writer. traveller. life unraveller.
Today is a good day to meet my love. Sun comes flickering through leaves, clinging with their frail stems to quiet, crooked limbs. Some lose their tenacious grip and flutter furiously through air, as though cast out, finally released, useless and free. Curled up, crisp dry, and tinted by death. Joining their shadows on the... Continue Reading →
Aren't we all just trying to get closer to God? Everything we do, even the stuff that seems to go against God are all just methods, attempts, grasping for an infinite source of love. For Love. And the whole time it's already who we are. I am loving awareness. So are you. When you close... Continue Reading →
Canadian Thanksgiving has somehow rolled around again… already. Somewhere between the roast turkey, stuffing, cranberries, and fall leaves (none of which I’m experiencing by the way), the real significance of this holiday is mostly lost. But for many, it’s simply a time to reflect and give thanks for all our blessings. I think most of... Continue Reading →
Years ago, when high up in the Himalayan mountains during a spiritual yoga retreat, I adopted a behaviour as a strategy for surviving marital separation. It’s called the Laughing Dying Cockroach. One lies flat on her back, kicking her arms and legs in the air while busting a most shameless gut-splitting laugh, using her anger,... Continue Reading →
Photo courtesy a beautiful man named Mik Rossi ❤️ How do you say goodbye to a year like 2020? With a lift of your hat and a sardonic smile concealing an under-your-breath growl––good riddance, through gnashed teeth perhaps? Everything happens for a reason, they say. Our biggest challenges are our greatest teachers, they also say.... Continue Reading →
It’s easy to pay lip-service to a word like gratitude, isn’t it? To find a hundred reasons every day to be grateful isn’t a difficult or time-consuming task. It merely requires us to look around at where we live and notice the comforts, the roof over our heads, the people in our lives that love... Continue Reading →
When I was eight years old, I wanted a Cabbage Patch Kid. Remember those dolls from the 1980s? They had soft squishy bodies with protruding belly buttons, hard plastic heads sprouting hair, and if you turned an unclothed one over, a name scrawled on the little butt cheek. The Cabbage Patch Kid community represented a... Continue Reading →
We can begin again at every moment. No matter where we are, what we've done, said, thought, or felt. There's no effort required. There's no script for change, either in thought or behaviour. No contracts with the self, other people, the universe, nature, or with God. It's like taking a breath. You can't really control... Continue Reading →
Travelling opens your eyes and bewilders your senses. Extraordinary sights abound. Natural wonders and surreal landscapes. Majestic temples devoted to devotion. People with profound kindness, insight, and talent. Rivers that go on for days. Mountains dominating sky. Underwater civilizations in colours and shapes unknown to life on land. And then there are all the things... Continue Reading →
It's not supposed to be that way, I thought as I watched a woman lead her elderly father to the airplane toilet. The door bumped opened a bit accidentally because two people in one airplane bathroom is a lot, and I saw skinny white legs, pants bunched around the ankles and the look of... Continue Reading →
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