My therapist recommends that I keep a scrapbook to preserve any accolades and I just laugh. My hubby bought me a leather bound book once for that very reason. I have no idea where it is and am pretty sure it is mostly empty. Not that I haven’t received any positive feedback – just that […]
It’s a month of birthdays here, so celebrations are in order. There is also something about the abundance of green and visiting wildlife that makes me feel celebratory. Hope you are feeling the spirit too.
My lens seeks the unexpected;magic startling the mundane. Photography teaches me to look again – change the angle of my focus, or reconsider the perspective. Through that one isolating lens, the world is made new. It’s been months since I’ve ventured out with my camera in tow. This post is a reminder to self to […]
Ever the mountainPresence looming, commandingClimb! Climb! It beckons – My soul, magnetized, respondsPursuing new heights – compelled. When my mother lost her eyesight, I confessed that I would give up at that point, but here I am, into my second year of failing vision and still climbing. Oh, my loss is not as great as […]
Worse than hatred, I’ve heard. Indifference. A complete lack of empathy. A turning away. Who hasn’t experienced the helplessness that comes from such a stance? Felt invisible, or worthless? And, in face of overwhelming tragedy in the world, who amongst us has not feigned indifference in order to cope?
Lives are built around the stories we are told. If we have any sense of creativity, at all, we will rewrite those stories to broaden the scope of possibility. I told a former suitor once that I was not destined to be loved. It was the story I had been told growing up. Smarter than […]
Dream big. Set goals. And when the need arises, be willing to let go. Dreams are meant to inspire and motivate, to lift us in times of hardship – they should never be the chains that bind us to our losses.
You can’t tell from the photograph, but one woman’s cousin has been missing for 20 days. He is in the military, and all they know is 22 from his regiment are dead. Another’s brother just turned 16. She wants to bring him to Canada before the war makes a statistic out of him, but their […]
February tests us with her gloom. I am tempted to hole away. Feel sorry for myself. Let others feel sorry for me. It’s not sustainable, however. The month is practically through, and pity is more smothering than the greyest winter’s day. I will wander down to the art room and punch a hole in the […]