Blog archive
February 2026
Refresh and Refocus 1619: Continuing the Dialogue
02/28/2026
Status - February 28, 2026
02/28/2026
AI Presentation
02/26/2026
Exploring the “Cheech”
02/26/2026
Mary Mejia is Here to Make a Difference
02/26/2026
One Year On
02/26/2026
President’s Message – March 2026
02/26/2026
Support Groups: Who, What, When, Where, and Why?
02/26/2026
Volunteering, Belonging, and the Power of Connection
02/21/2026
January 2026
BEACONS OF HOPE - The Dump Trucks of the Eaton Fire
01/29/2026
Exploring the Hidden Trails Together: The Pasadena Village Hiking Group
01/28/2026
Five Years of Transformative Leadership at Pasadena Village
01/28/2026
For Your Hearing Considerations: A Presentation by Dr. Philip Salomon, Audiologist
01/28/2026
Hearts & Limbs in Zambia
01/28/2026
Lost Trees of Altadena Return Home
01/28/2026
President's Message: WHY the Village Works
01/28/2026
TV: Behind the Scenes
01/28/2026
Trauma to Triumph
01/28/2026
1619 Group Reflects on Politics, Climate, and Democratic Strain
01/23/2026
How Pasadena Village Helped Me Rebuild After the Eaton Fire
01/10/2026
Dancing With Paint
By Karen BagnardPosted: 05/12/2022
Dancing With Paint
Sometimes drawing is like dancing…
A leap, a twirl, a moment of stillness.
You can close your eyes while dancing
And you can close your eyes while drawing.
It can be done to music
Or just from memory.
Either way, my heart sings.
Either way, I’m in my bliss.
Sometimes dancing is like drawing…
A line, a dot, a squiggle and stillness.
Dance, draw, leap, twirl and
Always remember to sing.
A poem by Kären Bagnard
