A year ago, today and a little about being present.
This past week has marked a year since I was in France, with Nomadways, working with an amazing and inspiring group of people talking and learning about storytelling. At the outset of the residency, we were each given a small notebook to keep track of our days, make notes, write, draw and dream in. I
Thank you for taking time to talk.
Thank you so much to all of you who wrote to me to talk about my last post. It made me realize how much I’ve missed the blogging world of over a decade ago when we’d have real discussions in the comments sections and through private messaging. I’m endeavoring to breathe life back into my
Change is the only constant.
It really is. Change sweeps us up and pushes us along. It’s funny, after 45 I thought my identity was pretty much fully formed. I’ve been a wife, I am a Mom, a Friend, and an Artist, among many other things. A big thing I’ve been over the past 10-ish years is an Education Assistant
Other projects – words and games
Well, scheduled posting is a great thing. While it seems like I’ve been here all week creating new posts about our time in Bernay-en-Ponthieu, the reality of my life has involved a lot of cleaning my basement. The flood has now been diverted, thanks to a lot of help from a dear friend, and my
Update from the bucket brigade…
I’ve been back in Canada a little over a week now, settling in to regular life again with a few bumps along the way – the biggest one being that my basement has been taking on water for 8 days now. Crazy. I’ve got a sump-pump running down there to keep things as dry as
Looking forward, looking back
It’s been an unusual winter for me. I’ve had several shifts in my health over the last couple of months which have precipitated long stretches of sitting/laying on the couch. I’ve been doing some drawing, trying to keep up with contracts, but in all honesty it’s been difficult to get it all done. Anyone who
The myriad of ways
I use visuals in my everyday life. There is a huge piece of paper on the wall of my bedroom that I change every 3 months or so – during the 3 months it’s up, it’s fair game for all kinds of personal planning and processes. I’ve included a little picture here of one quadrant of
As we commence
It’s high time. I’ve missed blogging a lot. A lot, a lot. As the internet experience gets further fractured into many different social media sites, the yearning in me has started again for a consolidated, cohesive space to write thoughts and process. I’ve got some hopes for this space. A long time ago, I had