Myself at Home

I'm home again ... in my little hut on my little acre. I busy myself this morning with class preparations and for reiki later this afternoon. It feels good to wake in my own bed, in space that is familiar, comforting, healing and loving.

I spent this past week with my mother ...

... as she is now, not as she was then. This is a photo that my cousin Diane recently shared with my mother. Mom must have been in her early twenties here. 

I managed some time to doodle a bit while I was away ...

... and was simply delighted to return home to another Etsy sale. More later ...