Leap

Sometimes you must leap from your bed upon hearing rain, ignore the need to pee, the fuzzy mouth and hair, lurch drunkenly for the door as you see the bright patch of sun warming the wall. Move from a place of desperation, a yearning not to miss the full colours of...

The deep hum

The deep hum takes on a mournful note when solitudes are silent at the edges when voices are stilled as the churches crumble away and the cadence of community falters when the falling apart has dropped its icicle shards and the tinkling music of their smashing has...

manifesto

I choose to believe in my body, in its wisdom primeval, the DNA of my ancestors resting in my cells. I choose to believe in my feelings, the love and fear and trusted other signals, the wisdom of my gut and the fluid of my joy. I choose to believe in my right action,...

Letters from Brazil

These excerpts are from letters to friends in Canada during our trip to Brazil in April and May 2012 April 15 For the past few days I have felt the urge to tell some stories but have not known where to start, and certainly not how they will end! But the uncertainty is...

There is a view

There is a view of the world where the chimneys all point down and the birds rest with their feet on rooftops so their heads are ready to dive into the deep blue of the sky below them… and in this place I feel the tremble, real life coursing through my open...