I was a whirling dervish, my feet moving faster and faster, my arms stretching effortlessly upward, hands tracing circles in the air. Every part of my body moved – hips, shoulders, head, heart. I could not help myself. The music started slowly, the band on the stage singing words I did not know. As a … More Dancing into the thin place
For the past six years I have been part of a writers’ group that meets about once every six weeks in the dining room of my condo building. It is place of honest conversation, lots of questions, tears, laughter, applause. It always feels like a sacred space to me. We choose a word, a question … More Do things happen for a reason?
Two slices of an orange, cut into tiny triangles, juice sluicing along a knife’s edge. Available for the taking, prepared by someone else in the house with more than enough to share. This is not unusual in this household. What was unusual was that the three of us who currently live here each ate a solitary … More Savouring the gift of shared meals