Diving Deeper, Staying Real & Honoring My Gray Sweater Blues
BY CAROLYN RIKER Maybe it is the steady drip, drip, drip of rain accentuating the rhythm of Earth’s heartbeat, and the sound of…
Author: Carolyn Riker
The Icky Side of Being An Artist Is Plagiarism
BY CAROLYN RIKER Most artists have had the experience of seeing their words, ideas, art or photography displayed without being given appropriate credit.…
Holding Space For Yourself Isn’t Selfish Or Wrong, But Necessary
BY CAROLYN RIKER What is stress telling us? We juggle and multitask and wipe up real and metaphorical spills while being placed on…
I Don’t Know (But I Really Do)
I don’t know why it happens but it does. Those days when vertical feels extra heavy or that ache behind shoulders descends and there’s nothing left not even one small wing could flap, flutter or move.