So if the nice one thinks I’m difficult, it must be true. Which, as it turns out, is bullshit.
I think it all started with Toni Morrison. Or maybe it was the Black Lives Matter movement. Or maybe even Trump. But at some time in the last few years, I have definitely changed.
As I decorate our tree this Christmas season, I am, once again, immersed in the ritual of it. Each ornament carries its own memory, but none more so than the ones that have passed from my parent’s tree to mine. As I hang these small, fragile pieces of glass, my mind drifts back to the … Continue reading Christmas Love
What if it’s the combination of our strengths and weaknesses that allows us to bring our gifts into this world?
Be yourself. As they say, everyone else is already taken.
I remembered that I am not my fear. I am more. I am what is past the fear.
Jump into your life. Or at least stick your toe in.
Say you are born into a world where everyone sleeps naked...
There are now 1000 copies of Emerald's Big Discovery sitting at my front door. At first, I didn't want to move them, as that tower of boxes reminded me that I have work to do. It kind of frightened me, thinking about it. Now, not so much. I'm going to finally move those boxes to … Continue reading Emerald on the road…
Let me start by saying that I am not an American but a Canadian with a front row seat to all that has taken place in the last 24 hours.I watched the election, becoming more horrified as the hours went by. I swore at the TV. Went to bed to get away from it, then … Continue reading Division