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This is a photo I took this morning of my bookshelf. A couple of weeks ago I went through 11 boxes of books I’d had in storage. Eleven boxes! Now, I know Marie Kondo has been receiving some criticism for a misunderstanding of her attitude towards books, but she was not the reason why IContinue reading “The Joy of Books”

Shoes on, jacket zipped, step-step-step down the stairs and turn right. Suddenly, I realize I’m in the street. Sunlight reflecting off chlorophyll-depleted leaves. They diffuse the light somehow, those leaves. They are translucent and the light reaches me; nourishes. Gaze back down to my feet. Step-step-step. Through construction, cursing the cold, across the street justContinue reading “transit”

when you get denied entry at the border and they take you into one of those little rooms, the ones you’ve heard so much about where terrible things happen to people like how small children are separated from their parents and there’s a cot in one and it makes you feel even more sad andContinue reading “this is what it’s like”

I’ll never forget the way the tide came in on the Maitai River. Small fanned out rivulets fighting salty wet. Then one rushing wave pushing back strong. Too strong for the river. It whelped in retreat, obliterated by the ocean’s force. I had no idea the tide could do that — moon tugging at waterContinue reading “This Post is About Time”

The Tattooed Buddha was gracious enough to publish this piece of mine after I’d submitted it and neglected to make suggested edits for nearly half a year. It’s another example of finishing unfinished things. The Plight of the Polite Woman My work day was over. Dinner time. I clomp over the boardwalk toward the dining hallContinue reading “The Plight of the Polite Woman”

I was sitting in my aunt’s living room on my latest Whirlwind Tour of Western Canada. Comfortable couches, soft lighting, great art and fabulous company. It was the day before I would catch my flight for Another Adventure and I was absorbing the experience of familiarity. Reclined in the chair, I rolled my tea cupContinue reading “On Blinds and Other Familiar Things”

Somehow through that which is grace I was lucky enough to encounter, however peripherally, an author, a healer, a teacher, a self-described soul self-care coach, a lovely being named Kate Bartolotta. She passed away in April. I imagine if all the hearts she touched joined hands we could reach far enough to hold Mama EarthContinue reading “The Timeline of an Ashram Visit”

Back a number of lifetimes ago, when I lived on a boat and the sea would rock me back and forth every night, I used to keep my eyes open for habour seals. One morning in particular I spotted a happy seal diving down down down before I’d see it again, its dog-like face smilingContinue reading “Knots”

It’s a cool, still day. Sun made some attempts at appearing this morning, but was overtaken by various types of clouds. There’s the dull grey haze, smearing over most parts of the sky, but also the depth provided by layers of clouds covering layers of mountains as they stand behind one another. That mountain isContinue reading “Meeting Myself”

Awake early. The rest of the house still quiet in their rooms and my eyes are drawn out the window. I observe the moss-covered trees without leaves and the occasional bird before realizing I’m taking in clear sky. Hints of cloud make weak attempts to conceal the blue. It pours in the large picture window,Continue reading “Returning”