Many of us cannot afford some of the art that we love (like Dale Chihuly glass.) Everyone who comes to visit us in the PNW is told they need to go to the Tacoma Glass Museum and the Seattle Chihuly Garden and Glass Museum at the Seattle Center to see Dale’s work.

I also love to know what music people are listening to because I love hearing all kinds of music. And don’t get me started on books…. If you aren’t reading, you are so missing out on a rich world.

Take time to share the music, art and books that you love with friends. Art and artists are a VERY important part of our lives.

Checkout Cheryl Bentyne’s (Manhattan Transfer) newest solo album. Release date is OCTOBER 6 …you can find it on Artistshare, ITunes, and Amazon.



No One Heals….

No one hea;s

I recently watched ‘Thirteen Reasons Why’, a series about teen suicide. This saying says it all about why the main character, Hannah, committed suicide.

This group of teens bullied Hannah without really understanding the affect it was having on her. They wounded her so badly that she gave up and killed herself. Before she died, she made 13 tapes to those that affected her life so even in death she wounded them back.

In no way does hurting other people help make you feel better. You need to heal yourself; be honest, be upfront, and talk to an adult, someone who can help you but don’t go as far as the main character. Death is permanent. Hurt can be healed!

Your Story!


I am guessing that everyone reading this has a story that they were or are still ashamed to tell. Telling your story sets you free and can also be an inspiration to others.

Many times when you tell your story you never know how it affects or helps another person. You may never know the affect it has but when someone lets you know how telling your story helped them, it is such a gift.

Don’t be ashamed to share your story no matter how awful/disgusting you may think it is. You just might inspire someone to get out of an abusive relationship, or survive a rape or just feel better about themselves knowing someone else has gone through the same time.

Share your stories!


Always help

This one really speaks to me.

I was having a discussion over lunch recently with friends about homeless people. One of my friends was approached by a street person who asked for money (because she was hungry.)

My friend didn’t have any cash but had a credit card on her…. So she walked with the woman over to a restaurant, that happened to be a pizza place, and bought her two big pieces of pizza. The woman was thrilled to say the least.

Who knows how long it had been since this woman had had a meal and when the last time someone had helped her out but on this day at least one person made her day.