Look Up

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Looking up from the crib, Eyes wide in eager anticipation of The Hug Uplifted. Looking up from play, Eyes spark in delight of My presence. All is well. Looking up from stepping off the school bus, Eyes pouring out The Story of the Day. Sweet communion. Looking up from studies, Eyes seeking praise, reassurance, Believe… Read more »

North to Norman Wells

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I recently returned to Saint John from a small town in the Northwest Territories called Norman Wells. The town has a population of about 700, and the only way out is by a daily (on good days) jet run, and an ice road for a few months in the winter. The isolation, long dark winter… Read more »

Keep Reaching

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My grade 12 biology teacher paced in front of the class, hands clasped behind her back, grey hair falling over her brow, shoulders slumped forward. “This plant,” she stopped to point at what looked to me like a tall weed, “appears to be reaching toward the sun. Would you say that’s correct?” She resumed her… Read more »

Women Driving Downtown

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This is an article I wrote for the Sackville Tribune Post several years ago. Women Driving Downtown copy

The lure of fresh food, flowers, ideas and more

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I wrote this article for the Sackville Farmers’ Market. It was published in the Sackville Tribune Post. Photographs are courtesy Rose Leonard. It’s Saturday morning and the lure of fresh has hooked you into strolling up Bridge Street block to the Sackville Farmers’ Market. Fresh baking, fresh flowers, fresh veggies and even fresh ideas await… Read more »

My Hero’s Journeys or How I Reinvented Myself

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How many lives do we have? As many as we want. I’ve had quite a few. I’ll take you through them quickly. With apologies to Joseph Campbell, my purpose is to show you, and myself, that it’s never too late to answer the call. Twelve: I imagined myself free of a bully. Every day I… Read more »

Conversations with myself – do other writers have these?

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Hello again dear readers/writers! I’ve been a way for a while. Actually, I’ve moved. From Sackville to Rothesay. Bought a bungalow. It was the longest closing date in history (almost a year), so that’s what I’m using as my excuse for not blogging. And since we’re talking about excuses I thought I’d share some with… Read more »

Letting Go of the Shore

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When my son, Colin, was three years old he realized he was going to die. He wasn’t sick, and we had never talked about death. He just walked up to me one day and said, “When I die, some boy will get all my toys.” No drama, simply an acknowledgement. I, on the other hand,… Read more »

Selling the Farm

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I could see the world from there My heart-rest Warped walls that welcomed me Paper peeling revealing Stronger stuff Horse hair, lath and plastered With love and anger and hope and despair That joyous shudder of surrender When I entered her Drowned now By the drone of refrigerators and baseboard heaters Getting on with it

Happy Reading Happy New Year

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I didn’t know it, but I spent December reading books about happiness. Well, I knew I was reading. But I thought I was reading about how to do no harm, how to surrender to uncertainty, to be kinder and more compassionate. Which, as I discovered, leads to happiness. Not a happiness as in it’s going… Read more »