IMPORTANT UPDATE
As of April 2024, my blog has moved over to Substack where I’m co-hosting A Tender Space (together with my business partner at Centre for Holding Space). You can find my new writing plus podcast episodes there, or sign up below to get them in your inbox.
Here’s some of my earlier writing…
Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should (and other lessons I learned from Mahjong)
My current time-waster/stress-reliever is a game called Mahjong, where tiles are stacked in various formations and the goal is to remove all of the tiles by finding matching pairs. I've gotten to the point where I can win about half the games I play, but that meant a...
Tears + Art + Healing + Birthdays + Murder = Messy, Painful, Beautiful Life
I was standing at my kitchen sink yesterday afternoon when the tears started flowing down my face. I wasn't crying because of the drudgery of having to clean the house again, and again, and again. I was crying for the sheer privilege of being able to clean the house...
Sitting in the grey zone, with questions as our companions
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about language, ideas, even the phrase 'each other' doesn't make any sense. - Rumi "You know what your problem...
What I learned at TEDx Manitoba
On Thursday, I was one of the lucky participants at TEDx Manitoba. There was so much inspiration packed into one day, I'm going to need to watch the videos once they come out to catch some of the pieces I missed when my brain was busy trying to process what was shared...
From chaos to creativity
Last night I asked my Creative Discovery students to consider the word chaos. "What does the word mean to you? What does it conjure up?" One woman groaned. Her job feels like chaos right now. "It's being imposed upon me," she said, "and I HATE it!" Another woman (the...
New Mandala offerings – out of a long birthing process
This week I had a flashback. My very first mandala poem was published in a poetry journal about 25 years ago. I didn't have the language for it back then, so I wouldn't have called it a mandala poem, but that's essentially what it was - a circular poem that spiralled...
How to live
Be mesmerized. Stare at the branches swaying outside your window and let them hypnotize you. Don’t stop staring until there is nothing new to see there. Be passionate. Let your heart love what it loves, and let your feet move to the rhythm that lifts them off the...
On a winter morning
I love this world, but not for its answers. And I wish good luck to the owl, whatever its name - and I wish great welcome to the snow, whatever its severe and comfortless and beautiful meaning. Mary Oliver
Permission to Play
On Friday afternoon I took myself out on a play date. I started with a nice lunch in a lovely cafe in my favourite bookstore. After many years of business travel, I grew fond of eating alone in interesting cafes. It's not something I do very often in my own home town,...
Why do I make mandalas?
Since I began my year long commitment to my mandala practice at the beginning of this year, a number of people have shown curiosity about it, so I thought I'd write a little about why I make them. The best way to answer that question seemed to be a mandala, so I...
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