For Paris, for all of us…..

kerin rose, peace, artist



Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. 
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.


Naomi Shihab Nye

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how to begin again…..

kerin rose, vermont, artist

kerin rose, vermont, artistkerin rose, vermont, artist


“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.” 

― Louise ErdrichThe Painted Drum 

I have been absent from this space for way longer than I intended.  Truth be told,  life has broken me.  And my healing work has been to learn to taste the sweetness of those apples again.  In honour of the opportunity to begin again, am in search of a name. Something that sings with the one I already have . To sit in between these two. A middle name with meaning, to represent who I might be,  to serve as a bridge between who I once was and  who I might become, as I tenderly , and tentatively move forward  into the river that is called l-i-f-e while trying my best not to crush the tender shoots that are just beginning to sprout under my feet. I thought I was ready last spring, but I realized I was not. As they say, miles to travel before I sleep….there was so much more I needed to see and understand.

Your ideas are wanted and appreciated.  Names in other languages are fine. Think beauty. Think movement. Think growth and nature. And healing.

I will trade you a pair of silver pretties, if you can help me figure this one out….not much for something as powerful and important as a name, but its what I have, and its from my heart

I desire to be named by friends, I desire to be named by people who know me

namaste, Kerin Rose

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Small doings……

kerin rose, meadow

kerin rose, meadow medow1 medow2 medow3 medow4 medow5 medow6

TEST    ‘Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.’


I am digging in deep these days, almost literally crawling on my belly, looking for beauty in the tiniest cracks of my human existence….I have noticed ( have you?…I bet you knew this all along!) that so many things are made up of  teeny tiny parts multiplied to create a glorious whole? Just more evidence that I am you and you are me and we are the Universe. We are love. 

(On another note, doesn’t Vermont look like the Emerald City in summer? You must come to see it sometime!)

I am still very quietly here…what have you been up to this summer? Some new things are brewing…not ready to share them just yet, but I promise I will!

xo K

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maya angelou, you will be missed….

Bogs, kerin rose, maya angelou

Bogs, kerin rose, maya angelou

[audio:|titles=phenomenal woman]
(click to listen! I love to read poems out loud)
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Blessings and light to you Maya Angelou, for this wonderful manifesto….there are indeed angels on earth…
peace and namaste. bright soul….xxx
****this is a reposting, but I believe some things are worth repeating! Dont worry, its not fall here!
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The horizon…..

kelly clark, umberdove

 kelly clark, umberdove

The Buddha compared the universe to a vast net woven of a countless variety of brilliant jewels, each with a countless number of facets. Each jewel reflects itself in every other jewel in the net, and is in fact, one with every other jewel. 

 Tibetan Book of Living and Dying

A friend wrote this week wondering where I have been. I suppose I will preface my answer by letting you know that I am one of those ‘types’ that withdraws when I am processing something that feels rather large. My father passed at the end of January. It was a long and arduous passing that was truly reflective of the duration of my relationship with him. People in their endless compassion can be quick to offer condolences, for which I have gratitude, but in truth, in many ways this was a release…..and a paradigm shift for me, and there is much that I am sure I am going to be processing for a long time.  I was not the child that my father wanted. All of  his ‘want’ and disappointment was never far from his side in this life. I will suffice to say that it manifested in ways that were not pretty and most definitely not kind.

What I witnessed, in the moment of cessation of his breath, is  that the body can no longer hold on to whatever one’s monkey mind is choosing to hold. Negative thought, beliefs  and feelings so long nurtured,what seemed so deeply important to him, floated off, and disappeared. I will not say that he became peaceful..yet I saw that energy instantly carried away by the benevolent wind of universal truth. Really released. Gone in an instant.

The Buddha believed in the mutual interdependence between the individual and the environment. Really, of all things. We need to think about the tiny drop of venom we might unwittingly spew into someone else’s life…they are us, and we are them. 

So what I think I know for sure is this….no matter what, no matter what anyone tells you you are, or are not,  or  you are supposed to be or could be….the defining  factor remains  that your  beautiful soul and essence belongs to something so much larger than the  corporeal. What we cling to so tightly in terms of our ‘definitions’ truly does not matter in the end. When your heart hurts, when your spirit feels broken, when  feel you are not being  seen, do not look for truth in the individual who is refusing to ‘see’ you… cast your feelings back out to that which is so much bigger than that individual whose ‘agenda’ and belief system does not include your goodness and light.

Instead, cast it out to the bejeweled net.

it will hold you,

it will reflect your

glittering beauty, 

so you can see

the truth

and the light

that we all are made of.

What matters in your life is not the particulars. What matters is being one with every other jewel. 

I see you and you see me.

Namaste, and a deep bow of gratitude, with love,


(perfect watercolour painting by my lovely friend Kelly Clark !)

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Feliz Navidad!……

kerin rose, jewelry, crabapples

kerin rose

kerin rose, jewelry, crabapples

kerin rose, green apple green chile pie, pie town

kerin rose, bronze, messenger bird, sparrow


Good morning from the frozen north east ( and I mean FROZEN!…I think its about 5 degrees out there right now)….

I have been busy in an ‘indoor’ kind of way…this weather calls for a green chile apple pie, made from the ‘authentic’ recipe straight from Pie Town, New Mexico. Yup, its a real place ( if you click on the links you will see I am not kidding!)

Some other news is on the horizon, but I will save it for another day…. really, I am here to wish you  a wonderful and peaceful year’s end and to express my gratitude  for your friendship and supportive visits to my little corner of the interwebs!  There is a lot of buzz around the net about choosing your ‘word’ for the year to come….I am a pretty global thinker-envisioner, so I have adopted this quote from the ecstatic poet Hafiz instead: ” The wise in any foreign country seek a true guide…”  I as I walk into the unknown territory of 2014,  I am focusing my heart and mind to always lean in the direction of truth.  Lets see where it takes me!….sending armfuls of love and light in your direction…namaste…xo K




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Lend me your ears…..

kerin rose, vermont, ice storm

kerin rose, vermont, ice storm

kerin rose, vermont, ice storm

kerin rose, vermont, ice storm

I haven’t been able to venture far from home the last two days….evidence above that my world  has been encased in crystal!….even getting out to walk Henry has been impossible, so we are making the best of things with lots off stuffy food balls, cuddle and fetch sessions in the hallways!   I saw an interview on the telly yesterday that Oprah did with Thich Nhat Hanh, the profound Buddhist monk, he of the monastery  Plum Village in Bordeaux, France, where he was in exile for 39 years and apparently is largely unheard of. I just loved listening to him. He spoke of what he considers the four important mantras for authentic connection. I will paraphrase a bit here but they go like this: ( on a personal note, I just adore his use of the word ‘darling’..from my lips, though , it would be reinterpreted as “darlin”! 🙂

“Darling, I am here for you “ He is speaking of the pureness of simply witnessing another being, in a deeply present wa’)You offer him or her your presence. You are not preoccupied with the past or the future; you are there for your beloved. Your deeply present self is the best you can offer. This is love. Witnessing. Being there.

“Darling, I know you are there and I am so happy” He is speaking of the acknowledgement of another. This creates such deep connection in my mind. You recognize the presence of another being as something very precious. He said, “to be loved means to be recognized as existing”.

“Darling I know you are suffering”  This is about leaning in to the moment of someone else’s pain, and just being there. To hold them in your heart. Nothing more, nothing less. Your deepest presence already can bring some relief. 

“Darling, I suffer, and I am doing my best to practice”.  This is about creating a deep heart connection even through pain and asking to be witnessed, without judgement. And asking for help, allowing another to explain their hurts, their anger. Its about turning towards someone when there is pain, rather than turning away. Its about removing the obstacle between your self and the other person, rather than looking to punish them, or suffering alone in silence. I think this takes bravery. Big bravery.

Big stuff to ponder. Such outwardly simple rules of engagement, yet we truly have to practice to put them into action…


While I am on the subject of being deeply present,  I want you to know that I am having a bit of a solstice celebration!….just for you… you have have witnessed me up till now, and who will be witnessing and walking with  me towards the light of the coming year! A deep bow of gratitude for you all. Namaste, in love and light and truth. Deep truth.

All earrings are 20% off in my etsy shop ( not my regular site) until December 25th midnight!….just use the code IHEARYOU  to nab the ear bobs of your dreams.  

I am deeply honored to embellish your soul! xo K

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kerin rose, woods


kerin rose, woods

kerin rose, woods

kerin rose, woods

Resiliency…this word has weighed hard , rolling around in my mind endlessly  for the last few months.  I have not been present in this space for far too long, but I won’t get into the details, as I am sure that its not the important part. Sometimes in life,  what  we believed to be ‘true’ can  make it quite clear  that we have been mistaken. Sometimes one thing after another occurs, and  truly, the best you can do is surrender to the crashing and burning  happening at your feet, while hanging on tightly in your heart to the idea that every day brings an opportunity to heal. 

I have been pondering what  is it  that makes some of us so resilient, and some of us, well…just- so- not? Is resilience static, dictated by our nature, or something one can cultivate? And if it can be cultivated ( yippie!) , then why is it so difficult for some?  I read somewhere once there exists four cornerstones of resilience: compassion, acceptance, openness, creativity…( my apologies…for not crediting the writer…I cannot recall!). I believe this to mean that we must be  kind to ourselves for whatever may have brought the disaster we are experiencing, we accept that it is really happening, instead of living in denial, we are open to whatever there is to learn from the experience, and choose to use our creativity to find solutions. That, and we can give ourselves ( and others) grace.

I believe the beauty of being human is that we have the ability to do  just that.  When the world feels like it is coming to an end, and  it feels like  we will never be whole again, we can remember. We can remember that we are children of  Mama Nature, Creator, God, and no matter what, there is a bigger picture. For  myself , I  will always lay me down on the earth. Our Earth mama is the original source of resilience. She can absorb and transform. Her rivers and winds will carry away the darkness.  She sings a lullaby that will remind you that there is so much beauty in a new day. Beauty  in eyes that can see. In feet that can carry me forward. In breath that can carry gratitude and light  into to the tiniest and darkest of spaces.

For grace, I am thankful.

Tell me, how do you find resilience?…I want to know the gorgeous mosaic of human ways!

 Wishing you all the beginning of  a beautiful holiday season…namaste, in love and light….


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To your health……

kerin rose, elderberry tincture

kerin rose, elderberries, snails

kerin rose, elderberries

kerin rose, elderberries

 kerin rose, canning set up

kerin rose, canning set up

kerin rose, elderberry tincture

There is no mistaking around these parts that summer is on its way out, and in the process, our world in these parts is slowly being overtaken by shows of gold and orange and red the likes of which I think , are fairly unmatched anywhere in the world, I I believe! We are making like squirrels and chipmunks and gathering up what is the last of summer’s bounty and putting it up to have for the winter that is to come. My dear  herbalist amiga Maria spent the day here processing elderberries and currants, and I thought you might enjoy a peek at the process. My kitchen is t-i-n-y, but that did not stop us…see the picture of her canning rig that we set up out back.  Elderberries have been shown to have incredible immune boosting abilities. I take a tablespoon of this stuff daily in the winter, and quadruple it if I feel a cold coming on.  So easy to make, and you dont even need to can it, as we did  ( she produces huge quantities)…you can simply make a smaller amount and keep it in the fridge, as per the recipe. No access to fresh berries?…dried ones work too! can try getting them here

Elder Berry Tincture

½ cup dried organic elderberries

1 cinnamon stick

5 cloves

1T ginger

2 cup water

1 cup honey

 -combine all ingredients except honey and bring to a boil.

-reduce heat to a simmer and continue to heat until liquid is down to about 1 cup (30 min.

-strain , leaving behind elderberries and spices

-add honey

-keep in refrigerator for up to 3 months ( canning this makes it last till you break the seal)

( you can compost the leftover berries, and if you have chickens, they will think this is an awesome treat!)


in love, light and good winter health!  xo K

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This ‘n that……..

kerin rose, jewelry, sunflower

kerin rose, jewelry, sunflower

kerin rose, jewelry, echinacea, flower

kerin rose, imac, jewelry

Hello friends!…I have missed you!  Its been a long while ( way too long if I say so myself)…summer is most definitely winding down but I have been determined to hang on to her last explosions of colour by sneaking around with my big girl camera to capture whatever still lingers in the garden. I am deeply grateful for these late blooming sisters to keep me company while I work on harvesting what is left  of my herbs.  AND…see my new rig in the photo above!..WOOT!  I bid farewell to my trusty little macbook. She served me well, ( seven years!) and really, owed me nothing….anyways, it is so good to be back….only so much you can accomplish on someone else’s rig….:)

I’ve a few things brewing in my creative life and I promise to let you in on more of that later, but right this very moment, I am going to humbly ask for your support.I am a nominee for the Martha Stewart American Made Awards, and I am asking you, gentle readers and friends for your support! It would mean the world to me and my creative business in terms of helping to keep all of this goodness going!  


You can swing over to my nomination page HERE

  The fun part is that you are allowed to vote up to six times a day, every day, until September 12 !

While you are there, I encourage you to poke around and view the work of others that are up in the different categories…really some incredible work coming out of our wonderful  US of A!  

Ok…I hope you are all squeezing out what is left of the warmer season wherever you are!


xo K

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