September 05, 2020
I am hanging in space in a moment of perfect stillness, no resistance, suspended between my launch point and my destination.
The point after my in-breath and before my out-breath.
There is no rushing.
I have no influence; I am at the mercy of the wind, the air temperature and the sun.
I sit in time, with the perfect silence broken by the intermittent flame over my shoulder.
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August 02, 2020
I am lingering in the memory of what it feels like to be held.
This time of physical distancing has felt cruel to me; I miss the feeling of someone leaning into me, and I into them, our synchronizing breath connecting us in a symbiotic heartbeat.
I read recently of neighbours who were tying beautiful red ribbons around large tree trunks to remind those of us sitting in longing that the trees are there,… READ MORE
June 27, 2020
I wrote the following blog 2 years ago. The topic of being LOST seems relevant today. Everything from the discourse around me to my daily routine has changed. I am hopeful for the future that we will co-create through the deep respect and honouring of one another and our planet, and yet, the road there seems uncertain, and at times, I feel lost. I reread the wisdom that the cobble streets of Italy gave me years ago,… READ MORE