00:17:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth starting the sis... (Thu, 01 Apr 2010 14:13:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth falling in love with the idea of starting over... (Thu, 01 Apr 2010 05:05:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth it's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. but then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer...and everything collapses." colette (Wed, 31 Mar 2010 00:05:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth thank you for the prana, the prayers, the good wishes and the peace, peace, peace, peace, peace you've all been sending. we are off the auction block for now. a miracle has occured and your energy has been part of it. thank you, oh great full moon and magickians of all colors everywhere. i turn the tide toward grateful...we know not the hour, but here in this moment all is deep breath good. (Mon, 29 Mar 2010 23:47:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth looking for a summer intensive bay area art history class in feminist art? eco art? outsider art? who knows where i should look? who's the most inspiring contemporary art history teacher you know? any on-line courses you know of that bring it all to life? (Mon, 29 Mar 2010 03:38:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth Vibhava Tanha is the Craving for detachment from a process, which includes non-existence and causes the longing for self-annihilation. so glad there's a name for it in buddhism. i am writing my flurry of finals. the over is almost done. (Sun, 28 Mar 2010 22:11:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth cleaning. the bathroom. thanking each thing as i touch it for its role in supporting the life that happened while i was here. saying my loving goodbyes. taking each bath in that magnificent tub like it might just be my last. claw foot, here i come... (Sun, 28 Mar 2010 19:31:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth sorry, guys--the apple is giving a way a new mac book air appears to be a kind of scam to me. if you join and get one, let me know. i don't have the willingness to accept the 13 offers... (Sun, 28 Mar 2010 16:36:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth morning breaks the sky into pastel streams of colors, hues, watercolor puddles of here and now. i wake up grateful to throw away the webs. start again with intention. journey a conscious path toward what i want: love that loves me back, a place to live i can afford, aligned work, generative flow, conscious choices... (Sun, 28 Mar 2010 13:49:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth movie night with the kids--we settle in to new moon after a top down day trading off the have to, want to errands with each getting their pick of what to do next. we start dreaming friday nights together. we fall into a rhythm of knowing we will have our regular time together and everything will be what it becomes. *something* has happened and i feel, somehow, released from a thick spell... (Sun, 28 Mar 2010 03:21:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth today i wake up. grateful. alive. ready for what comes... (Sat, 27 Mar 2010 13:53:50 GMT)

ElizaBeth today i wake up grateful for waking up, for making eggs for breakfast, for legs that work, for deeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath, for this life amid the mess of me (Fri, 26 Mar 2010 14:42:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth fragile ego shatters, makes room for clarity. connections are always a choice. compassionate detachment...sets one free? (Wed, 24 Mar 2010 14:18:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth looking for a place to land (Tue, 23 Mar 2010 20:36:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth spring has sprung! (Mon, 22 Mar 2010 01:58:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth installed EXPRESSING BRIDGES in the WIP yesterday--the ephemera of the experience, the skirt of stories, the altar and altered books, the notes, the net. my aesthetic continues to be overwhelm. will someone take pictures and send me? i've broken every camera i've touched while in this program... (Fri, 19 Mar 2010 11:04:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth starting to feel a powerful new kind of anger...spurring me on and giving me back some riteous indignation. it's too soon to predict--but i feel the water drying up and the fire starting...this, i take, as a healthy turn... (Fri, 19 Mar 2010 05:39:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth as the moments line up in synchronicity...teaching art at sun again today. conference with zoey's teachers. installing EXPRESSING BRIDGES in the WIP. Art History class tonight. life spins its ways in revolutions--24 hours at a time. today, too, i look for an apartment. but where? (Thu, 18 Mar 2010 13:30:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth anchoring from a place i can never lose...the day begins...i invoke energy for energy as the subject of consideration for this unfolding... (Wed, 17 Mar 2010 14:24:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth the boyman returns from dc with broader shoulders than i remember, the actor gets a mohawk for his part that starts on friday, the girl child tells us of the emporer and the wall and the bodies buried inside it, the day passes into night, a family circles around itself... (Wed, 17 Mar 2010 05:41:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth gigantic jack rabit right outside my door--i watch him twitch his ears, chew the grass, look away...such beautiful lines in this magnificent, great beast (Tue, 16 Mar 2010 21:40:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth looking for two people to volunteer to edit 2008 and 2009 blooks down to 25 entries--this could be done in a variety of ways--you volunteer to read it and pick 25 of your favorites OR you send me 25 dates picked randomly, i edit the blook to those 25 and you agree to read just those (save yourself lots of time) and then write a forward to go in our book. double billing. anyone willing? (Tue, 16 Mar 2010 21:34:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth You, my own deep soul, trust me. I will not betray you. My blood is alive with many voices telling me I am made of longing. –Rainer Maria Rilke (Mon, 15 Mar 2010 11:20:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth We are each the love of someone’s life. –Andrew Sean Greer, The Confessions of Max Tivoli (Mon, 15 Mar 2010 11:15:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth This marriage is locked. It is impossible to enter. It is a marriage and operates like one, healing itself the moment it is condemned. In every house there is this marriage which cannot be explained. In our day it appears fragile and easily violated, but it is still the profoundest initiation, and one into which no stranger can intrude. –Leonard Cohen, “Commentary – This Marriage” (Mon, 15 Mar 2010 11:07:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth cultivating the courage it takes to face the end of one thing and see it to all the way through... (Mon, 15 Mar 2010 00:58:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth Let the consciousness of love, for example, be associated with a right-handed spiral motion of the molecules of the brain, and the consciousness of hate with a left-handed spiral motion. We should then know, when we love, that the motion is in one direction, and, when we hate, that the motion is in the other; but the "Why ?" would remain as unanswerable as before. " John Tyndall, 1871 (Sat, 13 Mar 2010 19:01:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth i left her at the youth rally--as she got out of the car she said, "i hope i don't get someone too peppy--that will really be annoying". ten hours of don't do drugs--cheers, break out sessions, a dance.... i realize, in the suburbs, i have my own social anxiety disorder. my daughter navigates the sea of blue t-shirts. i let go of my issues to give her room for her own discoveries. (Sat, 13 Mar 2010 16:48:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth early morning reality conversations from both perspectives - i am tender, a ball of oozing, pussing, swelling emotion spilling out in stenches of rot and fear. the rational conversation ceases. i emote. i must find a zip drive for this emotional body of mine... (Sat, 13 Mar 2010 15:13:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth exhausted and ready for sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep perchance to dream. my oldest is in othello which opens on friday at dvc, my boychild is in dc, my girl shares sugar rush stories and orange chicken with me. we laugh too much, share secrets, tell jokes. i write transformative art proposals and begin my thesis. life begins anew. (Sat, 13 Mar 2010 06:25:25 GMT)

ElizaBeth zoz and me, dueling laptops, black couches, phineas and ferb showing its bubble gum brilliance from the too big tv. mylie cyrus sings "i find a way to be every part of me..." we sing and make faces at each other... something will happen. everything will be alright. (Sat, 13 Mar 2010 00:16:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth flirting with developing an "experiencing alchemy" circle group--tripping into some research--from the poemander: But the Workman, Mind, together with the Word, containing the Circles and Whirling them about, turned round as a Wheel his own Workmanships, and suffered them to be turned from an indefinite Beginning to an undeterminable End; for they always begin where they end. (Thu, 11 Mar 2010 19:46:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth bathed all the sick out of my body--took the chickens to the mart of wall--retreived gloves and hat for the boys sojourn to dc on thurs--laughed--broke the wall of silence with the twenty today one--feel the energy shifting toward possible. this is good. (Wed, 10 Mar 2010 04:35:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth intention and witness--as taught by the beloved Pat B. Allen--i make and intention: to create space in this room. I let go of the intention. I move into the action for the agreed upon time. I write what I see when I'm done. When the room is sufficiently separate from me, as the writing indicates, i ask it what else it needs? wants? or i just sniffle and cry and sleep. both sides of me are at war. no winning yet. (Tue, 09 Mar 2010 19:45:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth The ego is a personal myth, a story we tell ourselves about who we are. That story can change, expand, or grow silent. this is the thought for the day from poetry chaikhana...i am interested in my ego's story going silent, for awhile... (Tue, 09 Mar 2010 00:04:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth beginning to reconceive EXPRESSING BRIDGES--to take it out on the wider road of understanding and healing and conversations that honor the spirits... (Mon, 08 Mar 2010 15:26:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth yes, i say YES, yes, yes... (Mon, 08 Mar 2010 03:41:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth something about love songs and loneliness and waking up at 3 in the morning... (Sun, 07 Mar 2010 11:08:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth returning home to an empty house after overflowing love, love, love in the drawing class this weekend. strange pendulum between these opposites. (Sun, 07 Mar 2010 04:39:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up to the zoz--we had a slumber party and an all day sleep fest. i've made being sick and staying home from school too much fun, i fear.... (Fri, 05 Mar 2010 14:30:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth my teacher, pat b. allen, posts on her earthbound ojai. i extract this excerpt: the ultimate goals of permaculture: creating the conditions for life to happen in a harmonious, pleasurable and joyous way. The more we do to become resilient as individuals and communities, the more we will be able to roll with what comes our way. (Sun, 28 Feb 2010 06:53:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth From Annie Dillard's The Writing Life: "You were made and set here to give voice to this, your own astonishment." Thoreau said it another way: know your own bone. 'Pursue, keep up with, circle round and round your life....Know your own bone: gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw at it still.'" (Fri, 26 Feb 2010 19:31:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth the great altered book race is on...the books are out and mailed to the EXPRESSING BRIDGES contributors--and now we're offering the next iteration--ready, set, turn the book into a piece of art! we'll be exhibiting books and artifacts from this journey in the WORKS IN PROGRESS Gallery at JFKU at the end of this month...let us know if you need a book to alter and want to play this next part of the game... (Fri, 26 Feb 2010 06:36:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth dividing lines and divining rods and development and discourse and division and determination and dreams and deliverables and dancing and delight and digiorno--what d words come up with divorce discussions... (Thu, 25 Feb 2010 04:39:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth "every little thing is going to be different, forever changed and alright." i exchange sampler stitchings with a friend i knew in a different school hallway some decades ago. the turkeys are gobbling the morning awake. the sky begins its shades of light. the journey of awake is beginning to have its way with the escaping day. what is time? exactly? (Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:17:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth at the meeting for the 8th grade trip to dc tonight i saw kids i've known since they were 5 in first grade--looking at the eyeliner on these girls i once took to build-a-bear for their first grade field trip--i realize i've been away for a long time. the kids and i hold the night in the car, sit in the driveway, tell the truth about their school experiences. we are all in some process of figuring things out. (Wed, 24 Feb 2010 06:10:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth the EXPRESSING BRIDGES books arrived today--a dry day--a gorgeous surprise. they are flawed and beautiful and headed out in the mail to contributors who've ordered them. you're invited to alter them and include them in the works in progress gallery exhibition that documents this show and the other community collaboration projects for this year's crop. more details on request... (Tue, 23 Feb 2010 06:51:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth it was raining, raining, raining. we stood in a circle, the ten of us who assembled, and told our EXPRESSING BRIDGES stories to one another--several rounds of introductions where we presenced who we are, what we're up against, the spirits of suicide we were personally honoring and the things that got us connected to the bridge. it was wet, creative, expressive and an act of art and healing. (Mon, 22 Feb 2010 04:25:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth EXPRESSING BRIDGES, 2/21, rain or shine. i've swept the way forward for the gathering at joseph strauss--he's in the nra parkinglot with an incredible view of the bridge. we meet there at 11 and wrap no later than 1pm. Singing in the rain! Be sure to take care of yourself and bring what you need to stay comfortable no matter the weather. (Sun, 21 Feb 2010 01:01:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth EXPRESSING BRIDGES performance is SUNDAY, 2/21, 11-1. Michael Grbich, a 78 year old tap dancer who bridged the distance with his tap shoes on to celebrate his 75th will be in attendance. Perhaps we can woo him into teaching us some of his moves? over 8000 students passed through his art classroom during his decades of teaching in Oakland. http://bridgestocross.org/ (Wed, 17 Feb 2010 14:56:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth EXPRESSING BRIDGES published...praying it makes it to my house in time for Saturday's tada at the Joseph Strauss statue--11-1 on 2/21. Join us? we gather to honor the spirit of LIVED EXPERIENCE. Tap Dancing, poetry reading, honoring, remembering, celebrating lives lived and lost...you're invited. come knowing. (Mon, 15 Feb 2010 22:36:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth Open Studio Play day at Sun Gallery's community studio-1-3pm. Come make paper hearts and valentine's with us? (Sat, 13 Feb 2010 18:00:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth we're not drinking. we're setting doable goals: go to sleep. wake up. run. teach. beach? we move a load from the studio, top down, webs flying, we pick up kids, we share a spot of peppermint tea, we chipotle-dinner sponsored by grandma. a sister is a precious, grounding being... (Sat, 13 Feb 2010 04:42:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth at the airport waiting for my sister to arrive. finally my people are coming to my rescue. is there enough tequila in the state? i watch all these people know where they are going, what they are doing at the airport. running away is not my answer today...we'll be dancing in the closet, painting the studio, throwing things away, finding an apartment...or just drinking, laughing, crying, dancing anyway. (Fri, 12 Feb 2010 20:09:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth girl gets finger caught in door, bllllleeeeeeeeeeedddddds, call from the nurse saying her fingernail might fall off, they gave her an extra roll of gauze, then from the girl saying she's okay. i go to the school, see my child, run after her without checking in with the office first. a crowd of people call the office saying some crazed stranger is on campus...home now, eating ice cream by the bucket with big spoons. (Thu, 11 Feb 2010 22:57:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth hills greeeeeeeeeeeeeen with irish roots, the rains bring the colors of comfort alive in this california neverland of something and something more. today EXPRESSING BRIDGES becomes a book. i have collected all the data...now, the poet comes, the collage artist, and i begin the assemblage.... (Thu, 11 Feb 2010 14:54:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth today: mom, PAID art teacher at Sun Gallery, transformative artist/interviewer w/ michael grbich (78 year old tap dancer & tightrope walker who celebrated his 75th by dancing across the GG bridge), on-time mom for pick up, grad student in the company of her sheroes that formed the eco feminist art movement in the evening, rockin' out on the way home kindof momfriend to finish the near perfect day. (Thu, 11 Feb 2010 07:49:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth facebook changes are unsettling for me... (Wed, 10 Feb 2010 00:00:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth running out of words... (Tue, 09 Feb 2010 13:31:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth dark sky above the mango horizon fades to life is but a dream blue with some spider webs left of gray. i love the clouds--as they fortell the day. we make alongside each other this morning--breakfast for our teenage and pre-teen babies. it is morning and i am done mourning. there's a story where he comes from, "whenever you wake up, that's your morning". today, i am awake. (Fri, 05 Feb 2010 14:58:45 GMT)

ElizaBeth Free Saturday Art for Families on Feb 13th from 1-3pm at the Sun Gallery in Hayward--I'll be facilitating. We'll make love letters and home made valentines and lovestory books. Hope you and yours will come along? Hayward Area Forum of the Arts, Sun Gallery 1015 E Street Hayward CA 94541 510.581.4050 sungallery@comcast.net sungallery.org Winter Hours: Wednesday - Saturday, 10:30 AM -4:30 PM (Fri, 05 Feb 2010 02:01:00 GMT)

ElizaBeth is seeking attention to detail... (Thu, 04 Feb 2010 18:03:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth We got the go ahead for the EXPRESSING BRIDGES event to take place 2/21 from 11-1 at the statue of Joseph Strauss, the poet who built the bridge, on the Presidio side of the Golden Gate. We'll gather as poets, read from the book and share stories of this grand adventure. Come knowing! (Tue, 02 Feb 2010 22:29:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth rich return to LCC today as a guest artist in Lisa's CALM room--i learned so much about bridges and possibility, materials, joy, the importance of keys and silver tape and dreams caught and offered. teaching! i am teaching! thank you lisa rasmussen for holding open this incredibly powerful space for me to learn... (Tue, 02 Feb 2010 07:44:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth bags at the curb for giving away--books and books and books and clothes and fabric and yesterday's dreams. today, i revisit lcc and lisa and the trees. dream up eco art trails and offerings, offerings.... he plays "i'm happy, i'm happy"--music from where he comes from. everything is new this side of the moon. (Mon, 01 Feb 2010 16:24:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth today i wake up grateful for these facebook connections, the virtual world, the washing machine that makes white things clean, the structure of change and this gorgeous ability to breathe, deep. (Mon, 01 Feb 2010 14:05:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth kelly and i invoke the theme for 2010 as SWEET INTREPIDATION--being the basis for everything, going forward even when we're scared, but doing it with authenticity and style and powerful choice--our experience affords us a boldness--we incarnated to create BEAUTY with these spirits in these bodies of ours on this earth in this moment NOW (Mon, 01 Feb 2010 02:28:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth relaxing. finally. relaxing into the great unwashed unknown. (Sun, 31 Jan 2010 23:44:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth i consider: i am a transformative art teacher. i teach by accompanying people on walks of possibility across structures of change. i wrote it. now, i ask you, what does it mean? (Sun, 31 Jan 2010 08:30:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth intention and witness. intention and witness. intention and witness, recalibrate, reset, intention and witness, call and response, clarity and focus, learning how to stay in the room, to sit in my discomfort, to be still, to still the mind, to sift and sort in silence. (Sat, 30 Jan 2010 20:24:18 GMT)

ElizaBeth 12 stepping grandiosity, embracing simple living, letting go of piles of excess, breathing in and deep--self love, acceptance, courage in, love for others, acceptance, encouragement out. *today* i recognize the body of this house as one that holds, supports and encourages us all. i get conscious of what i am breathing in and out as "love".... (Fri, 29 Jan 2010 14:41:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth a gathering of the dragon riders and the spirit of quan yin--there is something about women gathered together--a force to be reckoned with--a transformational change in the air and ground of my well being. thank you, dear sisters... (Fri, 29 Jan 2010 07:13:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth i am an art teacher for sun gallery. my first "audition" gig is february 10. my second, march 23. i begin. this is something. it is not everything i need to wave my magic wand and solve our financial situation--but it is a paid beginning. art with children--touring the book art show. it is one of my favorite shows for the way it demonstrates how books are made--how art matters in the life of literacy. (Thu, 28 Jan 2010 22:59:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth orang sun crests thesilouette of hills, ilook too long directly into it. sun spots glisten in the double paned windows. i could simply relax into the beauty of this now--this fire taking all of mine into the daytime with it. i could simply relax into being. i watch teh emanation from this ball of fire. i revel in the joyful idea that i can return my collaborator's umbrella one day soon... (Thu, 28 Jan 2010 15:19:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth today, i interview to be an art teacher during the day--a temporary gig at sun gallery--guiding classes through the experience of their book art/illustration show. i love this exhibit. it freed me to make books. *this* allows me to get my portfolio together of work i've done with kids. this feels more like the me i am now--no suit required.... (Thu, 28 Jan 2010 15:14:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth sitting in the gallery surrounded by the creative presence of those who accompany me on this walk through these hallways. i add some ball of webs to the hoop in the corner. i consider the shadows. i am sooooooooo tired. (Thu, 28 Jan 2010 01:26:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth high heels, red suit, makeup, interview. i feel very out of practice at all this...mortifying and somehow freeing...i feel? perhaps i will take a break from feeling for awhile? (Wed, 27 Jan 2010 17:05:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth sounds of dishes, something frying, footsteps over head. i look out at the fluffly layer of fog blanket and want to stay hidden under mine. i let desires fall away, do one thing to make me feel beautiful today, allow the blessed unfolding of one moment after one moment after one more moment of inhale, exhale, deep and beautiful miracle--i breathe. i be. i continue. (Tue, 26 Jan 2010 14:54:00 GMT)

ElizaBeth It is known by him by whom It is not known.He by whom It is known, knows it not.It is not understood by those who understand It;It is understood by those who understand It not.Kena Upanishad I.i.1,3 being inspired by bill again... (Tue, 26 Jan 2010 04:21:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth moving, shifting, sorting, separating...i look out to see the blue hue of morning, watch the sky for clues to this surprise monday with the girl out of school, plan to shift plans, rent eragon, listen to her tell me the stories of all she's read... (Mon, 25 Jan 2010 14:57:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth clear and clearing--holding the opposites--daugther sleeps in proximity, raindrops glisten as twinkle lights with the sun inspiring their sparkle. safeway peanut butter cup hangover. strawberry, banana and orange juice smoothie bits clinging to the beer glass. feels like we had a mother daughter hamster party. fairly odd parents roars from the on-all-night tv. (Sat, 23 Jan 2010 16:33:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth p r i o r i t i e s (Fri, 22 Jan 2010 17:55:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth "I make mistakes. I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can`t handle me at my worst then you sure as hell don`t deserve me at my best." Marilyn Monroe. zoey goes to school as marilyn for movie star day tomorrow. (Fri, 22 Jan 2010 07:07:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth fantastic opportunity opened all the way up at the VA today--transformative artists, come play! we'll start an arts and healing program...yes? (Thu, 21 Jan 2010 23:29:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth in denial and perpetually addicted to possibility... (Thu, 21 Jan 2010 01:11:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth zoz sort of bottom lined me yesterday in ways that made me so proud--it is hard to stand up to your monsther mother and she did it so perfectly. she said, "i need for your energy to change right now. i'm sick of you being sad all the time. i want my mom back"--and so i look in these piles of rubble and see if i can find some remnants of that mom to be with with her now. the rain brings so many changes.... (Wed, 20 Jan 2010 18:36:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth voice is its voice (Tue, 19 Jan 2010 03:02:08 GMT)

ElizaBeth "I want to live the life of a student of sacred knowledge." appears over and over and over in the reading for tonight's class. tonight we cruise through hinduism. we do injustice to all the major religions in eleven weeks... (Tue, 19 Jan 2010 02:57:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth here. now. today. (Mon, 18 Jan 2010 23:42:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth 4x4--here at school after revisiting a prior life at a baby shower and a future life at artexplosion studios--driving the in-between--readying expressing bridges for publication--wafting through the waves of fear and doubt by straightening up my spine--it is what it is--the breath goes in and out (Sun, 17 Jan 2010 00:51:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth nothing ever really ends--just shifts--changes form--i learn and keep learning--the rings of the tree of me. (Fri, 15 Jan 2010 20:11:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth ominious clouds shift-reveal a sky above the sky-i reach up, out-to where the opening opens. moving more studio stuff today. letting go of what is over. (Wed, 13 Jan 2010 15:02:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth starting. over. again. (Wed, 13 Jan 2010 13:02:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth hard day--no clear way forward--i give up the berkeley studio today to shift energy and free up limited resources. i begin, again, again. the art well gallery, 2007-2010. (Wed, 13 Jan 2010 01:57:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth yesterday i practiced releasing anger-letting it all fly just like i mean it out into the universe with a clear direction & intention with all the virulence EXTERNALIZED. finally, over the course of the day, the crap inside broke up, broke loose, and set me, vicerally, free. i found the unconditional place and touched it-felt it flow again-for me, for him, for us, for whatever comes. *this* is transforf**kingmation. (Tue, 12 Jan 2010 11:12:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth arriving for my first class out of the berkeley art annex...i find myself in the lounge. this is a very different life. reply guy called--says if i don't find a gig i'm better suited for, he'd be glad to have me--but he's hoping and believing i will find a better fit. lovely, huh? (Tue, 12 Jan 2010 02:59:22 GMT)

ElizaBeth all & nothing at the same time aching open aching open aching open. found a seed from a walk sprouting in some water left for my spirits wondering what else is growing in places i can't see or reach. school starts. i am all turned around trying to sit quiet and figure out what i am supposed to do in this crossroads. mistake planet, i promise to keep making them. intention: to live free & do right by my children. (Mon, 11 Jan 2010 14:40:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth ... (Mon, 11 Jan 2010 13:29:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth 2.5 hours to the EXPRESSING BRIDGES deadline--please send us your story, poem, picture, anecdote, expression of lived experience from the Golden Gate Bridge via e-mail to comeknowing@theblackhut.com. see all that's been sent along with pictures of the 4 bridge walks we did as research on the facebook fan page for the black hut: http://www.facebook.com/#/pages/the-black-hut/281609265356?ref=ts (Mon, 11 Jan 2010 05:35:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth sun just cresting the opposite hill--orange ball of fire making its trip up beyond the clouds to steal this night. visions of DANCING ANYWAY and promises of beach bonfires ignite what is blazing and possible--protecting and celebrating what lives inside the ring of it... (Sun, 10 Jan 2010 15:30:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth oh, god of second chances, here i am again... (Fri, 08 Jan 2010 15:11:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth kind of a gross, too old, need to get a new one, used to be white but now grey... (Fri, 08 Jan 2010 01:50:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth i'm looking for a googleable name that can be all my own. the one i've built over the years is in...transition. so, what shall my name be? any ideas? (Fri, 08 Jan 2010 01:28:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth i play that game--used to be with the bible, now it's my own blooks from the going into its fifth year blog. yesterday, the page falls open to this message from my teacher and mentor, pat b. allen: IT FEELS TO ME LIKE IT MIGHT BE USEFUL TO MAKE A VERY CONCRETE INTENTION FOR A REALITY-BASED OUTCOME. i am taking suggestions.... (Thu, 07 Jan 2010 13:59:42 GMT)

ElizaBeth hubris. (Thu, 07 Jan 2010 03:57:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth high heels, my sister's suit...twenty minutes to interview. i forgot to shave--but maybe the stunning beauty of the shape of my legs will blind my interviewer to the hair under the stockings...it's a long way from a week ago... (Wed, 06 Jan 2010 21:39:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth finding my enough...entering it. moving on. (Wed, 06 Jan 2010 16:49:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth contemplating Karma accounts... (Wed, 06 Jan 2010 02:44:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth shorn and starting over...black surround, morning earlies, rising wakes, i drink the tea slowly, slowly (Tue, 05 Jan 2010 14:03:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth integrating clarity, focus, retrieving the pieces of my own soul, getting free to be in this here right now... (Mon, 04 Jan 2010 15:05:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth intentions: to move forward, powerfully, as an art maker, to clean up my relationships, to honor my desires and abilities, to love and befriend myself, to make money from my efforts (Sun, 03 Jan 2010 15:20:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth Hitting a certain stride, riding the EXPRESSING BRIDGES wave, moving the needle on the courage tank back over to full. It is a new year--and chips are falling where they may. Clearing and cleansing--i move from one side of over back to the starting place. new beginnings begin themselves and today it feels, i feel a l i v e. (Sun, 03 Jan 2010 00:44:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth "Perfection is achieved not when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away." - Antoine de Saint-Exupery (Fri, 01 Jan 2010 23:40:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth bridge joys, dear real friends, energy enough to arrive home to a happy to see me zoey who had the celebration all planned...we ring in the new year, mother and daughter style (Fri, 01 Jan 2010 02:36:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth kristy says, "what does your horoscope say"? and "i'm not letting you wallow". she goes on to say, "our lives are half over--and the second half has to be really great." (Wed, 30 Dec 2009 17:23:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth healing with plants provided from black hut--i name the one on my shoulder harmony, the one on my ear, marvin...harmony had a different name a moment ago, but now she has been re-dubbed... (Wed, 30 Dec 2009 11:03:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth to sleep, perchance to... (Wed, 30 Dec 2009 05:09:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth each precious one of you is personally invited to walk across the golden gate bridge with us in body or virtually, to make art with us, and to let go of this godforsaken year with us...january 31, 10:30ish-about 1ish--we'll park the mobile studio in the free presidio lot and post pictures--you can, too. BE IN THE POETRY OF THE MOMENT--and make! collaboratively. costumes optional... (Wed, 30 Dec 2009 04:01:00 GMT)

ElizaBeth it's determined, medically by all manner of tests--there is nothing wrong with me but me. (Wed, 30 Dec 2009 00:34:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth still. alive. (Tue, 29 Dec 2009 15:35:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth healing in the black hut...every little thing is gonna be alright... (Tue, 29 Dec 2009 01:36:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth dizzy, out of the bath, woke up on the bathroom floor--3x i think? shoulder, head, impact--what is trying to knock it's sense into me? marble tile is not so fun to fall on... (Mon, 28 Dec 2009 16:06:14 GMT)

ElizaBeth the sun goes all the way down, the sky is back to black, the tree stands darker against the purple night, i am warmed by the story of a calcinatio fire and life, precious life goes on. flow leads me on...flow, flow, flow, flow, flow. (Mon, 28 Dec 2009 01:45:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth enveloping fog lights a playful fire. i wake. boy has bb tournament. girl sleeps? i sort out my direction--head in it. un stick chi--no stick chi--flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, follow flow... (Sun, 27 Dec 2009 16:57:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth ominous sky fanishes--grey cloud gives room for purple glow, tangerine dream, it dropped snow on mt. diablo? these weather systems moving their fresh start around? watering the country? i consider the enveloping fog... (Sun, 27 Dec 2009 15:01:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth the rain keeps me company...invites dreams. i sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppp. (Sun, 27 Dec 2009 07:34:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth waiting for the daughter to retrun. forgot about the invite i had to community for boxing day. must break out of this feeeeeeeaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrffffffuuuuulllllll place and go forward, plan forward, dream forward...oh, the retrograde of momentum. i honor the spirit of this day--sit with it, take another bath, wait without waiting, watch serendipity, breeeeaaaaattttthhhhhhhheeeeee (Sun, 27 Dec 2009 01:29:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth retreat to the room. consider what could be moved... (Sat, 26 Dec 2009 20:49:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth i breathe. check on aj, still breathing, sleeping under covers, we talk but don't say anything that makes the movie of this moment turn out like i want it to. i consider making food, picking up, but pull the covers up instead and stay in the holiday flow of HBO. ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... (Sat, 26 Dec 2009 19:41:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth i have to turn my gaze from looking back to looking forward...but i am unclear on what forward looks like...help me envision a clear picture of a possible future? i can't see it... (Sat, 26 Dec 2009 05:28:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth husband took the kids to his sister's house--they were all excited to go. i am here, heading for the bathtub. gonna wash that man right out of my hair...is that what you sang, kirsten, in south pacific? all those years ago? (Sat, 26 Dec 2009 03:57:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth aj is the first to wake everyone, settle on the couch, the father and mother make the feast for breakfast, move in the kitchen together, offer the good stuff to the chickens. once fed, the wrapping paper parade begins--thank you to all the friends and family who contributed for this year's bounty. i am overwhelmed by the generosity of this extraordinary life... (Fri, 25 Dec 2009 19:21:14 GMT)

ElizaBeth i love the crisp air on this dark night, the accidental flaming up of driveway luminaries and the rest of the unfolding mystery that opens under stories of stars and long walks and looking up to find the one to follow... (Fri, 25 Dec 2009 03:19:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth morning has broken like the first morning...christmas eve brings bridge walks with tourists and other families making memories in the san francisco sunlight. my tribe elects to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep 'til open presents time which might be midnight for one...and then the bounty sent my the midwest shall pour forth in the morning. happy holiday love to all of you...and to all a goooood knight! (Thu, 24 Dec 2009 15:55:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth found poem from status updates info: love day life way home (Wed, 23 Dec 2009 16:52:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth i listen to her breathe, join her in dreams, follow the sound of in and out. someone told her she has sleep apnea and now she has made that mean something and worries herself and so we pull our couches close and she sleeps and i listen. somewhere we put in ella enchanted in the middle of the night. somewhere in the morning her father leaves me a note about bb practice. i wake late for me, breathe deep for me... (Wed, 23 Dec 2009 16:47:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth veracity, spiritual pursuits, coyote medicine and trickster gods. i am awake, sifting and sorting through the wreckage of my wrecking balls. destroyer gods are still gods--but very, very messy ones... (Tue, 22 Dec 2009 15:18:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth made a gorgeous meal with the kids, learned the transformative value of loving one's self from tripping into Penelope (the movie), opened a box from aunt julie just like we were *all* still little kids, put the packages under the tree...now, i fall into a heap of healing relaxation...kids tuck themselves in to their own television choices and dream a deep healing dream on this other side of solstice... (Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:32:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth grounding at home with my chickens, swing vote on the tv, tree lit, zoey yoyoing, aj's enormous feet hang off the top of the black couch, we are gathered together...so *this* is christmas... (Tue, 22 Dec 2009 00:17:32 GMT)

ElizaBeth going away...'til solstice. see you on the other side... (Sun, 20 Dec 2009 04:39:25 GMT)

ElizaBeth my intention is to enter the flow, fully, presently, and to open... (Sun, 20 Dec 2009 01:40:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth i'm so fu*king poetic... (Sat, 19 Dec 2009 15:43:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth fog settles a blue grey as whispy as the wind around the branches of the old oak. it becomes my oracle--this tree--and i find in her branches the spokes of my web and whell, the nose of the outlined face of this wise woman, the art of this quiet yes of something settling in to the green spiky palm fronts, the drooping weep of the willow. life lives itself. even in winter, life lives on... (Sat, 19 Dec 2009 15:23:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth fog settles a blue grey as whispy as the wind around the branches of the old oak. it becomes my oracle--this tree--and i find in her branches the spokes of my web and whell, the nose of the outlined face of this wise woman, the art of this quiet yes of something settling in to the green spiky palm fronts, the drooping weep of the willow. life lives itself. life lives on... (Sat, 19 Dec 2009 15:22:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth he buys something from every property collection on the board, gets to the place where all we do is pay each other rent as we roll and move--it gets annoying, we loose the will to play, we let go into the phineas and ferb. the big man looking thing is still a boy at heart. it is a rare treat we take time to play...and i notice, *this* is christmas... (Fri, 18 Dec 2009 20:23:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth sunrise begins the day. bands of tangerine lay in over the softened horizon line. there something soft in the air-melting the his and mine lines-allowing for the deep breath beauty of connected no matter what to light the way on and forward into the great unknowable. i wake up here, show up where i am, make french toast for the last day school in 2009 girl. ahhhhhhhhhh, whenever you wake up, that's your morning.... (Fri, 18 Dec 2009 14:55:46 GMT)

ElizaBeth the day brings the walk across the bridge--a metaphor, an art work in movement and momentum, a beginning of community collaboration. i'm interested in EXPRESSING BRIDGES: Lived Experience from the Golden Gate Bridge--and the kind of voluntary community that assembles around monuments starting with this one. taking a walk, making a book, inviting expression...i'll be in the vicinity from 10:30-2:30 or so... (Thu, 17 Dec 2009 12:26:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth procrastinating, too much caffeine running through my system, sugar rush, desperate need to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep until my beard grows down to my navel--shedding things...shedding, shedding, shedding, shedding things... (Wed, 16 Dec 2009 22:00:45 GMT)

ElizaBeth "Ideal teachers are those who use themselves as bridges over which they invite their students to cross, then having facilitated their crossing, joyfully collapse, encouraging them to create bridges of their own." -- Nikos Kazantzakis (Tue, 15 Dec 2009 20:21:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth okay--to etheric. i come back to the here and now. flip the french toast. look out the window. watch the orange fire ignite the black silouette. focus my eyes on that horizon. allow the looking of up, the seeing of orange and purple and pink and blue all hanging out in calm bands of exhale hovering above that line. (Tue, 15 Dec 2009 14:55:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth as a particular vessel of energy--bag of human spirit--i show up in the crossroads of time and space and bring presence to the intersection. when it turns into a circle dance of joy and spontenaity with visible, embodied others--human spirits in body form--WOW--and we each follow our pleasure to celebrate the intersection--that's my favorite time on mother earth... (Tue, 15 Dec 2009 14:41:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth building the bridge one breath at a time (Tue, 15 Dec 2009 02:28:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth stories are only words expressed on breath released to spirit to have its way with them. love is palpable, visceral, enveloping, total and absolutely unconditional. just like art (and other obscenities), you know it when you see it--when you feel it--when you're in it--when you ARE it... (Mon, 14 Dec 2009 12:31:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth completing a cycle, committing to re-build a friendship with the father of my children, celebrating the loves that last and recycle and return with the seasons, grateful for every living breath of it all... (Sun, 13 Dec 2009 14:09:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth a poet's birthday, art and healing class closing weekend, a delightful journey of clouds parting, light rivers calm between the break, glimmers of stars in chritsmas tree twinkles reflected in the glass of the windows looking out. in and out i weave--in and out. (Sat, 12 Dec 2009 14:38:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth awake. alive. deep in and out. cold purple grey in the foggy winter. this is a moment in time. that is all. a moment. to experience deeply, regard with a powerful respect, and let go...completely. i surrender, white flags and all. (Fri, 11 Dec 2009 15:15:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth cold. on the black couch. waking to find the purple morning. shadows and reflections. double paned... (Thu, 10 Dec 2009 14:08:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth the art and antics of words, conversations, dialogues, monologues, community, creativity, and cunt. (Wed, 09 Dec 2009 20:28:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth at margaret's suggestion, my observer appears. i weave gold and black together. i find my deepest yin and highest yang and invite them to dance with sarah's puppets with a light shining my shadow in sensual play. the car comes home. the brakes are braking. the world is turning. so *this* is christmas. (Wed, 09 Dec 2009 06:25:00 GMT)

ElizaBeth peace. so this is christmas. (Wed, 09 Dec 2009 06:22:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth emotionless moves of strategic chess playing, scrabble winning words placed the appropriate tiles on triple word score. is there some other word for cunt? love? moving on? gift? joy? *only* in the non-verbal can love live as what it is. the tender underbelly of the animal lives close to the ground. i observe the thriving wild life making its warmer coat out of winter. my center holds my opposites at their extremes. (Tue, 08 Dec 2009 18:41:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth cold. lit trees. pictures of kids with santa for all the new york years and more balanced in the branches of the target tree. orage glow cuts the sky from the hill, pushes open the day. i am here. putting laundry on the shelf, wrapping my webs around the sculpture that is making itself. art continues to happen through me. are there 12 steps for this? (Tue, 08 Dec 2009 14:45:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth CHI IS MOVING...sun is warming...mood swing is flying so high i can feel the chains blip with the air and movement of my free and happy spiders with david moore youth...life is living itself and i can look out at the palm tree greening, glistening with the wet of its early morning snow, translating into shine. carols on. so *this* is christmas... (Mon, 07 Dec 2009 20:41:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth snow in the palm tree, a decidedly icy layer on top of the tile, kids already in their showers, i wake with a new sense of winter's wrath and an unfolding kid-like attitude toward all the unknowing i can unwrap....so *this* is christmas... (Mon, 07 Dec 2009 14:50:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth i come to the red couch grateful for the weekend's unfolding miracles of difficult conversation, kids and their new hair, moved chi, trees assembled and lit, aj's bb game won, zoz and i reading in the car & on the bleachers, our trio's dinner and laundry party with a soundtrack of christmas carols, a charlie brown christmas retrieved from the holiday closet...so *this* is christmas... (Mon, 07 Dec 2009 07:03:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth what are 4 letter words in our culture that refer to the feminine? (Sun, 06 Dec 2009 20:05:25 GMT)

ElizaBeth walking to school, getting to know my car repair neighbors, looking for places i might walk to work.... (Wed, 02 Dec 2009 23:59:50 GMT)

ElizaBeth going to the studio, to spend the night in berkeley, to try this life on foot with limited resources stuff out for the night...did i post the grateful dead's what a long strange trip it's been? this is a gorgeous life, no matter the circumstances full of the awe of every moment. is that delusion? or the truth? i keep finding my gratitude. living out loud and learning so much. sue bender's begging bowl, here i come! (Tue, 01 Dec 2009 17:09:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth aj explains entropy to me tonight--tells me it's like intersecting lines that extend out into forever--they can cross, but never come back together again. one big bang that keeps reverberating into the outer reaches of space. we have this conversation on the windy part of bollinger canyon road, in the pink light of sunset as we pass his school where he watched chickens hatch and we used to catch zebras on the hill. (Tue, 01 Dec 2009 02:38:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth morning begins itself with footsteps falling across the ceiling, the opening of the microwave, the beginning of the whirrr and spin of the warming up of his tea. i take in the night posts, sky not yet split with light, wait for that first sign to enter the viewing screen of the window. life begins unfolding...the mystery of monday begins to awaken. (Mon, 30 Nov 2009 13:08:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth night settles in, family returns, i catch up with my children, feel warm in the noise of this strange night. lonely fades--and still i choose retreat from the games, the scores, the disney channels. i trade all the watching for reading...the last precious pages of a lovely distraction, assignment, story that teaches me all i have left to learn... (Mon, 30 Nov 2009 03:33:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth the light reclaims the night sky. i gush in my self-made stronghold, begin beading, continue weaving, start again, again. (Sun, 29 Nov 2009 15:04:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth all the pink is gone from the sky--only a periwinkle pruple blue, wind moves the old oak silouette, cold moves itself through the whirrrrrrrrrr of sound, glass lets me see it all, backlit by the blue glow of this thing that gets all my attention. hiding in sleep, perchance to dream my way out of this moment.... (Sun, 29 Nov 2009 01:23:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth exactly now, a thanksgiving arrival, this precious moment. i am grateful for the here of now--and all of you--the intersection of impulse, idea, and interconnectedness. happy macy's parade day and ushering in of a season of thanksgiving and abundance, gratitude and random acts of kindness. (Thu, 26 Nov 2009 08:03:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth relaxing into what is...a room full of people i love, a meal made by all our hands, easy laughter with kids, a smiling first husband holding court with his boys, me, weaving, weaving, weaving my web...whatever comes, this now is a beautiful, easy, deep breath of good. laughter calls me back to that room. love loves itself.... (Thu, 26 Nov 2009 04:00:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth up. trying to make a list, love what is, articulate my offer, extend my possibilities, live into gratitude in this season of thanksgiving--and imagine my transition on to whatever it is that seems to be arranging itself as my bridge to next.... i am learning to sit in my discomfort. it is not pleasant yet. (Wed, 25 Nov 2009 12:22:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth today i wake up grateful for the unfolding mystery, the comfort of the red couch, the gentle opening of soft light that splits the hill from the night and casts the first white wash of coming day.... (Tue, 24 Nov 2009 14:08:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth i am grateful for eyes that see beauty, arms that hug strangers, a heart that keeps beating my own different drum beat, a life that keeps living itself... (Mon, 23 Nov 2009 14:22:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth the brakes finally broke. (Mon, 23 Nov 2009 05:00:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth hocus focus (Sun, 22 Nov 2009 17:40:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth i wake up. (Sun, 22 Nov 2009 13:41:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth i wake up grateful. (Sat, 21 Nov 2009 14:24:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth i wake up grateful for this webbed feeling of interconected, the pictures of happiness, the comfort of this red couch and warm blanket, the dark night that holds all the diamonds of stars, the content safety of virtual life behind a facebook profile and the words, the words, the words that say everything and nothing in pursuit of expressing truth. (Fri, 20 Nov 2009 13:53:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth i go to sleep grateful for showing up as an artist working in the world, the webs of story that inspired me on the journey, truth telling, scapegoats, blood lineage and ancestors, sisters, community, aj's band concert at school, laughing with zoey in the november cold under the stars at the base of a sacred mountain. whatever else is going on, i am blessed and breathing. (Fri, 20 Nov 2009 06:01:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth i wake up grateful for the kindnesses of my husband, the health of my children, the possibilities alive in the unfolding day with my collaborator, the art of sitting on the ground doing what i do in public and all the stories it brings to birth. (Thu, 19 Nov 2009 14:45:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth i am grateful for iphoto and the chronicle of a life richly lived. (Thu, 19 Nov 2009 10:03:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth i am grateful for my magic car--still braking, though now it's loud about it! (Thu, 19 Nov 2009 00:47:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth i am grateful for the bath--the pruning joy of reading in a tub full of hot water on a november day. (Wed, 18 Nov 2009 18:21:32 GMT)

ElizaBeth today i wake up grateful for the comfort of the red couch. (Wed, 18 Nov 2009 16:40:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth somewhere, something, someone, some piece of peace. (Wed, 18 Nov 2009 14:14:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth addicted to words (Tue, 17 Nov 2009 07:04:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth do you trust your body and spirit at all? (Mon, 16 Nov 2009 14:48:50 GMT)

ElizaBeth thrashing around in the dark. (Mon, 16 Nov 2009 10:41:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth evaluating. everything. (Sat, 14 Nov 2009 19:26:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth a long dock emptied of its contents, offerings made, journeys shared, stories told to the darkness. words uttered, games played, teachings practicumed, lessons teach themselves in the being of ourselves as ourselves, alone, with the night and the lantern of a lit candle, a spoken story that starts from stillness, follows the flow of movement, finds a place in the body that is ready to spill open, open, open. (Sat, 14 Nov 2009 11:31:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth TONIGHT: CUNT: we'll share nina wise-esque techniques for releasing personal narrative in the spontaneous moment. we'll journey to take back our night in the web of love, safety, humor and poignant joy. come dressed for cold. let us know you're coming. we start the walk with all who tell us they will be there at 6. we wrap no later than 9. we meet at the guardian by the marina in berkeley, end of university. (Fri, 13 Nov 2009 13:34:56 GMT)

ElizaBeth writing is a way for the divine to come through--s/he's the space between each word--each letter in each word--and the rhythm of the sound of the keyboard--(from an exchange with a dear friend and writing woman that happened this morning--thank you, gina, for letting me wax on profound). (Wed, 11 Nov 2009 13:41:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth this i know is true: when you follow the spirit of what gets you to do crazy things that are really fun, you are never, ever bored. and, when you allow that spirit to embolden you to be who you really are, doing what you most want to do with your one, true, beautiful life, you will die with no regrets. (Tue, 10 Nov 2009 22:52:08 GMT)

ElizaBeth planting seeds--pomegranates have 613 seeds (plus or minus). this totem fruit of mine has 613 ideas in its head at all times--in its head? in its girth? i begin to number my seeds--put the ideas for germination--look to what sprouts to see what to plant. i attend to the gift of the alvacado pit--and think what it would be like to know the one seed--which one of the 613--to tend at this moment? (Tue, 10 Nov 2009 19:05:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth a returning--a stabilizing clarity--a normalizing homecoming. we are here, together, with all that we have left to take apart--and put back together again--in two pots, i think. it is like the repotting exercise--each part of the plant gets its own place to root and grow--and both parts stay alive, keep growing, keep blooming in their own happinesses and continued life... (Mon, 09 Nov 2009 05:00:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth and so the day begins itself again...seeds sprouting from fire--i look to the pinecones in the forest fire and the openings, the rich new life, to fall on the fertile, scorched earth. cleansings are serious business. sometimes there is everything to make one open, sprout, grow... (Sun, 08 Nov 2009 16:51:46 GMT)

ElizaBeth reconceiving things most precious--taking back my night--making a room for myself--reordering my home--space reclaimed as his, mine, theirs, ours, moving, moving, moving chi... (Sun, 08 Nov 2009 01:40:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth up early on a cleaning rampage--crashing fast in disappointments--too too too too too too too too too too too too too too too too tired to take all this on at one time. i look for something i can do and get all the way done. i start with dishes... (Sat, 07 Nov 2009 15:45:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth on the way home from taking aj to school there was a stag with a triple rack of horns--a well established stag, trapped between the road and the fence outside of blackhawk. a man came running toward him, he turned, found space enough and jumped the black metal daggers of fence post--but his hoof caught and the fence stood shaking where his majesty had struck the chord. (Fri, 06 Nov 2009 18:34:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth synchronicity, starting over, deciding to live in this moment, celebrate the breath, hang out easy with the kids, watch yes, man again for the 100th time. i'm not sure that yes is my problem...what about the sacred no? (Fri, 06 Nov 2009 04:30:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now...there is always a perfect time for miracles that are perfectly timed...here in the intersection of now i claim the ones that are on their way to me...it is safe to land...there is room for you here... (Thu, 05 Nov 2009 07:25:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth another request for stuff--another truck arrives in the neighborhood to take things to homeless women tomorrow. i continue unpacking the cabinets of someday and offering what is still new, still good, still unused by us in taintable ways. energy is flowing out, out, out, and that allows room--the empty center--for the divine when it cares to call... (Wed, 04 Nov 2009 17:30:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth contemplating discernment, fertile ground, planting, caring for, watering what can and will grow. i look at the plastic there is to take to the curb-the good stuff, still good enough to give away. i put it in the plastic bag that disguises other trash not good enough to give. i contemplate containers, wrapping paper, pretty dollar store doodads next to designer duds. discernment, she tells me, is a worthwhile path. (Tue, 03 Nov 2009 19:08:22 GMT)

ElizaBeth cleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnning things, garage, escaped piles of pepper from under the silverware, dust from all manner of unorganized--opening all the windows and doors and allowing the winds of change to sweep out the corners of long forgotten. it is time. (Tue, 03 Nov 2009 16:42:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth prayerful, contemplative, quiet start to an unfolding stream of joyful day. i crank up the music, dance my way through making breakfast, greet the happiness of clean children. so this is morning... (Tue, 03 Nov 2009 15:01:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth the sound of his voice through the muffled speakerphone surrounded by laughing ancestors crammed in the back seat with the long legs of the basketball boy and the happy dreds of the singsong sister daughter child of mine...whatever there is, love will light the way down the river of denial into the beauty of whatever opens as next... (Tue, 03 Nov 2009 06:25:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth there are no pictures and fewer words--forms crack the world open in joy and laughter and happiness--spirits find their ways back home (Sat, 31 Oct 2009 05:28:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth marigold memento: an evening of remembrance, tonight we welcome and celebrate what has come and gone from our a&c community. we thank our ancestors for what they leave for us to do in this world. we welcome the black hut into being. we invite your sharing--of food, song, story in a circle of belonging. 6-9pm, S1, JFKU, second floor, berkeley (ashby & san pablo). you're invited. come knowing. (Fri, 30 Oct 2009 11:00:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth awake and waking up to this moment that has arrived in this hear and this now and realizing *this* is all there is... (Thu, 29 Oct 2009 13:01:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth wind howls, children snore in safety, the mother in me plays sentry to the night, revamps resume, applies, applies in confident, fearless wisdom. the wind of change is howling. i hear her say, "come ready..." (Wed, 28 Oct 2009 08:53:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth sitting in the stillness of a calm that is always still if i still to feel it--the river flows underneath--it moves me where it goes if i will myself to go with it. i be, beat, breathe. there is only this. (Tue, 27 Oct 2009 13:15:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth choosing life. greenblue light of morning crests the dark silouette of the hill. i am hear to seam the night and day together again. i wake up, go boldly, move toward my life. kids are with their cousins. we let the bb tournament slide. we leave what leaves us behind. (Sun, 25 Oct 2009 13:44:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth driving to school we pass a group of girls. i say, "do you want to walk with them?" she says, "they don't talk to me". i ask serious questions about how that makes her feel assuming it makes her feel bad. she says, "they're nothing like me". in the parking lot she smiles, waves at half a dozen people, turns, in her best pre-teen, says, "yes, mom, i have friends". i learn from the teacher in this child of mine. (Fri, 23 Oct 2009 15:18:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth happiness is a choice. life is a choice. freedom is a choice. i choose my choices. i am happy, alive, free and taking my kids to the play at aj's school--the meaning of matthew--offered from the laramie project by judy shepard, matthew's mom. i am grateful for aj's place at this school and the opportunity these artists are offering our community to come together around something so important. (Fri, 23 Oct 2009 00:55:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth motherhood wins. i pick up aj at noon. i am not at yerba buena today. but if you were going, go, sit under the tree, represent me to the tribe of beings, tell me what we did, what we saw, what we made... (Thu, 22 Oct 2009 15:18:05 GMT)

ElizaBeth moving all the furniture, cleansing this house of pain, spurred on to action, lulled into dreams, i am resting and cleaning and moving energy and transforming dreams. transition transitions. over starts. i look to the clay tablet that holds all the wisdom i will ever need: "oh, god of second chances, here i am again" (Wed, 21 Oct 2009 17:15:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth guerreros arrive, make their way to the family altar, begin their work to fight the good spirit fight. i am home, with kids in a crowd of couches making dolls for the children of the unmarked grave. aj is making quesadillas and zoey is folding clothes. james is tucked away doing homework. it is a messy, irreverent, happiness together in the moment of our bliss surrounded by the spinning, whirling, unknowable... (Tue, 20 Oct 2009 01:22:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth beautiful weekend, restorative, connecting. in elise's guided imagery, i find the lined face woman, old as the earth, sitting with me on the mesa where georgia's ashes are scattered. we sit in silence. there is nothing more to receive. there is only what i will do with what i have been given. dances shared, energy exchanged, happiness settles in to a grounded embodiment. what will be will be. who i am, i become. (Mon, 19 Oct 2009 03:06:34 GMT)

ElizaBeth morning star and cresting sun--the orange glow of a coming dawn carves the line of the hill opposite this moment. stark and dark against the lightening sky, i look to the satellite? glowing, glowing, glowing. babies breathe in couch horseshoe. we are sleeping in formation. i break the night for words, words, words.... (Sat, 17 Oct 2009 13:23:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth just back from finding the wild things and collecting heart shaped rocks, leaving prayers and intentions in the flow of the river, sharing a bucket of popcorn and a top down siskel and ebert moment with my movie critics. now, we make quesadillas and cut out what needs cutting--4 stuffed with eyes and mouth, 41 more to go... (Sat, 17 Oct 2009 04:28:45 GMT)

ElizaBeth golden glow takes the baton from a sliver of moon outlined in glow reminding she is part of something bigger than the light. the day and night do their co-mingling. i am born again in the afterglow of dawn. morning star still shines. night will come again... (Fri, 16 Oct 2009 13:57:15 GMT)

ElizaBeth separating stories from the here and now of truth--transforf**kingmation does its thing to spread my wings. i ride the ground of sound--crickets, a father daughter exchange, the keys keying themselves in symbols strung together as beaded strands of words. worlds? (Fri, 16 Oct 2009 05:36:54 GMT)

ElizaBeth yerba buena for making, 10-2, you're invited...come knowing, chasing chickens after school, then perhaps i turn on a phone today? perhaps? (Thu, 15 Oct 2009 14:37:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth ominous sky of dark, the lighter blues scrubbed in--october skies of waiting to downpour, to shake the earth, to make the winter's coming a felt sense knowing kind of thing. i look to the decorations that promise candy. thin veils expose it. there is no there here, no here there...only now, in this moment, the meeting of things unseen. (Wed, 14 Oct 2009 13:48:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth the openness of being...i consider this state of open beingness...open to the mystery ever unfolding as it does. (Wed, 14 Oct 2009 08:00:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth completing ceremony, welcoming warriors, discovering ancestors--today i found the blacksmith, the french fur trader, the iroquois connection, the 's' on the end of delphi, and the volunteer wife-shipped over from france for the soldiers in canada.... they're all arriving in my consciousness in time for our black hut offering on 10/30. you're invited. come knowing... (Tue, 13 Oct 2009 23:05:44 GMT)

ElizaBeth the new day brings...i enter, knowing. (Mon, 12 Oct 2009 14:22:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth our boy turns 13, is healthy, well, alive, celebrated. another boy has a seizure and dies on the bb court, we learn, in the game before the game he is to play. the tournament calls itself off. we come home, light candles, say prayers... (Mon, 12 Oct 2009 03:39:14 GMT)

ElizaBeth there were fireworks in the sky last night--i saw through the bridge on the way home. there wre fireworks at home, too--and today, the smell of smoke. calcinatio is never over. (Sun, 11 Oct 2009 22:31:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth the spirit of love doesn't make you choose between anything--love simply loves. (Sun, 11 Oct 2009 08:33:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth early morning reverie with closed eyes, letting fingers dance across the keyboard in the way they do when i'm not watching them--feeling the dance of all they know, letting the watching them rest. oh, to stop observing my life and simply live it...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (Sat, 10 Oct 2009 13:42:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth peace and prizes and personalities and pundits and pressure building in my chest and promises of pastures, green and otherwise--the sun is out, the passion flowers are blooming, the books are standing erect, spines offering a temtping escape. peace. peace. peace. peace. peace. peace. peace and presidents. blessings on your courage--oh, leader of this imprisoned world... (Fri, 09 Oct 2009 19:15:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth i smell the cinnamon cooking, rolls rising in my grandmother's cake pan. children showering as the heavy light lifts its tired way into the sky. the deep, cold black of autumn mornings invites a lingering desire to stay under warm buffalo skin blankets claimed from ross and worn in the park. i am the good tired as i wake--but body feels a bit like the bombed moon. wtf? (Fri, 09 Oct 2009 13:54:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth a friend just asked me to tell her about my art and this was my response: it's creative community, artmaking, evocative of indigenous, humble ways of making, people doing something with their hands--both of them--in public, on the ground--it's those events you come to--that's what i doand the writing but its the community building that i'm all about webs interconnectivity each being as a piece in each other's puzzle. (Fri, 09 Oct 2009 03:44:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth back in school, in circle, with my tribe. this semester, year, moment in time seems to be about grounding this work we do in the world. sharon siskin inspires--people need what we do--people want what we do--and tells a simple story about the need for artists in a community just like doctors and lawyers and firemen and cops and bakers. i am happy to play my role--PLAY--and BE. (Thu, 08 Oct 2009 12:39:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth gone dark, want to go severe-something angular? bangs? i feel smarter-less hippy, more atrix- i cry, in the studio tonight, when i find the place in my great aunt's archives where my great grandfather admits to being a healer through hypnotism, phrenology-i come from someone-a real, breathing being whose picture smiles back at me when i look up. (Thu, 08 Oct 2009 06:59:18 GMT)

ElizaBeth i broke my writressworder website? yesterday? somehow? and i can't publish changes to it? i suppose i have to rebuild it? wtf? is *EVERYTHING* required to start over now? universe, please, i need...gentle. please. (Wed, 07 Oct 2009 13:48:46 GMT)

ElizaBeth studying going on in the red room and at the table in the nook. i take to the black couch. wonder if i might move to a bed tonight? reclaim the room downstairs? or stay here in between my mysogynists and radiate my goddess vibe...? (Wed, 07 Oct 2009 04:49:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth a week and twenty minutes early for class, i sit in the energy of all that has been held in the circles of s1--look out the windows, notice amy's red tape, dot centered, i stare to see myself--there--at the edge of the wall and the green leafy song, traffic keeps a kind of beat. where do i go? now? (Wed, 07 Oct 2009 00:24:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth going to school on fumes and wishing the mail would arrive with the prayed for check-it will when it does. i am tempted by fear and lack and then i listen to the medicine, calm my fever with the music and memory of a red poppy surprising me with her lounge act and i assemble the stacks of quarters for the journey. life goes on-with or without money-there is abundance and love everywhere-it just changes form. (Tue, 06 Oct 2009 20:39:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up too early? the soft sound of daughter rolls over on the adjacent couch. we are gathered together for warmth. crisp air leaks in through the windows and doors. slices the day open a few hours too soon. i take the inspiration to the page. write my way awake... (Tue, 06 Oct 2009 11:39:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth breaking up and OPEN...the black hut is born in clarity and freedom (Tue, 06 Oct 2009 03:34:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth chilling mornign--burnt orange lays across the dark grey hills, clear white moonlight reaches through the top branches of the highest tree on the hill. i bathe in it, chi kung movement, i welcome in the inbetween... (Mon, 05 Oct 2009 13:40:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth one can not often arrive at the moment before the moment arrives (Sun, 04 Oct 2009 19:01:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth left all the weight of my fear at the river. sat with the flow of her all day. webbed a wand of as a friend dreamed in her next lover. set my wishes for marriage and black hut and partnerships that work in the underwater of her ever flowing love. i feel weightless and waitless--ready to flow with the current of what she sends my way. deep in love with the cold letting go. (Sun, 04 Oct 2009 01:36:48 GMT)

ElizaBeth i sat in the spot where i can see into the sacred oak circle, saw the stag and the deer making love. this is the place where the peacocks make love, too--and where the coyote waits for baby deer--where i have found a bowl in the earth where i imagine the deer give birth. i am full of imaginings--in love with love and all its manifestations--illusions, all of them. (Sat, 03 Oct 2009 01:02:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth he sits at the ege of the patio--resting, resting. i look at him a long time--can't take my eyes off him. he shows me his horns--moves his spine in a certain way from the ground--he looks young in profile and like an alpha stag when he stares me down. wow--i am so grateful for this proximity to something so magnificent and beautiful. (Thu, 01 Oct 2009 14:01:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth the stag is on the hill--after nesting in the planter on the patio--i went out to befriend him, offer him celery, noticed the doe in proximity and the children nestled under the lowest branches of the redwoods. such an incredible creature... (Wed, 30 Sep 2009 00:01:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth i bend, stretch, feel grateful for things that still work in the house of me today. i am here contemplating coffee watching the owls fly from their night job & awaiting the red headed woodpeckers that have taken to the old oak outside this window. i shudder in recognition-i have lived long enough to become a bird watcher. what has become of careless youth? i stroke my chin-remember how much i need to pluck. (Tue, 29 Sep 2009 14:21:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth the sound in my shoulders makes its acheeeeeeeey way toward new world independent film channel stories spinning out into something of a smattering of past. make your own pleasure tools stimulate the unfolding playshop offerings. something is heading somewhere...and that's the way, uh huh, uh huh i like it, uh huh, uh huh (Tue, 29 Sep 2009 04:18:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth the day opens, opens and venus sings and children are safely tucked into their school stories and i return, make a pot of coffee kool-aid and follow the stillness into this wide open opening day... (Mon, 28 Sep 2009 15:37:28 GMT)

ElizaBeth a report on kimodo dragons with zoey and a basketball game with aj, top down drive home with the music, mine, loud--we fall into a groove of dancing all the way home. delicious memories to weave into dreams. i feel solid, rooted, and finally, finally, finally, with every vertebrae of my spine neatly stacked. ohhhhhh, the body... (Mon, 28 Sep 2009 04:42:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth A couple of other thoughts: a master's degree is just that, gaining mastery of a particular area of study. A Ph.D. (doctor of Philosophy) in whatever area implies going beyond mastering what is known, pushing the boundaries of the subject.-- notes from an e-mail exchange with pat b. allen. when i begin to see the light at the ma tunnel, i want to go back to school.... (Sun, 27 Sep 2009 18:57:56 GMT)

ElizaBeth awake. alive. on the porch. watching doves fly in pair formations of community. red headed woodpeckers peck. i rock myself into, out of, ecstatic joy that eases into peace. life continues to live itself out loud. (Sun, 27 Sep 2009 16:12:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth under the moon, i write a deep appreciation for this body companion i have forgotten to love. today, i dwell deep in the home i carry with me--this breathing place where love travels in and out of lungs filled with life. i am grateful, grateful. i am blissed and blessed. (Sun, 27 Sep 2009 02:55:22 GMT)

ElizaBeth the body never lies--i go out to explore what truths it will tell me. the journey to the center of my body soul self... (Sat, 26 Sep 2009 15:07:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth sleeping to wake up to DANCE in a body that never lies--celebrating at jfku, 10-2. join me? you are invited, you have permission. bthany holds a beautiful space for discovery and expansion. i sleep now to dream tomorrow and seal in the memories of this extraordinary day. i feel as if i am getting my life back--and it feels soooooooo good. (Sat, 26 Sep 2009 06:13:40 GMT)

ElizaBeth learning the boundary line of crossing over and coming back. the body never lies. i feel good when i feel good--and this i will learn to trust, follow, show up for, wander along with...life inside a body following its pleasures, instincts, impulses toward JOY. (Fri, 25 Sep 2009 14:10:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth can i set my clock by the pendulum swings? i am on fire with a new aliveness...what a little contemplated depravity can do to fan the flames...I AM ALIVE AGAIN WITH CREATIVE JUICINESS...thank god, thank goddess, thank this blessed moment now... (Fri, 25 Sep 2009 04:07:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth home from a 3antler's day at yerba buena--in bliss for the way the days are ordering themselves--i have jumped off the cliff--i am in a glorious swan dive--i have no idea where the water is, but i am certain, just like in the cartoons, right before i crash spectacularly to the ground, the bucket will appear! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, faith. (Fri, 25 Sep 2009 02:10:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth looking for fun, the spirit of play, a possibility of love, healing, ecstasty, JOY, freedom, overwhelming happiness, kindnesss, interconnectivity, peace, full and free expression...and money... (Thu, 24 Sep 2009 04:05:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth morning leaves a periwinkle memory in the pre-dawn sky. i see the lapping waves of the end of yesterday's pier. it is my color of calm. i breathe in the morning, ground, wake chickens, make eggs. (Wed, 23 Sep 2009 13:29:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth the spirit of WORK is upon me--the railroad spikes of NOW--the ebb and flow of a bay area tide, the mocha of the moment, the air and beauty of this surprising return of confidence...i welcome the fall! this falling back into spirit...YES! (Tue, 22 Sep 2009 22:51:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth alive in the water of morning--equinox harvest--an inventory of dreams planted that might just make it through the coming winter... (Tue, 22 Sep 2009 13:25:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth talking is talking. writing is writing. communicating is communicating. understanding is something else entireley and connection is what i want all of it to be about--but not everything is everything. or is it? (Mon, 21 Sep 2009 14:19:04 GMT)

ElizaBeth less is more. (Sun, 20 Sep 2009 21:16:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth all at once the sky that was dark, a blanket, becomes a wash of color. i am here to witness the miracle of sunrise. i am breathing in and deep. this, oh, this *IS* love, yes? (Sun, 20 Sep 2009 13:44:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth sitting next to zoz who is asking me for a halloween party--already in costume--plying me with promises of togetherness and making paper mache bones and sculls and tombstones and bats....what do you think? should i give in? and let her plan a halloween gig? or? (Sun, 20 Sep 2009 06:31:31 GMT)

ElizaBeth red door is closing tonight. come out to honor what happened here--and to offer encouragement to those who carry it on, out, into the streets in new ways. i am grateful for the space that was made by this precious place. thank you to all who carried it. ps) please post the address in comments? i can't seem to find it. know, of course, it's off telegraph--but can't locate the important numbers.... (Sat, 19 Sep 2009 14:56:45 GMT)

ElizaBeth colors in the sunrise backlight silouettes of solid things--who, whoooting owls remind, sooner or later everything is up for grabs... (Sat, 19 Sep 2009 13:16:32 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking early, periwinkle blue easing into the darkness offering a lighter shade of now (Fri, 18 Sep 2009 13:24:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth home, antlered out, and ready for dreams... (Fri, 18 Sep 2009 04:24:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth sweetest dreams of antlering tomorrow and other discoveries outside the contemporary jewish museum, sf. we intend to be playing from 10-2. will we see you? come, play make? (Thu, 17 Sep 2009 04:34:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth homework next to zoey--we sing along to youtube videos--why does love always feel like a battlefield...better go and get your armor... (Wed, 16 Sep 2009 22:45:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth amazing day of moodswings ending up...and a profound awakening: va hospitals need volunteers to show up and bring art offerings, be human beings, listen to stories...and, there are grants for transformative artists who do these sorts of things. i got fingerprinted and tb tested today....it feels like a blessing, a promise and a possibility... (Wed, 16 Sep 2009 03:12:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth tomorrow begins another week where a series of somethings WILL happen...tonight i try to dream them up... (Mon, 14 Sep 2009 04:36:08 GMT)

ElizaBeth sunrise illuminates sleeping ring of tweens. boy made the a team for bb. i sleep on the red chaise, to be in proximity to overhear what is revealed in truth or dare...this baby of mine plays this game in such a sweet, sweet, innocent way...girls come to me in the night and share stories, insights. thank you kathy tretbar for your example...my model for motherhood... (Sun, 13 Sep 2009 13:42:09 GMT)

ElizaBeth follow only beauty and obey only love-- thank you danuta and kahil... (Sat, 12 Sep 2009 17:25:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth slumber party for the girl child today--boys escape to their cousins--there is THUNDER in the east baby--in kansas, growing up, we used to say that was god, moving his furniture... (Sat, 12 Sep 2009 13:43:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth okay...the red hourglass...a cartoon character? an altar eagle? an altered ego? i have a picture of my son, in his clark kent look--thick black glasses and afro--and now, this year, in braids and beads and guitar player jeans--we laugh at how fast the transformation has taken place. i am moving toward my red hourglass...a jessica rabbit kind of persona for...what? exactly? (Fri, 11 Sep 2009 13:12:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth city bound today... (Fri, 11 Sep 2009 11:15:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth wrecklaces....a name for the necklaces i make? what did i used to call them? birthing necklaces? and now...wrecklaces? oh, marketing...such a tangled web. (Fri, 11 Sep 2009 11:14:08 GMT)

ElizaBeth what if i change my name to elixabeth? or better? elicksabeth? would that eradicate the suburban housewife creature? in me? (Fri, 11 Sep 2009 00:03:45 GMT)

ElizaBeth webs, dreamcatchers and other magick... (Thu, 10 Sep 2009 22:09:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth the good kind of exhausted from a business meeting inbetween the two rivers, an eventful e-mail exchange, a birthday party planned with and for my baby who turned 11 today, the dream of something new beginning to form..............dare i utter the dream of it out loud, yet? or will that break the spell and magic of its promising beginning? (Thu, 10 Sep 2009 05:20:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth the good kind of exhausted for a day lived well, out loud, top down, healing music, end of alchemy--WE DID IT! TA F**KING DA! (Wed, 09 Sep 2009 05:56:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth a holy day for ochun, a sunrise cutting the darkness open, an end to alchf**kingme, a return to the black leather couches of home (Tue, 08 Sep 2009 13:01:00 GMT)

ElizaBeth It is entirely appropriate for schoolchildren to hear the president's speech about the importance of education at school. If you agree, please post this as your status from now through September 8th. (Tue, 08 Sep 2009 00:47:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth it is entirely appropriate for school children to be included in the president's address to them-- (Tue, 08 Sep 2009 00:46:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth up, awake, seeing the transition in the exact moment that today became yesterday--amazing. (Sun, 06 Sep 2009 07:00:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth the good tired--from having done it--finished something--made something beautiful with beloved people--putting spirit into story, sound, string--and letting it leave in pieces with the assembled taking what stories they make of it all out to their interconnected web of human beings. it was a great night. thank you, 3antlers. (Sun, 06 Sep 2009 06:58:41 GMT)

ElizaBeth 3antlers gig tonight--berkeley art annex--san pablo and ashby--2nd floor--come in the back way and follow the orange art quotes. wear fishnets. bring erotic poetry. intend to bring it alive.... 6-9pm. anybody left in the east bay or willing for adventurous travel? who isn't at burning man or the bear dance? come on down... (Sat, 05 Sep 2009 19:54:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth adventures in celebration and gratitude-- (Fri, 04 Sep 2009 16:45:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth the goddess is pissed and she wants to DANCE... (Thu, 03 Sep 2009 13:40:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth this weekend is burning man, the bear dance 4 day, a series of completion rituals for summer and a turning point toward harvest--this is when kids go back to school to learn more and parents all sigh a big sigh of relief. 2012 is not a joke--and spirits needing those bodies who came in knowing they were part of this planetary transition are being asked to show up for the DANCE. where are you dancing this weekend? (Thu, 03 Sep 2009 13:39:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth watching practical magic with zoey on the black couches...after DANCING! (Thu, 03 Sep 2009 03:35:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth installed add, make, love with raven and jj last night in the WIP after alchemy--what a grown up show--with choices and decisions and editing and clarity--soooooooooooooo interesting...we're having a gathering--6-9 on saturday--a pot luck feast of food and creativity fully and freely expressed in community. you're invited. you have permission...add, make, love... (Wed, 02 Sep 2009 12:51:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth fiona apple...heaven help me for the way i am, save me from these evil deeds before i get them done...i know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand but i keep livin' this day like the next will never come... (Tue, 01 Sep 2009 16:23:50 GMT)

ElizaBeth all we have is prayer, each other, our dreams...and all we have to find is courage enough to make them come true...bring them into the light of day and visibility...or strength enough to stay in the dark of the dream until it is fully formed...and trust enough to know everything is always perfect in the light and in the dark and in the gorgeous ooze of dawn and dusk inbetween... (Tue, 01 Sep 2009 01:05:32 GMT)

ElizaBeth all we have is prayer...and each other... (Tue, 01 Sep 2009 00:57:25 GMT)

ElizaBeth wu wei and pray... (Mon, 31 Aug 2009 04:20:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth monster's inc with the chickens--we are in the ring of couches settling in for the night. it's becoming our tradition. (Sun, 30 Aug 2009 04:31:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth just finished an extraordinary workshop with amy conger--a colleague and new grad from JFKU--she brought me back into my physical relationship with my inner saboteur--has a gentle way, a fabulous gift for bringing people into a deep connection with the INTERCONNECTED RELATIONSHIP between one's insides--all of them. we made gorgeous boxes of integration--beautiful ring box stories of how to move forward TOGETHER... (Sun, 30 Aug 2009 01:09:08 GMT)

ElizaBeth my hours of here that are now now (Sat, 29 Aug 2009 14:45:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth headed to the studio--to purge. to clean. to throw away. to start over. i begin, again, again--and this feels good--i LOVE starting over... (Thu, 27 Aug 2009 16:21:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth today was a studio day--sifting, sorting, cutting the teacher back out of the alchemical womb. i come home, sleep for hours, integrate? the lessons? wake to zoey and me and princess diaries 2? a girlhood revisited with mine. will we surf down the staircase? (Thu, 27 Aug 2009 01:04:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth conjunctio complete. alchemy finishes for me next week, for my witness, the week after. i have survived it--the fire, the flood, the exposition to the air, the burying in earth, the death, the separation, the coming back together? that is the promise of alchemy--the coming back together--the marriage of opposites. i marry the mother in myself--and what else? what other marriages? of spirit? are required here? (Wed, 26 Aug 2009 06:55:52 GMT)

ElizaBeth daughter starts sixth grade. i go to wake her--she is already in the shower. i take her to school, get tires, go to the studio, complete conjunctio in alchemy class tonight--this is the day--the plan. i am intentional about these things. what happens in the margins and the middle--well, that is the stuff i see on mulberry street...tee hee! (Tue, 25 Aug 2009 13:42:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth an amazing day with kids--lafayette reservoir adventure usurps all other grown up plans for the day. zoey is officially a sixth grader tomorrow. so we adventured around the water, found the perfect tree for reading under, took a nap on the top of a picnic table, celebrated being together with 7-11 ice cream treats--i'll be a grown up again tomorrow. today, a mom with kids... (Tue, 25 Aug 2009 03:29:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth Monday: get tires, apply for jobs, send letters for antler gigs, help kids line up their school priorities--outfits, supplies, stuff--finish sorting the last unsorted pile, finish? the web? for alchemy? (Mon, 24 Aug 2009 15:48:29 GMT)

ElizaBeth AMAZING day on Limintour Beach with Nina Wise--landscape for a dream--teaching like plato out in the bright wide open. seals, dolphins, water coming right up to the edge but not inside our sacred circle lined with seaweed strings--a dream. and the work we did--so beautiful, with many tender breakthroughs... (Sun, 23 Aug 2009 05:40:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth nina wise day at limintour beach, pt. reyes--after the o-v-e-r conversation last night. such...interesting juxtaposition...pray for our miraculous reconciliation, please. i am praying for a miraculous reconciliation. (Sat, 22 Aug 2009 13:48:08 GMT)

ElizaBeth rage in all its stages... (Fri, 21 Aug 2009 22:10:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth let the symbols most strong for you help guide you the rest of your way in being true to your nature -raven reyes to eBu this morning (Thu, 20 Aug 2009 16:37:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth feeling empowered--like things are possible... (Thu, 20 Aug 2009 02:22:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth i ripped owl woman out of the womb of my motherhood. now what? (Wed, 19 Aug 2009 14:54:43 GMT)

ElizaBeth the goal of the opus...conjunctio promises itself in alchemical culmination...will we get there? (Tue, 18 Aug 2009 13:56:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth if it be your will... i break my ego into pieces and submit. what will be will be. (Mon, 17 Aug 2009 02:38:59 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking in a ring of couches as hearth? home? to my children--sleeping in a ring of dreams that includes each other... (Sun, 16 Aug 2009 14:35:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth home with the zoz--another moment of mom (Sun, 16 Aug 2009 03:01:32 GMT)

ElizaBeth separatio is the last operation before the promise of conjunctio...separatio. here we are. alchef**king me...is still f**king me... (Sat, 15 Aug 2009 10:39:07 GMT)

ElizaBeth hangin' with the zoz watchin' looney tunes...a night at home as a mom!!! (Sat, 15 Aug 2009 05:02:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up, formulating a plan, moving purposefully into the day... (Thu, 13 Aug 2009 14:10:18 GMT)

ElizaBeth exhausting, satisfying aligned day--this prima materia--separatio has begun--i read for school alongside my son--the kids and i make dinner together, do dishes, reclaim our kitchen--mom life resurfaces with a clear delineation--i can be this no matter the twists and turns of love and other stories.... (Thu, 13 Aug 2009 04:58:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth being a mom today--taking and picking up zoey from volleyball, encouraging all of us to clean our rooms, reading, talking, playing, dreaming with aj--it's been a looooooooooooooonnnnnng time? it feels good. (Wed, 12 Aug 2009 23:01:56 GMT)

ElizaBeth family returns today--antlering postponed for new family members! and returning family! and calming with the dyadic tribe! (Mon, 10 Aug 2009 17:16:51 GMT)

ElizaBeth is it the thing of the thing? the being of the being? or the spirit of the spirit? that i am wanting things to be about with my art making life? art is thing? yes? people, living things are beings with living spirits? and spirits are disembodied forces looking for a beingness to take up residence in? or? perhaps i should go back to sleep? (Sun, 09 Aug 2009 10:38:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth dancing is way to freedom...the way to prayer...the way to the spirits...the way to release and joy and friendship and renewed commitment to deepening in life...DANCING. (Sun, 09 Aug 2009 00:16:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth okay--balancing the inner with the outer--i will work at home during the day and then GO DANCING...or not? DANCING is the way through all manner of innerts... (Fri, 07 Aug 2009 16:48:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth going inward...to transform the outer... (Fri, 07 Aug 2009 11:18:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth focus and ground at HOME--where I AM THE MOTHER in this house--wife and mother--i recommit--if that's in place, the rest will follow--the artist, the healer, the work of the work, the thing of the thing... (Thu, 06 Aug 2009 17:50:56 GMT)

ElizaBeth sublimatio: “If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all life it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also receives his last sigh. So if we sell you our land, you mus (Mon, 03 Aug 2009 17:55:49 GMT)

ElizaBeth The six basics in life are food, clothing, shelter, recreation, transportation and a work place. The Native Americans never had a word for “work” until the Europeans arrived. They had a word for doing things of necessity and that word was “Live!” (Mon, 03 Aug 2009 16:53:14 GMT)

ElizaBeth helping with the dishes? ordering this room? books on shelves? is that a sign of commitment? a way forward? i send our 3antlers offer out to institutions. see what comes. begin in the unknowing unknowable way of beginning. sit with the wonky web outside (Mon, 03 Aug 2009 16:28:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth spells are broken? the light is brighter? i feel like i am waking up...and we are still in our house and married with children and moving on and forward in our interdependent independent lives...i breathe deep...the breath of renewal? (Sun, 02 Aug 2009 14:33:17 GMT)

ElizaBeth wake-assist w/5 elements today and tomorrow-mark the passage of time--3rd anniversary of my dad's passing... (Sat, 01 Aug 2009 13:36:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth exhausted from another inspiring day of antlering--i sleep, perchance to dream my way forward... (Sat, 01 Aug 2009 02:00:00 GMT)

ElizaBeth 3 antlers is antlering in Delores Park, San Francisco today, 1-4pm. You're invited. You have permission...to come, play, make... (Fri, 31 Jul 2009 14:51:11 GMT)

ElizaBeth books in piles--books i made and wrote, books i read and bought--books, books, books, books swallowing my life--wax wings melt? break? inside my webbed womb of wonder...there is this mess of my life to clean up piled all around in books... (Fri, 31 Jul 2009 07:38:35 GMT)

ElizaBeth moving into my life--with antlers held high--chi kung at the accupressure institute tonight at 7--first class is free! kaleo and elise in the body practice of their embodied art form...see you there? berkeley--accupressure institute on shattuck? anyone? (Thu, 30 Jul 2009 18:02:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth “Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours." - Swedish Proverb (Wed, 29 Jul 2009 23:22:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth for one human being to love another is perhaps the most difficult task of all, the epitome, the ultimate test. it is that striving for which all other striving is merely preparation. -rainer maria rilke (Wed, 29 Jul 2009 09:10:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth sublimatio starts tomorrow--coagulatio survived tonight... (Wed, 29 Jul 2009 07:41:19 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking inspired...much to write, read, move into the day with... (Sat, 25 Jul 2009 14:50:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth ohhhhhhhhhh, much better--I AM GOING TO SHA SHA HIGBY TONIGHT--for school! for life! for wide and beautiful JOY--sha sha and whatever she inspires. my eyes will drink her in...i go to the well of her offering and prepare my thirst... (Fri, 24 Jul 2009 15:27:03 GMT)

ElizaBeth walking up in coagulatio--ready to put some things deep into the earth--to see if they can find it--their seizure? their desire to awaken? (Fri, 24 Jul 2009 15:21:30 GMT)

ElizaBeth coagulatio begins--and letters to a young poet is on the reading docket for today--perhaps some 3antlering for some business planning purposes--and chi kung to round out the evening...a full day of transformation inspiration begins! (Thu, 23 Jul 2009 13:20:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth home pondering the meaning of the place and what makes a house a home... (Thu, 23 Jul 2009 01:29:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth headed to berkeley art annex...for a little exchange... (Wed, 22 Jul 2009 19:49:27 GMT)

ElizaBeth have misplaced my wallet? am preoccupied with wondering where it might be. when aj was little, he would come to us and say "i look everywhere..." and i remember, as i do--and sit with this feeling that i might have to start all over again... (Wed, 22 Jul 2009 13:49:18 GMT)

ElizaBeth solutio completes itself today--i can't remember nina homework but am sure we had some--and will go to the studio to fill the punch bowl with wedding pictures and wonder if they'll sink or float in the pomegranate pour? (Tue, 21 Jul 2009 14:52:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth day two--five elements--so so solutio...looking for a glass cave and punch bowl... (Sun, 19 Jul 2009 14:33:16 GMT)

ElizaBeth tired from day one of four in the third five elements class i've been in with kaleo and elise--loving the deepening that happens in chi kung--getting under what is verbal--beyond my over developed emotional body... (Sun, 19 Jul 2009 04:34:25 GMT)

ElizaBeth solutio starts today--to put what has been in the fire in the water--i find a clear bowl, add rose petals, let what is ready fall to the bottom, float to the top--water feels more like love? cool water in this hot summer...i begin the dive, the paddle, th (Thu, 16 Jul 2009 18:02:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth By extracting the most possible sweetness out of everything, just as the bees gather honey, we thus build him. (Wed, 15 Jul 2009 19:29:47 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up with a cold--a deep stuckness--will chi kung to get it out? move like nina suggests? find letters to a young poet and read? get the alchemy chapter for solutio? and begin? lay here and feel the sickness? while it comes and goes all the way in an (Wed, 15 Jul 2009 18:13:22 GMT)

ElizaBeth looking through the fire at what is left from it--making something of it for the circle in class tonight...ash is all over the trunk--loosed from the cage of the fabric wrappings--of what can not contain what is ready to spill... (Tue, 14 Jul 2009 16:55:20 GMT)

ElizaBeth my friend donna put this up--and i thought i'd follow her example. i am burning a lot of things up--old ways of being, tired emotional habits, etc--and memories of what is ready to be burned? or remembered as good and kept from the fire are welcome: donn (Mon, 13 Jul 2009 18:59:58 GMT)

ElizaBeth life enhancer job interview, mike grady's going away party, bonfire? for calcinatio? so much to burn... (Sun, 12 Jul 2009 19:38:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth i read jung to find insights into alchemical processes that can only be done--encountered--endured--not thought about--only entered, tested by fire, released to the other side of something made about something that matters--is of matter--prima materia. t (Sat, 11 Jul 2009 15:31:57 GMT)

ElizaBeth encountering hera--and readying for a bonfire. (Fri, 10 Jul 2009 16:33:36 GMT)

ElizaBeth tell me what you know about the archetype of mother? of lilith? of first woman? i am anchoring in alchemy--calcinatio this week--baptism by fire... (Thu, 09 Jul 2009 16:38:14 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up to prima materia and time in the studio--life at its beginnings--a place to find the stuff that transforms... (Tue, 07 Jul 2009 13:29:32 GMT)

ElizaBeth i'm back in the murphy bed--home? my boys came running to meet me, hug me, tell me stories--a lovely welcome from my sons. (Tue, 07 Jul 2009 06:51:38 GMT)

ElizaBeth bumped 'til 6pm--back in oakland at ten tonight-- (Mon, 06 Jul 2009 20:56:39 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking early after a night of margaritas and sidesplitting laughter...at myself, with my dearest friends. moving slowly with intentions of making the plane...we'll see. (Mon, 06 Jul 2009 12:28:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth next to my brother back in shawnee--he writes his thesis--i check in on facebook, e-mail, find messages from what love still lives... (Sun, 05 Jul 2009 20:55:21 GMT)

ElizaBeth have been kayaking, found the blue heron, fell in love in a cove--with my sister and the moment. astoundingly beautiful. i think of all of you... (Sat, 04 Jul 2009 20:21:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth we have arrived--i'm in rocky mount missouri...fireworks, the lake, the pontoon--ohhhhhhh, i am surrounded by family, new nieces and nephews...it is ordinary life at its finest and i am deep in the relaxation of pouring another mojito...alas, my dear stua (Sat, 04 Jul 2009 05:35:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth headed for the ozarks... (Fri, 03 Jul 2009 06:04:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth am at my mom's in kansas: (913) 888-7479 (Thu, 02 Jul 2009 18:44:13 GMT)

ElizaBeth anyone up for high school musical at theatre in the park tonight? i'll be on a blanket at shawnee mission park with my mom and sisters and neices and nephew and daughter...see you there? (Thu, 02 Jul 2009 18:39:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth kansas bound--be there at ten tonight. jj? perhaps a sculpture? (Wed, 01 Jul 2009 18:44:23 GMT)

ElizaBeth disappearing in kansas for the next few days. if anyone's up for it, what about a drink at johnny's, 8ish on sunday night? i'll be with family in the ozarks until then--but would love to gather with anybody up for it? SM Parkway and Pflumn - open til 2am (Wed, 01 Jul 2009 06:24:01 GMT)

ElizaBeth 3antlers, alchemy, just published the first six months of the fourth year of my on-going blog saga. it's my 15th book in the world in published form--lots of art books, sketch books, mac books--but this is a doorstop made of words! (Tue, 30 Jun 2009 10:54:34 GMT)

ElizaBeth waking up readying for the day seeing maria and jeremy and cece in pleasant hill--catherine's love flies in from london--mine is scarce upstairs. we continue. i show up for readings and possibilities and seeing what comes of this hot summer sun... (Sun, 28 Jun 2009 15:22:22 GMT)

ElizaBeth home, alone, with rasberry wine and a book about the origins of the universe...i am reading to find my way... (Sat, 27 Jun 2009 02:37:37 GMT)

ElizaBeth dr. grey, lindsey wildlife and mistress of the bones, chi kung--somewhere in all that, a kiss to each kid, a visit to the studio, continued making...a way...forward? (Thu, 25 Jun 2009 14:00:33 GMT)

ElizaBeth three antlers teaching practice launches as the next new thing--the new new thing--and we show up for work! (Tue, 23 Jun 2009 14:06:42 GMT)

ElizaBeth i am home--no one else here. tired. resting. catching up on elife. connecting here--to my connections. (Sun, 21 Jun 2009 00:34:02 GMT)

ElizaBeth think of this wellness you hold me in as an audience of sacred witness watching as i walk the tightrope-there is a net underneath--there is something to catch me when i fall-there is a bounce to the web underneath that will throw me back up to the wire if (Fri, 19 Jun 2009 15:43:24 GMT)

ElizaBeth holding opposites in wellness--perfect balance--hold me in the wellness of the well... (Thu, 18 Jun 2009 15:46:55 GMT)

ElizaBeth finishing, finishing, finishing so i can start, start, start...BIG SHIFTS, TRANSITIONS, MOVING TOWARD JOY...i am eliminating everything that doesn't make me happy...everything...just like i would if i were freshly diagnosed with something dire. i'm doing (Thu, 18 Jun 2009 14:44:06 GMT)

ElizaBeth changing everything...exit strategies abound! (Wed, 17 Jun 2009 05:31:53 GMT)

ElizaBeth today, while the blossoms still cling to the vine, i'll taste your strawberries and drink your sweet wine...happy new babies, new birth days, new masters, new parentage, new belongings...happy, happy... (Tue, 16 Jun 2009 12:34:26 GMT)

ElizaBeth monday, monday...children sleeping in, no one to take to school, i go to the studio before work, leave the chair that folds out into a bed, finish the newsletter today? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? (Mon, 15 Jun 2009 12:58:12 GMT)

ElizaBeth entering the reality of a sunday morning--cats are lumps and shadows of other things--today is the last day of the weekend--i have papers, papers, homework, and an end to put on this tumultuous semester. what happened to the miracles of a saturday mornin (Sun, 14 Jun 2009 15:01:10 GMT)

ElizaBeth awake early on this glorious saturday morning--new creatures in the backyard--a cat? a cougar? a bob? i will investigate later---for now i lay and watch from my red couch view--something miraculous is happening here? (Sun, 14 Jun 2009 14:31:34 GMT)

ElizaBeth home, red couch after dreaming in the red tent in my studio after celebrating the divine feminine revelations of a whole tribe reclaimed for HER EARTH MAGICK and all that comes from healing women and the earth--women as the earth. beautiful, beautiful, b (Sun, 14 Jun 2009 07:26:47 GMT)