The first time I thought about the colour of depression was while watching an episode of Fame, when I was in my mid-20s. Remember that show, the drama – and beautiful performances - of students attending a performing arts high school in New York?
Read More“My outer world has become very, very quiet but my inner world currently has the volume turned up all the way.” I came across this quote on Instagram almost a month ago. The quote has been living in my conscience since…
Read MoreFacebook reminds me that every year at the beginning of May, I have been traveling. This year would have been no exception.
Read MoreI spend a lot of my time living in my head. Sometimes I do this in silence, other times I speak aloud – in the shower, out walking or just during regular day-to-day activities. Speaking to myself has become a habit, a part of who I am.
Read MoreI am so unfocused these days. Maybe you are too? I expect it is from the uncertainty that awaits us every morning when we wake up.
Read MoreTwo weeks ago, the headline in the news was, “Four more deaths, all elderly.” One of those who had died was…
Read MoreI spent most of yesterday cleaning the backyard. I pulled weeds, gently removed dried leaves from new growth and scrubbed the patio and garden furniture.
Read MoreMy friend Jenny emailed me this quote, “Calamity is a great teacher”. She knows how much I appreciate a great quote to start off a piece of writing.
Read MoreThe alarm clock goes off at 6 am every morning. My husband turns it off, then rolls over and curves his body around mine.
Read More“Enough with all your spiritual platitudes”, I read on Instagram, “if you knew how difficult our lives were right now you would realize that your posts are causing me pain and anger rather than giving me relief and support”.
Read MoreImagine, you are struggling with depression and you have a friend who comes over every day and all he does is sit in silence with you and massages your feet.
Read MoreTucker is recovering from surgery. The vet removed a cancerous tumor that had appeared quite suddenly on his back leg, scraping deep and wide to excise all the cancer cells.
Read MoreI doubt my husband has even boarded his flight yet and already the sheets are spinning in the washing machine and the duvet is airing on the balcony – all in readiness of having the bed to myself for a whole week!
Read MoreA frosty, sunny morning and, as my husband had a week’s holidays, we decided we had the time to drive to a neighbourhood we are considering for our retirement years.
Read MoreI have been fluctuating lately with how I feel at the start of this aging journey. For the most part I feel contentment and curiosity – comfortable with my body, confident in my wisdom and excited by the opportunities ahead.
Read MoreI’m working less these days so I try to be mindful of my spending. On my morning walks with the dog I gift myself a weekly oat milk latte at my local coffee shop.
Read MoreI stood on the cusp of 60 and felt old. My mind was still sharp, my body was still fit but I felt like I was looking at the end of the road! I could not fathom what I would do for the next 10, 20, 30 years….
Read MoreThe great poet, Mary Oliver, died this year. Lines from her poems and essays can be found scattered around my home…
Read MoreA colleague of mine has started writing a memoir of moments from her life that have shaped the woman she has become. A friend’s husband has recently self-published a murder mystery…
Read MoreThe sun is beginning its ascent on this west coast morning and I have gifted myself the luxury of a lazy morning in bed – reading, writing and beginning this new blog adventure…
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