going outside with real people
How many have gained new insights into ourselves this past year? I gained a lot, some have been cerebral while the rest lays heavy upon
got my shot for ‘trumpmeningitus’ (letter to the editor Star Phoenix) 3/3/21
How many of us turned a corner this past week-end, I wonder? Trumpmeningitus.. an infectious disease creeping into everyone’s lives for the last four years
carrying a dead horse..
Carrying around a dead horse can be exhausting. Truth is I didn’t know it, but hey, as smart as I think I am, I’m also
eating ice cream for breakfast?
Eating ice cream for breakfast? my dreams spreading like a plague infecting each night never ending nightmares I awake each morning more exhausted than the
you don’t bring me flowers..
He walked in the door with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Having never bought flowers for me ever, I was equally surprised and suspicious. “What’s
A poem by me, for me “Happy Valentines Day”
these flowers lovingly purchased by me, for me an intimacy I long for and deserve say it with flowers .. and why not? a weekly
What if?
What if? What if all this craziness, with the lockdowns, isolation, shortages of sanitation and baking products (weird combo, right?) and the recent draconian travel
slash and burn.. “I’m back”
SLASH AND BURN.. “I’m back” I breathed a sigh of relief and sent up a silent thank you to that metaphysical being from above, you
how does it feel?
“How does it feel to show up for yourself in this way”.. reads my email from Adriane, my yoga teacher. I signed up with her
digging my way out
Digging myself out.. It comes in spurts, and I now recognize it, depression. Lord, this is such a negative word. Let me be clear on