Never doubt that there are spirits alternately laughing at and with you, supporting you, egging you on, helping you walk on eggs and sometimes throwing egg in your face. After my last post about feeling the angsty-post-Christmas blues I simply had to laugh at this over the top take on privilege in … [Read more...] about Perspective & the Problems of Privilege part 2
The house is a mess. The kids have been watching too much TV. I've been eating too much Christmas chocolate. The effects of Christmas (a.k.a. gift wrap, decorations, gifts, extra food) are strewn around the house like land bound flotsam and jetsam. I'm feeling argumentative and frustrated and … [Read more...] about Perspective & the Problems of Privilege
'Tis the season to sweat about gifts. What to buy for who. Bumping elbows in sardine packed malls is the norm. For many, later today recycling bins will be overflowing with torn gift wrap. Piles of gifts will have been opened. Stuffed stomachs will vie for space on couches equally stuffed with … [Read more...] about Thanks for the gifts: grace under grit and reducing baggage
It's my birthday today. I'm 44 according to my passport. Biologically though I'm 39 or so realage.com says. Real age is all about "living life to the youngest" and has the backing of Dr. Oz who sits on their advisory board. Harness a bit of patience, go the website, answer all sorts of questions … [Read more...] about What's your biological age? And does it match your passport?
A good friend just moved to Scotland. My monthly dancing 'date' in fact. As I thought about her during the weekend of her trans-Atlantic move and pondered heading out to the dance floor on my own, I wondered about in-between time. During a big move there's a time when one has no electronic … [Read more...] about What grows in the in-between time?
It's late at night now. I've gone to bed once but got up as the words to this post were calling. I was supposed to spend this weekend on my own. Blissfully alone. Quietly alone. Then I got a call early this morning that one of my kids was sick and would I come and pick him up at his Scout camp. … [Read more...] about Fall on my knees
"This tastes yellow tastes mommy?" my then two year old told me as he ate something that was not the colour yellow. Half of my brain marveled at his unusual and creative description, while half of my brain jumped to thinking about the seeds of an activity in his statement. Since Jeremy's … [Read more...] about What does yellow taste like?
I recently wrote a post about wild time. Wild time and the wilderness have much in common, they’re both “everlasting, undefined, unenclosed, unnamed, a mystery”. Here's what everyday can feel like. Here's what wild time can feel like. I drew this in my journal on my recent trip to … [Read more...] about A wild time in pictures
In recent posts I’ve been writing about time and some mighty interesting Utne Reader articles on time. Whether we’re more important than our appointment book, how to expand time, living on Tokyo time and the politics of spontaneity. Now it’s time for some wild time. Jay Griffiths in this … [Read more...] about Wild time