I was brought up to politely dismiss other people's faith.
Still young in spirit, that’s true
During the Christmas holidays this year, I fell asleep to the sound of my three adult children laughing and talking. It was delightful.
Walking in the Woods
When I first moved to the coast of New Brunswick more than 20 years ago I was a bit nervous to walk in the woods alone.
the joy and power of community
Maybe I am being thanked for doing something just for the sake of beauty and shared joy.
I didn't start making the calendar until November. I had made no promises. But one day I just started working on it and before long the momentum had carried me to the printers and I had invested in 40 printed copies of a calendar for my neighbours. I really didn't think I was going to … Continue reading the joy and power of community
the joy and power of community
Neither Use nor Ornament
I love the saying 'Neither Use nor Ornament' and I think it should be on my tombstone.
Just a Sensible Idealist
I smiled back and he opened with "I wish I had been brought up in the sixties". I would have liked to see my face expression.
The Not So Secret Sickness in our Society
The psychological wound is deep and ragged, prone to infection. If it festers, unwatched and unacknowledged, the infection can even lead to a poisoning of the whole body.
Alice and the Pedophile
When you find out what he did, you may wonder how I could have kept the worry beads. But I keep lots of things. I worried the beads for years. I still have a few, one placed in a homemade dream catcher that gives me no dreams.
Summer Sad
It is often grey, overcast and cool yet muggy. The air is full of the blessed, biting bugs. Everything is damp.
Notes from a Sinking Isthmus 