When I was in school, I was the kid all the teachers described as “bright, has potential, but doesn’t apply herself.” They looked at me in disbelief– they knew I was capable, but I chose to rebel, to fight, to resist, to choose NOT to do the work. I thought I had moved beyond thisContinue reading “Another year, another journey”
January. A frigid winter evening, where the only respite is a glimmer of sunlight clinging to the horizon. A time to reflect, plan and reconnect. In some ways it feels exactly the same as it did a few days ago– when it was 2017. The wind is still bitterly cold, the ground is still heapedContinue reading “Dreaming in January”
Dear Friends, What a year it has been. Highs, lows, joys, and sorrows. A full spectrum of life in the span of one year. I hope you had some time to reflect upon 2015 & your wonderful achievements (personal and professional), magical moments, memories, and challenges that will remind you of what you need toContinue reading “Here’s to an Inspiring Year…”
Dear Friends, I hope you are well and warm, and preparing for a wonderful holiday season. With the Winter Solstice just around the corner and the New Year not too far behind, I wanted to offer you some resources and a workbook to develop a ritual for pivotal transitions during the winter season. What are you hoping to manifest duringContinue reading “Winter Ritual Workbook”
Poems require reading to stay alive. They require palms to enclose them in & pockets to keep them safe. Open your palms and empty your pockets. These poems are waiting for you.
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”
Yesterday I went for a drive with my sister to survey the damage from the ice storm on our street & neighbouring streets. Not much damage to homes or cars, but the trees had been split into pieces, their branches hanging over the street and blocking the sidewalks. As we turned the corner, I wasContinue reading “For the love of trees”