What building a house has taught me about becoming whole

What building a house has taught me about becoming whole

I have often had more than one job at a time. This has been partly by choice and partly by circumstance, being, often, in a bridging sort of state – reaching towards where I’d like to be – which is teaching the Art of Personal Mythmaking online,...
All the tiny deaths that make up a well-lived life

All the tiny deaths that make up a well-lived life

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about death. All kinds of death. Yesterday my daughter went to an early Halloween party. She dressed in white and black, and wanted to be a skeleton underneath that. So I painted her face and chest – white for the bones,...
On loneliness, acceptance and transition

On loneliness, acceptance and transition

Sometimes I feel so delighted by life that everything feels bright, I laugh easily, and my heart feels open, the world feels welcoming, and I am a swirling drop of joy in a sea of beauty. I love those moments. But lately I feel so busy my head spins, my body moves as...
Divine Dissatisfaction

Divine Dissatisfaction

Rain, in sheets, straight down, no wind. A deluge, but silent and soft. Then turning into a shimmering drizzle, descending so slowly it almost seemed suspended. Moments of sweet, hot sun so bright I put my sunglasses on, except when the clouds moved in front, and the...
Gut-clenching tummy aches and big big feelings

Gut-clenching tummy aches and big big feelings

My past week has been the surreal experience of remembering that winter does not mean the same thing around the world. Here in the Cowichan Valley it involves a lot of rain, grey skies and very warm temperatures. I’m so conditioned to expect crisp cold and snow...