Crystal Wind Chimes – one of the cherished sounds of my childhood was the sound of tinkling glass wind chimes responding to the breeze. I was amazed at how strong and beautiful they were, in spite of being glass. That is my metaphor, fragile appearing, but strong and beautiful, capable of amazing feats.
I write because I must. For the same reason, I create stained glass and mosaics. I have always had the urge to create, and now am in a place where I can.
From the Christian perspective, I am a pagan. I don’t particularly like the title, but it will do until I come up with something better. I know there’s more out there than we can see from here, and I think that is one of the reasons I came back.