Day 8: Opening

driving down to red deer in alberta’s april, sepia dry the smell arrives first through closed truck windows ageless, immediate sour tang somewhere there, toward the westering sun tractor and disker pull open the season generations of memory, cell by cell leap to the ready; how we have changed but how we remain tuned to…

Ferocious In the Service of Love

“the heart is our lens for seeing” Raffi Cavoukian In this time of rising tides in this time of shattering in this shorn hair time, where darkness pools; let the blessed black of holy night where mystery holds sway by right again become a resting place, guarded by those who walk ferocious in the service of love….

Voice and Heart, and Giants Among Us

“These poets who are so arrogant as to learn their own work by heart!” It was pointed at me, in the sort of insider-voice just loud enough to be overheard, but not so bold as to invite direct response. I didn’t need to respond anyhow, i’d said my piece. Out loud. Full voice. The way…

Haunted by I Love You

I will never forget finding the page where somebody wrote, ‘I LOVE YOU! That’s WHAT MATTERS!’ with a small broken heart drawn beside it. It hurt, physically, to see that, because i could feel how that writer felt, and the hopelessness of that being the only way that writer felt safe to declare his/her feelings….

All My Relations, Bird Style

Well, what do you know? I’m not a monkey’s uncle, but i am a magpie’s aunty. There i was gardening, and a magpie alit and began haranguing I ignored the noise, figuring it was commentary upon our lordly grey cat, sunning his royalness there on the deck. Slowly, though,  i realised the bird was serious…

The New and the Perennial

At last, it may be said that Spring is here. Maybe. Out in the garden, irises and daylilies are beginning the push toward luxurience; and down among their toes, what is this? It seems the astilbe is spreading out, aspiring toward thicket-dom. I’m concentrating on the ornamental beds for now, leaving the veggie patch to…

This is Our Community- Happy Canada Day

Hey good people, let’s start a groundswell of commentary – why is the fact that this is an Aboriginal grandmother, with the support of her husband and community, not in the headline here?  Grandmother dodges tankers on 58-km North Coast swim And why is this story not getting more play? When the media are so…