Dropping the Struggle

My word for this year has been “WANDER” and while I haven’t been physically wandering as I did last year at this time, I have let my mind wander. I let it wander through books by Olivia Laing including To the River: A Journey Beneath the Surface and her latest, The Lonely City: Adventures in the Art of Being […]

Hello Moon

The full moon was glowing brightly over Gabriola Island when Sarah and I were on the ferry headed home to Nanaimo from Vancouver. We had been to see to see Dr. Mark Hill, the plastic surgeon, who , in January moved some muscle in my left shin and did a skin graft. He’s been keeping an eye on it […]


We’re in the Autumn Quarter of the year called Lammas or Lughnasadh, as of August 2nd.

My We’Moon calendar says: “Try this out. Let go of everything around you. Let go of everything in you. Let go of the body. Let go of space. Let go of time. Just hang out in Noplace Notime.” Sounds like a treat we all […]

The Sacred Space Between Stories

Looking back to last July, I wrote a blog about the launch of poetry chapbooks that came out of poetry retreats with Patrick Lane in Honeymoon Bay. I went to the launch and also the July 2015 retreat. The chapbook from that poetry retreat was launched at the Nanaimo Museum this month.

The title of the chapbook anthology, What We […]

The Wander Society

In the fall of 2015, I was the solitary member of my own “Wander Society” in Victoria where I spent five weeks for radiation treatments at the BC Cancer Agency. I discovered places I hadn’t seen before, took photos of unusual objects (like a new shoe hanging from a telephone pole), and took rests along the way to write […]

Being Open to a New Discovery

When I used to get home from a holiday, I would get my photos developed and spend time looking at them to relive some cherished moments, put them in albums and write captions. Now my holidays tend to be the “holy days” of poetry retreats and the days following tend to be immersed in poetry.

I was fortunate enough and […]

A New Beginning

A refrain is repeating (is that redundant?) in my brain – and I sometimes sing it – “So pick yourself up, take a deep breath, dust yourself off and start all over again.” Diana Krall’s version is the one I listen to, written by Jerome Kern and Dorothy Fields.

I’m at a new beginning now that I’m ready to embark […]

The Pleasures of Reading

I was pleased and surprised to find out the Vancouver Island Regional Library offers books for a six-week lending period for those who are “shut-ins.”

That’s a great service. I have read so much over these last four months. Four months of not walking but lots of reading! I’ve become a faster reader, galloping through so many books by Donna […]

The Road Will Take You Anywhere

Ideas are all around Philip C. Stead says in his children’s book of the same title. Philip doesn’t think he has anything to write about but of course as he takes a walk with his dog Wednesday, he makes lots of observations. He sees Frank the painted turtle and Barbara in the tall blue house who waves from up […]

Waking Up to the Dark

Sometimes in my dreams I catch myself walking. Of course I’m delighted having walked away from the walker and exclaim to others, hey look, I’m walking on my own! It’s wonderful to have that sense of freedom and joy in dreams rather than the kind where you lose things, the phone won’t work, there is no phone.

What’s also wonderful […]