Creation

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This is the colour of my imagination before it was asked to behave itself, take a seat, and sit up straight. These are the colours I feel most at home in. Anyone who sets foot in our house will attest … Read More

Balance

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I sit around making pictures at 2am in the morning because I’m no good with balance. I’m okay with that, sort of. When you work around an autoimmune disease, and work around the stuff that is as deeply entrenched in … Read More

A Storm Comes

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I am the part of me I can’t accept. I think of dark things. I am twenty-five years old. I live behind closed doors, afraid of who might come to call, afraid that I will have to speak. Sometimes when … Read More

Courage to Slow Down

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Today was a day of contrasts, and this recent computer painting sums it up – the grieving heart surrounded by the energy of the new, the authentic, and the real. Where ‘real’ stands for anything I believe in, including the … Read More

Drowned World

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Today was a tough day… one of those days when the energy is just not there. I had a bad night with little sleep, which didn’t help. Then I got up and did some work in the morning, but headed … Read More

Snow Labyrinth (for Clare)

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I made a snow labyrinth in our garden today, in too-thin boots, with my bare arms to the world, while starlings, juncos and red-winged blackbirds chittered in the trees, waiting for me to relinquish their frozen world again. It wasn’t … Read More

Night Light

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Yesterday went by in a bit of a blur. I lay down with the thought I hadn’t written yet. So far I’ve been able to get up and correct that, sometimes by waking up as is customary at some small … Read More

Self-Publishing

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Well there’s a way… and there’s a will. I just have to make these two possibilities collide. I just spent some time reading about the experiences of self-published e-book authors, and there doesn’t look much of a down-side to it. … Read More

Outside, First Snow

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Lately, I am happiest in those moments I spend outside. There is something about the chill air that shocks my system, pulls oxygen into my brain and makes me feel glad to be alive. There may be a scientific basis … Read More

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