a soulful life | High Road Artist - Part 4

April 25, 2016 by Jeane George Weigel 3 Comments

Back and Forth/Winter/Spring

… listening to birdsong as I hang out the laundry (the larks are back and nesting, mapping out their territories in song, so it is particularly splendid right now), the toads croaking their hearts out in the little acequia that runs through my land…

April 6, 2016 by Jeane George Weigel 4 Comments

Saying Goodbye to Mabel

Haunted wouldn’t be a term I would use. I don’t think when one loved as much as Mabel did, when one believed in things greater than herself and was committed to creating something beautiful, something better, for those of us coming along behind, those people don’t haunt.

March 22, 2016 by Jeane George Weigel 3 Comments

Heading to Mabel’s

I just discovered there’s a lunar eclipse tomorrow morning (and a full moon which I already knew about of course), while I’m snug, high up in the sky, in my glass-walled nest. This just can’t be a coincidence, can it?

March 20, 2016 by Jeane George Weigel 8 Comments

Retreat and Rebirth

I’m packing a bag and some books and heading down to Taos to stay in Mabel Dodge Luhan’s old house. Really. I am. I can’t believe it myself, but it’s true.

February 10, 2016 by Jeane George Weigel 8 Comments

Making a Place

Pain or no I intend to continue. And you all are some of what I know to grab hold of when I need a pull up, when I need to remember who I am.

February 2, 2016 by Jeane George Weigel 5 Comments

A Love Letter

… I put some real heart into wondering why I had ever been. And there was nothing. No great thing. No reason at all that I could come up with.

January 28, 2016 by Jeane George Weigel 5 Comments

It’s Kim’s Fault

… and I haven’t even started with Kim’s divine pastries—tarts and scones and cakes and pies and cobblers…

I am Jeane George Weigel, a working artist living in the mountains of northern New Mexico, and I do not think you and I are so different.

Every single one of us longs to know what we ache for, to “follow our bliss” as Joseph Campbell famously put it. You may find yours as an artist, a writer, or a teacher. But I am convinced we all yearn to live what is in our hearts. Some of us spend a lifetime discovering what that is. Some never find it.

This blog is about a journey of self-discovery, yours and mine. I write about the experience of living an artist’s life and share musings and photos as this living experiment unfolds. It is my hope you’ll join in the conversation by writing to me about your lives and I dearly hope something, here, will inspire you.