Tag: writing
Sparrows
“A rustle nearby startles me, until I realize it is only a tiny House sparrow foraging about. Two more land nearby and so as not to disturb their scavenger hunt, I stand still and observe them. I’ve always thought of sparrows as unremarkable, and yet watching these little heads bobbing, I can’t help but notice […]
Read MoreNon-Compliance
If I listen to my body, I will lose hope. I will lie down, and never get up again. I am sticking to non-compliance, and hitching my hope to will. Mine and God’s. …as soon as I can get out of this bed… (On Wednesdays, I borrow from old writings – journals and blog posts. […]
Read MoreDormant
There’s a restlessness in me that defies explanation. It’s not that I am bored – I have any number of creative projects on the go – it’s that I have a sense that I’m missing something, something that lies deep at my core. But what? And how do I access it? Something that is dormant […]
Read MoreMayhem at the Happy Valley Motor Inn and Resort: Review
Fellow blogger, Leslie Noyes (Praying for Eyebrowz) has a quirky style that often brings a smile, so I was curious when she published a book to know if I’d have the same response. I put Mayhem at the Happy Valley Motor Inn and Resort on my Amazon wish list and was excited when the 490 […]
Read MoreThrough The Looking Glass
Thank you to Indie Blu(e) Publishing for including my work in their latest anthology. Through the Looking Glass: Reflecting on Madness and Chaos Within gives voice to those otherwise silenced through stigma or marginalization. The anthology features stories, poem, and artwork. Through The Looking Glass is available through Amazon.ca, Amazon.com, and other major online book […]
Read MorePassing The Time
Pursuing feathered inspiration takes me to quiet rural settings. At home, I pour over images, and “picturate” as my husband calls it – altering the photos to create something new. I spend time daily, crafting poetry, inspired by images, or dreams, or prompts. Often I combine the poems with the artistic photos: I’m also spending […]
Read MoreOnly If I Knew…
“I wish I was a boy, Grandma.” “What makes you say that?” “Boys don’t get their monthly thing and they don’t have to birth babies.” I remember thinking the same thing. I also remember how unfair the world seemed, growing up in the era of Women’s Lib, recognizing the broad stroke of inequality. I didn’t […]
Read MoreCreativity Remains a Blessing
The child embraces creativity without limits. I have memories of tucking between my bed and the wall, hidden from view, surrounded by materials for drawing, writing, and colouring. I kept the chaos at bay with my creative endeavours. Life happened, and the pencils and crayons disappeared. Journals remained, but only for private. Mundanity and routine […]
Read MoreUnexpected
A photo of my favourite flowers revealed that I wasn’t the only one enjoying these beauties. Can you spot the butterfly wings? Came upon this old car, complete with costumed actors, film crew, and security. Murdoch Mysteries playing out in our little town. A protective arm from a big sister, who only moments ago had […]
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One Woman's Quest II 