Eyes Don’t Lie

Eyes Don’t Lie

It wasn’t the first time I had seen her, but it was the first time we’d spoken. We’d met years earlier, casually. This time her husband was with her and this time, I got to see her eyes- up close and in person. I’d seen her image grace my...
Coming Around Again

Coming Around Again

“I was never good enough and I knew it- she made sure I knew it. The harder I tried, the worse it got.” My friend was anxious, tugging at her scarlet scarf and only occasionally sipping her hazelnut latte. We were meeting at the coffee shop around the...
Teacher of Kindness

Teacher of Kindness

Sometimes I miss my old life. I was breathless, unaware and new. I was forever looking forward, hopeful. I believed in the power of romantic love…that two people can do anything if they commit to love one another forever. I don’t live there anymore. But...
All Apologies

All Apologies

Here’s what I’m learning right now: if you are willing, life will show you exactly what you need to look at in order to transcend your own bullshit. And we need not look alone. But I’ve been feeling alone. I have been feeling so very disconnected...
The Weekend It All Began

The Weekend It All Began

A few years ago there was a weekend where I faced some fears. It wasn’t my intention to face these specific situations, but it is my intention every morning to surrender and remember what my purpose is- that being to choose love over fear. It began as I packed...
My Journey with ‘The Secret’

My Journey with ‘The Secret’

In 2008, my life was in turmoil. Pregnant with my second child, supporting a husband through a toxic and expensive lawsuit, trying desperately to advance my career in research to earn more money and caring for my toddler daughter- I was stressed to the max. I lived on...
I Don’t Need to Fix You

I Don’t Need to Fix You

This is my lifelong lesson: the only one I can truly fix is me. And even that’s not the whole story. There is this pit in my stomach, like a void, where God is and yet I don’t acknowledge. I choose to see a void instead. I choose to be fearful. I forget to...
On Love, Stories and Jim Morrison

On Love, Stories and Jim Morrison

I cannot sing praise to two masters. I must give myself, wholeheartedly, to one or the other, or I shall go mad. If you’re a regular reader of this blog, then you will have seen a pattern in my writing. I tell a story. It’s an emotional one. Lord knows...
Let It Burn

Let It Burn

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this,” I said to her with a pout. We sat outside in the sun. Early April was never predictable, particularly on the Bruce Peninsula, but we had lucked out. Sitting on the deck overlooking Lake Huron, we wore...
Giving and Receiving

Giving and Receiving

I always landed at her doorstep. She was everyone I had ever known and all of those whom I still had yet to meet. She had eyes that knew, with irises that were nothing less than blue pools of compassion. You felt her heart first though, a warmth emanating right from...
Compassionate Distance

Compassionate Distance

No one can cut me out of their heart. I love you and I am simply working on accepting people as they are. This way, everything can settle in and flow. My interference is my resistance- I am letting go. Six years ago- almost to the day- I sat on the floor of my friend,...