Found: something I wrote for my mother when I became a mother

I was complaining about a photo album that I had inherited. I said to my son, this is not mine, really, I inherited it from my mother when she died. I told him, 'her friends made her this album when they gave her a surprise party for her 65th birthday. It is mostly pictures of … Continue reading Found: something I wrote for my mother when I became a mother

About the Cha Cha Cha Changes

              Everybody's change is different.  But change we do; we do change. Adolescence is the first change. Little children start to morph right before our eyes. Tiny waif like boys fill out, voices dropping, shoulders forming.  Girls grow curves and budding breasts and the chemistry begins.  So we could … Continue reading About the Cha Cha Cha Changes

Kit Currie – Missing Woman and my Thoughts

Fair Play or Foul Play - Awaken my Rage against Violence Against WomenI am re-posting this post about a missing woman who was last seen at Queen and Bathurst in downtown Toronto, jumping on her bike. As soon as I saw her photo with her wide smile and two braids I thought of a friend … Continue reading Kit Currie – Missing Woman and my Thoughts

Bummer, Blues and Visions of a Radiated Sea

I had some good thoughts yesterday but I have forgotten them now.  I am thinking in colours and textures. Did I have an insight about death? No, nothing there,  just a flash of darkness that passes through me. But not an actual thought.  We are approaching the first year since my Mom died and I have … Continue reading Bummer, Blues and Visions of a Radiated Sea