Dear Life, Received two emails inquiring “haven’t seen a love letter”. The time change has knocked me sideways and into a coma. Sleeping late. Is that snow in Santa Fe? Is the sky blue? Is the river in Chicago green? Is it Saint Patrick’s Day? Is a leprechaun serving me corn beef and cabbage in bed? Please.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, This quote was part of my morning meditation: “Security… it’s simply the recognition that change will take place and the knowledge that you’re willing to deal with whatever happens.” Changes like the clock moving forward and me still being in bed at 9:42am because my body thinks it 8:42am! Someone is a sleepy head. Love you all.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, 95% of the time, my mind is focused on living in the moment and I feel fully centered. The other 5% is a fearful scream of “What the F—!!!” I throw a few rocks into the arroyo or throw paint onto canvas. The fear passes. Usually quickly. Life is asking me to live fully, love wholly, and feel everything. I am grateful to be alive.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, There are moments when a quiet voice inside says, “This is a mindful memory”. Could be a feeling, something I see and hear that is happening in the present and pointing to the future. I pay attention to these “signposts” and remember them.
Today I make public TALL: The Afternoon Love Letters, 64 letters written in 2015. Please enjoy in WRITINGS.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, This photo was taken in a bar at the end of my drinking days. Jonathan, sitting next to me, was one of my Angels, helping me to find the road of sobriety. I called him yesterday to thank him for my life. My prayers are with him today as he undergoes exploratory surgery in CT. Now, I pray for his life.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, I am grateful to celebrate 40 years of sobriety today. A miracle. The disease of alcoholism/addiction is deadly and devastating, killing many suffering alcoholics/addicts and impacting the lives of untold numbers of families. My primary purpose for the past four decades is to stay sober and to be of service to those in need. Each day, I commit to this incredible journey of recovery. Thank you for traveling beside me.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, The Cancer Center triage nurse called to tell me a bone marrow biopsy in my pelvic is being scheduled. I felt the impact of her words hit my body. I walked over to the painting table and let the emotions out. Then I walked 3 plus miles on the path near the loft feeling the warm sun on my face. Keep breathing and living in the moment. Keep accessing the love and joy within me regardless of circumstances.
Living with cancer is a great teacher.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, It is International Women’s Day. I honor all the women who have helped me become the woman I am proud to be today. Thank you. All of you, near and far, living and beyond the veil, in the circle of my life, the pages of books, in paintings, politics, schools, in the kitchens and halls of change. Everywhere. We are Voices Beyond Measure.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, While walking each day, I see trees with buds and grasses emerging from the earth. I am connected to nature’s rhythm, changing with the seasons. There’s a quickened beat in my step, an enthusiastic vitality in my energy, a heightened awareness of the moment. Old cells are dying and are replaced with new healthy cells. I am a budding flower.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose