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Middles

I asked the women in the Writing Life circle, what’s in the middle? It was the first writing circle of a six-week series with the theme of “Piecing Our Stories from Life.” I had quilts in mind when I came up with the theme of “piecing” and quilts always start in the middle.

The women in the Writing Life circle have written together, in the past, for weeks and some for years. I wondered what  they thought was in the middle of the writing they had done in the past. What did they think was a recurring theme.

As I write along with the other writers, I thought of the “middle” of my own writing. It’s interesting to approach the question by answering it in the third person as then you can have some distance and some insight about this particular writer whose work you have read (who just happens to be you).

I wrote: Mary Ann Moore writes about peonies in her grandparents’ garden, her first grade school teacher, a fresh radish from the vegetable patch. It’s life’s ordinary pleasures that appear to bring her joy. Even while travelling in Greece or Turkey, Mary Ann notes the oregano on feta, a circle of women telling stories. There is a spiritual aspect – the muezzin’s call to prayer, the sanctity of the Hagia Sophia, the sarcophagus of the poet Rumi with its gold Arabic calligraphy. [Photo of crewel work by my mother, Billie, with cover of poem called “Women’s Hands.”]

Planting seeds in the field of a Turkish eco-farm takes her back to sitting by the cucumber patch with her grandfather, his cutting of a fresh cucumber slice with his pocket knife.

Mary Ann links the Ottawa Valley to […]

Our Stories and How They Connect Us

It’s spring here on Vancouver Island with crocus, daffodils, primulas, hellebores and other colourful flowers in bloom. Winter was a challenge as we had more snow than usual (and we’re not prepared for that out here) and Sarah and I learned in December that the house in which we’d rented the upper level  for seventeen years was being sold.

Packing is tiresome on its own and to that, I decided to go through everything, letting go of books, many journals, notes, and other papers filling files. There are still photo albums to pare down which I’ve inherited from my great aunt, aunt and uncle, and father.  I’m now at the stage of putting things away in a beautiful home, also a rental and all to ourselves, about fifteen minutes south of Nanaimo. [The photo shows the end of the house where Sarah has her studio and she and our younger cat, Izzy, can go out on the deck.]

Sarah and I are very grateful to have found such an amazing place. We thought we had to seriously “downsize” and this place is bigger. We’re appreciating the quiet of being out in the country and the space around us. We’re on five acres along with the owners’ house and we’re feeling expansive in various ways. We’re also feeling the challenges of an adjustment and look forward to the days when our surroundings feel comfortable and familiar. It’s getting like that more and more every day. (We’ve been here two weeks now.)

As I unpacked the linen closet items, I came across a quilt my grandmother made with other quilters in the 1950s. They sat around a quilting frame, sharing stories as they pieced and stitched.

The quilts became stories […]

Seventeen Years

Sarah and I have never lived anywhere for seventeen years, in the same house that is, together or apart, before the house in which we’ve lived in Nanaimo.

Now we’re on the move to another home in Nanaimo, about fifteen minutes south of downtown,  and I’m thinking of all I’m appreciating about our current home – for just one more day.

We arrived in Nanaimo, B.C. from Guelph, Ontario with our four cats in May of 2005. We had a few suitcases with us but that was it until our furniture and other belongings arrived about a week later. Life was very simple with so few belongings. Our landlord Peter loaned us laundry baskets full of linens, a mattress, a lamp, dishes and cutlery. I can’t imagine now being without my computer for a week! Sarah painted the bedrooms and we’d take little jaunts out to get to know our new city. Neck Point, just seven minutes from our home, was a favourite spot where we looked towards the Sunshine Coast of the mainland.

Our rental was to be temporary as we looked for a house to buy. I don’t remember ever looking for a house once we landed here. Or perhaps, we did occasionally. We got very comfortable and were treated very well in our rental home.

Our rent was affordable. Buying a house with its upkeep would mean “jobs” and why spend time elsewhere to buy a house that you can’t spend much time in? We stayed with our art making and graphic design, in Sarah’s case, and freelance writing, poetry and writing circles, in mine. Besides, Peter has been a landlord extraordinaire. He continued to work in his wonderful garden that is terraced with three […]

Remembering Lee Maracle

So many people passed on in 2021 including many poets and writers we’ve come to love through their work.  I so appreciated Lee Maracle’s work in the world and had the honour and delight of working with her during the summer of 1993. Since hearing of Lee’s death on November 11, 2021, I’ve been thinking of the two weeks spent at West Word IX, a women’s writing retreat held at a college campus in North Vancouver, B.C.

All these years later, obviously, the two weeks at women’s writing retreat had a huge impact on me and I expect, others who attended Lee’s fiction workshop.  I think the poets and the creative non-fiction groups may have been envious of all the fun we were having.

Lee had us walking on the desks in our portable classroom so as to have a fresh perspective, and some fun, and we took walks through the woods near the college, together. We all continued to learn from her as we hung out at meals or in the evenings. I first learned “muscle testing” from Lee and I still remember her advice about keeping hydrated so as not to pick up all the energies in a room full of people.

When people spoke of women getting the vote (in 1922 with some provinces earlier than that and Quebec not until 1940), Lee pointed out that was  the vote for white women. It was not until 1960 that “suffrage” in federal elections was extended to First Nations women and men “without requiring them to give up their treaty status.” (The quote is from Wikipedia.)

Lee did not think much of writer Margaret Laurence nor artist Emily Carr. I have had different views of Laurence and Carr […]

Afterlight: In Search of Poetry, History, and Home

We poets had a beautiful tradition at Glenairley in Sooke, B.C. on Friday evenings  at our retreats when the Jewish women said prayers and sang songs, lighting candles as sunset approached for the beginning of Shabbos. One of the women was Isa Milman from Victoria, B.C.

Glenairley, an old farmhouse in Sooke, was an early location for poetry retreats with Patrick Lane. They had been running for several years before I began going in 2006. I was glad to meet Isa there and many other poets to whom I’m still connected.

Isa Milman is the author of three collections of poetry: Something Small to Carry Home (2012); Prairie Kaddish (2008), and Between the Doorposts (2004). She’s a three-time winner of the Helen & Stan Vine Canadian Jewish Book Awards whose jury in 2012 called Isa “a foremost Canadian writer of Jewish themes.” Besides writing and university teaching, Isa’s professional life has encompassed occupational therapy practice, entrepreneurship and art-making such as quilt making and collage.

In 2013, Isa began writing her memoir that came out in the Fall of 2021: Afterlight: In Search of Poetry, History, and Home (Heritage House). Her memoir is a family story as well as the lesser known story of “a holocaust of bullets” in Eastern Europe. Jews were shot and thrown into pits dug by local people “to get rid of Jews” or pressed into abominable service by the Soviets when Hitler and Stalin took over Poland. (Quotes are from Isa’s interview with Kathryn Marlow on North by Northwest, CBC, October 16, 2021).

As Isa says in Afterlight, “In all thirteen thousand Jews were murdered in the district of Kostopol – local Jews, and Jews brought from neighbouring towns.”

Afterlight is composed of chapters about […]

Even the Sidewalk Could Tell

I’ve never received a book for review that comes with a box full of edible goodies – not until a recent delivery that is. Alon Ozery’s new book, Even the Sidewalk Could Tell: How I Came Out to My Wife, My Three Children, and the World (Regent Park Publishing, 2021) was accompanied by delicious treats from Alon’s two businesses of which he is the co-founder: Ozery Bakery in Vaughan, Ontario and Parallel Brothers in Toronto.

First the book: Everyone should tell their coming out story. No story is the same and the approaches can be as unique as the tellers. (I’m thinking of My Autobiography of Carson McCullers which was Jenn Shapland’s innovative coming-out story as it related to her research into the life of American writer Carson McCullers.)

Alon Ozery’s memoir is written chronologically and in a way that can be shared with his ex-wife, children and family members. He describes his life from being raised in Israel to more recent times living with his male life partner in Toronto.

Alon moved with his parents and two brothers, Guy and Aharon, to Toronto when he was sixteen and got early work experience working for Coleman’s, a Jewish deli. Following his graduation from high school, he worked at Coleman’s and  then went back to Israel to fulfill the obligation of army service for three years.

When Alon returned to Canada at twenty-one, he earned an undergraduate degree in hospitality management from Ryerson University.  He and his father opened a restaurant that evolved into a wholesale bakery. Alon’s wife Michelle also worked there and his brother Guy joined them four years after they opened. Alon and Michelle’s first son was born two years after opening the store. Two more […]

Modern Day Magic

I look forward to Rachel Lang’s astrology newsletters with her readings for the month ahead so was delighted to hear of her new book: Modern Day Magic: (Hardie Grant Books, 2021).

The book is beautifully designed with illustrations throughout and contains “ 8 Simple Rules” to “realize your power and shape your life.”  Modern Day Magic isn’t about witchcraft as Rachel points out through she does include ideas, rituals and spells from her past experience as a practising witch. It’s a comprehensive book with all sorts of inspiration and possibilities for exploring our own magical power.

“Magic is not about getting something you want,” Rachel points out. “It’s about embodying your prime creative potential.” She describes how the word “magic” dating back to the 5th century BCE, was used as a derogatory term.

“The Goddess” is included in one of the sections of the book which Rachel describes as the Divine Feminine. We have come to know her by various names. Rachel doesn’t want readers to “limit Her to any one of these images or icons” (such as Diana, Demeter, Quan Yin, Aphrodite, Athena or Hera). “The Divine Feminine, the Goddess, is the presence of the Divine that’s alive and palpable in our world – in nature, humans, and even the stars. She’s the connecting force between energy and matter.”

Each of the chapters has journal prompts and in Chapter 1, readers are prompted to write a letter to the Goddess “stating your intention.”  And, readers are invited to write a letter back to themselves as if she’s writing to you.

As I first read the book, I did write down my intention and didn’t write the letter back which I’m feeling the need of now. In fact, my […]

This Strange Visible Air

Sharon Butala’s husband died when she was two weeks short of her sixty-seventh birthday she says in the first essay, “Against Ageism,” in her new book of essays on aging and the writing life: This Strange Visible Air (Freehand Books, 2021).

As she was born in 1940, Sharon is 81 years old this year. She has been on her own for over a decade and writes of loneliness in “Open Your Eyes” saying: “I was lonely because I had no significant other reading the newspaper in the other room.”

Sharon recalls being eight years old, living in a village in central Saskatchewan, as a little girl. One “hot Friday afternoon in June,” she wandered off from a softball game being organized on the baseball diamond. She knew, as a small child and not athletic, she’d be the last chosen for any team.

On the front steps to the empty school, Sharon sat alone. Although an older girl had seen her there, either she didn’t let anyone know or if she told a teacher, the teacher chose to leave Sharon alone.

From research Sharon has done about loneliness, she shares a quote by Judith Shulevitz from The New Republic in 2013: “And yet loneliness is made as well as given, and at a very early age. Deprive us of the attention of a loving, reliable parent, and, if nothing happens to make up for that lack, we’ll tend toward loneliness for the rest of our lives. Not only that, but our loneliness will probably make us moody, self-doubting, angry, pessimistic, shy, and hypersensitive to criticism.” It’s a passage that Sharon says, caused her to freeze, “so accurate a description it was of how I gradually, over my adulthood, have […]

Transformational Journaling

There are many benefits to journaling as the editors and writers of this new, comprehensive collection, Transformational Journaling for Coaches, Therapists, and Clients (Routledge, 2021) illustrate. Among them are gaining perspective, increasing clarity with life decisions, tapping into inner ways of knowing, noticing and clearing limiting beliefs and patterns, and writing the story one wants for their life.  As a journal keeper since I learned to write, I can agree with and affirm all of those benefits of personal writing. “Our life narratives . . . hold the thread of our values and desires, while also weaving us into connection with others and the world we live in,” say the co-editors Lynda Monk and Eric Maisel.

Among the coaches and therapists who have contributed to Transformational Journaling are some who describe their early days of keeping a journal. Now they’ve become counsellors advising others to do the same. Nicolle Nattrass for instance who has contributed “Creative Journaling for Self-Care,” remembers a diary with a key where she found “journaling was a soft place for me to land.”  Nicolle is a Certified Addiction Counselor, playwright, professional actress and workshop facilitator who lives on Vancouver Island, B.C.

Lynda Monk who is co-editor of the book and director of the International Association for Journal Writing (IAJW) also remembers a personal diary with lock and key, realizing during adolescence, “Journaling emerged as something that I did to solve problems, express my feelings, and capture my special memories of daily life.”

Following her career as s a social worker, Lynda began a training and coaching business specializing in burnout prevention for helpers, healers, and leaders. Her contribution to the collection, “Journaling for Coach and Therapist Self-Care,” has  five tips for helping professionals […]

Calling the Circle

Wherever our ancestors lived, they gathered in circles around a fire. Through the years we’ve gathered in circles in various ways such as quilting, for prayer, women’s consciousness raising, for self-help and for honouring the changing seasons.

A poem by Danusha Lameris, “Small Kindnesses,” includes a reminder of how much we’re missing without the circle around the fire:

We have so little of each other, now. So far
from tribe and fire.

I began offering women’s writing circles in 1997 as a way to be together with our stories, each having an opportunity to be seen and heard. My motto when I began was: “Be seen. Be heard. Be amazed at what comes out of the stillness.”

In the writing circles I offer, we are a community, creating and celebrating in a form of ceremony that awakens and honours our own spirits and the seasons including the seasons of our lives. Now that September is approaching, it’s time to call the circle again, gathering women for sox-week circles to begin in person in Nanaimo on Wednesday, September 8 and via Zoom on Thursday, September 9. (I’ve included info about both circles at the end of this blog.)

“I’ve always wanted to write but I don’t know where to start,” someone may say. “I don’t call myself a writer but I keep a journal,” someone else may say. All may have a longing for a place to be heard. In the Writing Life circle you are supported by guidelines that offer a structure to explore within, as well as by one another. You can honour and give voice to your longings and dive into the stories waiting to be told. Our stories, written and shared in the circle, take us into […]