Full Circles

September is upon us. The humid days of summer are over, evenings are getting cooler, and the leaves are beginning to turn. While many mourn the end of summer, I look forward to the productive days of autumn. The blaze of colours, the busyness of the school season, the crunch of leaves underfoot. It signifiesContinue reading “Full Circles”

Letting Go in June

  When one jumps over the edge, one is bound to land somewhere. -D. H. Lawrence Earlier this week, I had to say goodbye to my childhood home. We packed boxes of precious books, piled our car with pillows, wrapped heirlooms and crystals, and left some things behind– including our lovely garden. It’s been difficultContinue reading “Letting Go in June”

Magic Returns in March

  As I write this, I’m laughing at the fact that there is an impending snowstorm on the horizon. March is a month that houses the first day of spring and the last snowstorm of the year.  There’s alchemy in that. Magic, even. The magic of transformation. The magic of possibility, and as someone veryContinue reading “Magic Returns in March”

The Comforts of Autumn

October is the month when we turn the corner. Days become shorter, the breeze has a bite to it, and we stay curled up in bed a little bit longer.  In September, we are still holding onto summer days and warmer evenings. In October, the fiery leaves remind us to embrace change. Leaves fall withoutContinue reading “The Comforts of Autumn”

The Year of the Toothache

2013 began with a toothache. A terrible, pounding toothache. A toothache that kept me awake all night. I was travelling to India in a few weeks and had to find a quick solution to the pain. I gargled with whisky and ate cloves. But the pain wouldn’t go away. My wisdom tooth wanted out.  Thankfully,Continue reading “The Year of the Toothache”

Winged Hearts

When I was a little girl, I used to sit in the playground and collect gravel pebbles, twigs and wingnuts. There was something so alluring about collecting objects from nature- things that people wouldn’t even look at twice.  But for me, finding a sparkling pink pebble was like discovering gold.  I kept my pebbles inContinue reading “Winged Hearts”