Friends! Oh my goodness!

I’ve been diving deep into my creative processes as I prepare for my upcoming 10-day intensive: Honouring Our Anger. I’ve been dreaming of my course outline, I’ve been dreaming my own anger, I’ve been tossing and turning and churning up thoughts and ideas and physical sensations.

I’m steeping in the creation process, percolating and allowing what’s at work to bubble up on it’s own time….

In the meantime, to prep for the Wednesday July 27th start (there’s still time to sign up!), to stay light and open, I’m committed to having fun! This weekend I’ve been at the Diversity Music Festival on a beach and in the forests of remote Texada Island.

It’s been an adventure – dancing, partying, teaching (Connecting Through Touch) and soaking up all the artistic and community vibes.

And tomorrow, I’ll be returning to Duncan and the Cowichan Valley, picking my daughter up from the airport then preparing to host a 3 week Artists’ Residency in August.

It’s so exciting to be creating, hosting, and in the flow of so much juicy creativity at this music festival. I’ll be sure to fill you in more fully in my next long storytelling letter.

In the meantime, enjoy your Sunday morning with these three articles.

Where architecture was designed to cure – writing and photos about crumbling asylums.

Our disposable cheaply manufactured products drive me crazy and I often despair of finding good products. Now, it’s figured out for you! BuyMeOnce – a gem of a website that does the research to tell you which brands are built to last. Thank goodness!

“Show me the manner in which a nation cares for its dead and I will measure with mathematical exactness the tender mercies of its people, their respect for the laws of the land and their loyalty to high ideals.” ` William Gladstone. Peter Stefan is the man who buries everyone.

Let me know what you think, I’m always interested!

Until next week (unless I see you in the intensive),