Dolly's Musings

I feel guilty for wanting relief from the heaviness in my heart, when so many people have been living under the weight of injustice simply b...

I posted this on my art Instagram. And then I wanted to write a little bit. So I posted on my personal account. And now I'm posting h...

I haven't posted anything in a very long time. I have written a few things, but either I didn't know how to finish them, or they cam...

This month has been pretty great for me so far. New Year's didn't do anything for me, I think my brain is now wired to think on a mo...

About a week ago I spent the weekend with some friends up in Washington. I haven't visited them for at least a year. Being with them mad...

I haven't posted anything for a while. I've had some ideas for posts and things bouncing around in my head, but could never quite fl...

I don't know what this post is going to be about, exactly, but there are words swirling around in my head the way visual snippets do bef...

I've never been a big fan of object lessons. They're usually very moralistic and preachy, and not very entertaining. And I always fe...

People love to complicate things. Have you ever noticed that? A slight difference in opinion can lead to hours of useless debate. We get loc...

I love Easter. Chocolate, bunnies, . . . chocolate bunnies . . . and overall hoppiness. Family photos, suits and dresses. A cross and a tomb...

"Amen." Amen is cool. You've probably heard that the literal translation of the word is, "let it be so." I like ...