My younger colleagues at work have been educating me in the use of slang. One even gave me a box of flashcards as a Christmas gift, each one imprinted with one word or phrase and its hipster meaning. The cards have provided a source of amusement over the past few days as I’ve practiced letting … More A word, a chapter and the end of a story
I am of an age when sleep no longer blankets an entire night. Instead, I frequently kick the blanket off, waking in mid-sleep, eyes wide open, mind alert. Over the years, I have developed two habits designed to ease my body back into its resting state. I turn on the radio, listening to news from … More Pondering the conundrum of prayer
An odd thing happened to me on my way to settling into life in Toronto. I found myself avoiding church. Now, this may not seem such an odd statement to most people. In Canada, church attendance has been on the decline since the 1950s. In those days, 70 per cent of the population went to … More Mustering up the courage to go to church
Lynda MacGibbon 