Month: March 2017

Thank you Jay and Kelly for an incredible wine experience.

Portland Perfection

The last time I was a single woman was in 1988. The world has changed in major ways since then. I have not started dating yet because I have been focusing on my health, spirit, career, and the ability to confidently stand alone, and to take care of myself, allowing the Universe to be my best friend and companion. It has worked. I feel like I am now seriously ready to Rock-n-Roll!!!

I have always wanted to perform and sell my art in the northwest, so I planned a scouting trip. I just left Portland, Oregon after a for day visit for my music, art, and soul!!! I might have a new retail outlet for my jewelry and art. Will let you know about that shortly.

IMG_8605I stayed in Portland with Rachel, one of my oldest, dearest, and most favorite friends in the world. She plays guitar too, so we spent a grand time jamming and singing. She has been like a sister to me since I was seven years old. We went many years with out seeing each other, but she is an angel on earth now as much as she was when I was a little girl. She lives very close to the Alberta Arts District so I spent a lot of time wandering around there. I was blown away by a gummy bear portrait of Obama, enjoyed an hour and forty minute yoga class at “I Am Yoga”, and just had a great time window shopping.

Saturday was just magical. We toured the J.Christopher Winery. Jay Somers who owns the winery is also an AMAZING Songwriter. I was given

Entrance to the incredible J.Christopher Winery

Entrance to the incredible J.Christopher Winery.

the honor to sing one of his songs called “Rain” for a charity album. “Rain” is a jazz song. Click hear if you would like to hear. I had never sang jazz, so this was a super cool experience for me. If you know me, you know I have enough energy to provide electricity for an entire town. I have to exercise everyday just to keep from combusting. Anyways, this song was REALLY REALLY SLOoooowwwwww. I contemplated taking a sedative to try and get in the groove because it is SO chill, and I am SO hyper, but the charity the song was being produced for is to help recovering addicts, so I knew the Universe expected me to find my center, and naturally get in the groove. It WORKED and it is one of my proudest vocal accomplishments. Hopefully Jay and I will work together again soon on the music. Until then I will be savoring his incredible wine.

The Vinyard was SPECTACULAR and BREATHTAKING. Jay the owner and Kelly the general manager

My favorite Pinot Noir called "Nuages."

My favorite Pinot Noir called “Nuages.”

graced us with the most incredible palate my taste buds have ever experienced in a wine situation. My favorite red wine was a Pinot Noir called “Nuages,” The word Nuages means clouds in French, and I am not kidding you, with one little sip my head was dancing with the clouds. My favorite Chardonnay was called “Cuvee Lunatique.” If you collect exquisite boutique wines from America’s Northwestern coast then you will want to order from J. Christopher Winery at

Thank you Jay and Kelly for an incredible wine experience.

Thank you Jay and Kelly for an incredible wine experience.

Portland was perfection. I was sad to leave. On Sunday night I travelled alone to Seattle on the Calabas train for more music and art. I have wanted to visit Seattle my whole life. I will blog about this leg of the trip soon!!! Signing off for now. Sending you a ton of love!!!


At the Gala celebrating the Big Reveal for Hadassah's Breast Strokes 2017.

Breast Strokes

It has been a very interesting year for me. Last spring my daughter graduated from high school. In the

My son and daughter at her graduation.

My son and daughter at her graduation.

final moments she ended up at GA Tech. In June she started Tech’s summer school, living down the street from my son/her brother. I found myself alone without my children for the first time in 21 years. I filed for divorce at the end of June after 28 years of sharing a life together. I went to yoga everyday, and focused on mindful living.

August 10th I was rear ended by a woman texting. She did $5,000 worth of damage to my car, and I was injured in a bad way. The divorce was final on August 11th. Within a week of the accident, the whiplash was so bad that I could hardly sit up in bed. No yoga, no painting, no guitar playing. I had to lay in bed wondering if the pain would go away.

My former husband and I remained living together until the house finally closed after being sold twice. I moved into the most adorable rental house in October that my dear friend owns. I have always wanted a house that looked like a spaceship, and I FINALLY got it.


During this scary time MANY MIRACLES happened. The most incredible friends showed up out of the blue at the perfect time showering me with light when it was DARK. Because of the neck injury, I could not sleep, I could not excercise. I just sat there missing my kids while in pain and could hardly play my guitar or paint. I had two performances and had to tough it out. The Orthopedic surgeon did several tests and found I had incurred a bulging disc as a result of the accident and put me on prednisone 3 times, pain killers, and sent me to the physical therapist, etc, etc.

I had been asked in July if I would paint in November breast cancer survivor’s physical breasts with body paint for a charity called Breast Strokes, hosted by Hadassah. Hadassah is an American Jewish volunteer women’s organization that fundraises for community programs and health initiatives for all people. Growing up most of my best friends were Jewish so this was a no brainer for me. With all of my heart, I was honored to paint for this organization.

I am actually in many ways a very shy person, so I was a bit nervous. I had never used skin paint before.

A photograph of my survivors and the butterfly I painted on her skin.

A photograph transferred to canvas of my survivor breasts with the butterfly I painted on her skin.

My first survivor asked for a butterfly. She had one breast, and was left with only part of the other breast with no nipple. As we talked and I transformed her idea onto her skin, her breasts took flight as did her spirit. It was so incredibly humbling for me to sit with her and transform her scars into an image she treasured. I received so many incredible gifts from her. Her courage and strength were contagious and transforming to my heart.

The next survivor I painted was from Texas. She has lived in Atlanta a long time but yearns to return home. She wanted the yellow roses of Texas, bluebonnets and the outline of the state. This was extra serendipitous because I had sung a Willie Nelson song earlier in the year for a different charity and I just love him. It turned out she loved him too, so we bonded immediately over

The yellow roses of Texas, bluebonnets, and the state image all painted by my hand onto the skin of a Warrior woman named Libby.

The yellow roses of Texas, bluebonnets, and the state image all painted by my hand onto the skin of a warrior woman named Libby transferred to a canvas.

Willie. As I started to paint her breasts I got the idea to turn it all into a giant tattoo. It was fun how it all came together. We drank wine, laughed, cried a little and she will forever hold a place deep in my heart.

My experience painting these survivors filled me with hope and in awe of the resilience of the human body and spirit and the witnessing of women who actually punked breast cancer and are thriving in ways they never imagined because of the power they found in themselves during the battle for their life.

I continued to ache through the Holidays and on Christmas morning decided enough was enough. I consistently thought of my survivors. I quit taking all medicine and started going to yoga again. Sometimes I just sat there doing nothing if it hurt to do the pose. I started juicing and meditating daily. My neck is getting better all the time, I am happily divorced and I am enjoying life alone tremendously learning I am stronger and more capable than I ever knew. Every time I use my hammer drill I get a little cocky and think I’m Wonder Woman until I almost fall off the ladder.

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With my sweet Texan survivor next to her sold canvas print of her breasts with the bluebonnets, yellow roses, and state outline I painted with skin paint onto her body.

On Saturday night, Hadassah had The Big Reveal where all the breast paintings were printed on canvas’s and auctioned off. I went alone and immediately bumped into my beautiful Texan survivor. We took pictures, hugged and together said a million things with out saying a word. All of the survivors inspired me profoundly. During the holidays these woman gave me a real reality check.

I will always view breasts in a completely different way for the rest of my life. They are miraculous. It is amazing that something so beautiful that feeds an infant into self sustaining life can also be the thing that kills a woman, a mother, a sister or a daughter. I pray Hadassah finds a cure, I pray this disease becomes obsolete…….. most of all I pray that anyone currently battling this disease knocks it in the trash, and any one who has already conquered this beast continues to thrive and inspire. You all more than inspired me!!!

At the Gala celebrating the Big Reveal for Hadassah's Breast Strokes 2017.

At the Gala celebrating the Big Reveal for Hadassah’s Breast Strokes 2017.