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 […]


My friend Tina compliments me on my patience especially when she observes me hopping, now walking, with a walker – which I’ve been doing for three months. I’ve never considered myself to be patient.

Sarah is the patient one. I’m a slow poke and she patiently waits for me to gather what I need for an outing and to do […]

The Country Bunny

I’ve carried a copy of The Country Bunny with me ever since Mum and Ted, my stepfather, picked me up from Grandma and Grandpa’s in Eganville in 1956 to move me to Toronto.

My Great Aunt Cec (pronounced “cease”), gave me several books during my childhood and this one is my favourite. The story reflects some of my own life […]

Rilke Polishes the Furniture

I did some dishes this week and emptied the dishwasher. That’s progress! While at the sink I had my trusty walker for balance. I tried to put more weight on my left foot. The ankle is still very stiff from non-use and the soleus muscle, moved from the back of my calf to the front, is still saying, where […]