Return to Spring

Ah, March. This strange month of snowstorms and snowdrops. Days that look deceivingly warm.  Promises of spring. In winter,  I tend to close myself off and shut off from the world. I turn inward, and find comfort in little joys- whether it’s a cup of tea or a pair of warm socks.  This winter has…

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 very…

Winter Ritual Workbook

  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 during…

Nestling into November

Stubborn leaves are still clinging to branches. It doesn’t feel as if winter has arrived, but there is a whisper in the air- a reminder that once the leaves fade and fall, snow will hang heavy on these branches. When the weather gets colder, I find myself wanting to retreat into the warmth of my…

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,…

For the love of trees

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 was…

Capturing Stillness

All that is personal soon rots; it must be packed in ice or salt. -Yeats The trees are bending over with the weight of ice, cracking and tumbling into fences. Colour is preserved and encased in crystal that will melt in the light of the sun. But for now, capture this brief moment in time-…

Meditation on Winter

  “Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson What happens when the last leaf falls from a tree? Branches are crusted in ice and the fine dust of snow. Winter is upon us, and while I loathe the biting wind, the layers of clothes and wet boots,  I’m also…