Last evening I attended the induction ceremonies for the Alaska Women’s Hall of Fame at Wilda Marston Theater. I allowed the pen to “do it’s thing,”  and this is what happened. It seems to be the form of an indigenous women composed of lots of people; she also has children on her back. This month I am working on bringing forth the voice of the land through drawing. I got some “tips” as I did this, which I wrote on the page. At the end, I experienced the emerald sparkling energy, which I feel is coming from Ireland. I’ll be patient about interpreting this and just continue to “do” it. Scary.