27Nov
18Nov
The Art of Being Invisible
Want new and different ways to disappear? Just ask a writer. For those who admire writers and what they do, the thought of writers being invisible is bizarre, laughable even. "You're living my dream,' a dear friend once gushed to me. I stood in front of...
03Apr
The Brilliance of Being Sideswiped
It was over in a split second. But the memory lingered like a scratched LP, playing over and over, chafing annoyance to indignation that could be dismissed only a moment until the replay. There was wisdom itching to be heard, if I paused and allowed...
16Mar
The Familiar Road to Something New
I started my week with a two-day retreat and no, it wasn't a poetry workshop :) It was, however, poetry in motion as six women committed to reclaiming themselves spent two days in conversation and community, overlooking the frozen Northumberland Strait with brief treks outdoors only to...
24Jan
The surprise of old cold love
Every year it happens. I breathe deeply of the last days of Christmas, smile warmly and embrace the promise of a new year, vow to write and clean and sing and play through the dark days of winter into spring's warming light. You know the...
11Jan
Healing in the post-holiday blahs
It was a marvellous Christmas, which for me was four weeks of pure immersive joy. Home and table full of three generations together by choice, eating and cooking and shopping and wrapping, playing games and watching movies ... in the constant flow of positive energy...
31Dec
Making Amends, Making Wishes
New Year's Eve was often a sad day for me. Christmas was over. Another year was over and here I was, despite the resolutions and best intentions of a year ago, unchanged - the same confused and awkward minion of the world surviving into another...
29Dec
Playing with Fire
This is the season of Christmas in my home and heart, a time I plunge into and savour deeply - the scent of fresh evergreens, a kitchen overrun by children both adult and teen home from school, nights playing board games where we make up...
16Dec
It’s not about the money
I used to ghost write for a financial advisor (and if you want to know how that worked for me, check out my Finding Maria series :) ) who often told me - money problems are seldom about money. Oh, really, I'd nudge, not...
13Dec