The Garden....( Russell Lee 1940 NM)

Hope is a thing with feathers.
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tunes without the words.
And never stops at all.
(Verse from Emily Dickinson poem)

Reflections on The End of 2008.....

In Many Ways....
I look at the Migrant Mother photo...it haunts me...because I see that Woman in my eyes...and other mom's eyes and I carry it in my heart ....it is WHY I blog...and blog so much...We are living through an important part of Our History.....the most difficult Challenging ever....for many of us...it is Up to Us HOW we get through this...about Adapting , Learning and Taking Care of Each Other....Empathy is part of Survival.

But really I am the Gold Dust Woman....because I am always looking for the Golden Moments...mining for it....in small moments and trying to share it, songs, music, photos, art and even stories,anything to Stoke Our Humanity...to help us come through This Time Intact, I am part Gypsy, Part Nurse, Part Appalachian Mama,part worried librarian ...so of course I look for the Gold........it is my way of Hopemongering.....

It started long ago...in the Seventies when I was in Highschool I studied Wildflowering....( in Appalachia that is the study and collecting of Herbs to heal....my parents were not impressed with my Herbal Studies...) But it taught me that What we need to Heal and Care for Each Other is around us.....we just have to look....and open our Hearts...
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"Gold Dust Woman"....by Fleetwood Mac

Neko Case " Hold On , Hold On"...

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So I will be here....writing it all..trying to capture it writing Our History with Heart and Hope....and yes, with Honesty and Empathy......Happy New Year....