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Its My Turn

Its My Turn

Last week I received this exquisite handmade journal in the mail. I  was on my way into the garden to do some weeding when my farm-mate brought it over to my studio. I had to take off my purple gloves to undo the white paper packaging it had been mailed in. The...

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A Wardrobe of Stories

A Wardrobe of Stories

Montreal circa 1971 I recently started to consider, since finishing my PhD, what it would be like to commit to a completely different kind of writing project. I have always wanted to write a memoir. Reading the advice from writing teacher Natalie Goldberg, in her book...

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The Lost Art of Presence

The Lost Art of Presence

In response to a post on a LinkedIn group for storytelling organizations, I retrieved this story I had written about getting lost on my first day as a PhD student, as I was on my way to my first class in Performative Inquiry.  I have juxtaposed images from the last...

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Joy of Budding

Joy of Budding

A few weeks ago the doctor told me I am completely healthy, good news that stemmed from all those tests I took last month having come back normal. He also let me know that I am post-menopausal i.e. my ovaries have shut down and I am no longer capable of conceiving.  I...

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Once Upon a Tree

Once Upon a Tree

Today they are cutting down some trees on the farm in order to build a new road. One of them was already dead, but the others were very much alive. Because I do not own the farm, I am not in control of what happens here. That fact, in and of itself, is a wonderful...

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Bridge of Dreams

Bridge of Dreams

Remembering why I came here, why I dream Sea moves constantly clouds shift light enters through rifts what appears still shivers, sways Remembering how I love myself such simple joy this eddying with language   why horizons of possibility how words release restructure...

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Temporary Shelters

Temporary Shelters

A morning meeting with my writing sisters–two women with whom I am writing a book about the communal act of journal writing, called “Writing Alone Together: Journaling for Creativity, Compassion and Connection within a Circle of Women”. After our delicious...

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Seeing Clearly Now

Seeing Clearly Now

When I was a child I started the habit of picking the cuticles around my fingers. My mother used to ask me to stop; she could hear the picking as we sat on the couch in the basement and watched TV. Try as I might, the picking continued, despite her desire for me to...

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The Gift of This Moment

The Gift of This Moment

There are days that feel like gifts. A bright sun streams through the kitchen window. Your lover touches you just where you want to be touched. You get a call from a dear friend and breathe deeper after the intimate conversation. Your radio show goes well and you feel...

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Learning to Rest

Learning to Rest

The horses are lying down in the pasture, taking a break from their usual upright position. For the past 1 1/2 months I too have been taking a break from my usual position. During the month of February I attended a silent meditation retreat in Northern California. For...

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