Tag: read on your commute
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Six Lessons at Sixty
At 60, I’ve learned a few lessons. Here are six that I thought I’d share. Some are big, some not-so-big. Hopefully all will be helpful.
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Somewhere
Right now, somewhere out there, the spectrum of human experience is happening. And right now, you are spending time with me. Thank you.
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My Own Superhero
It’s great to be back with you! Please join me as I describe the pros and cons of being your own Superhero
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Truth and Reconciliation
On tomorrow’s National Day of Truth and Reconciliation, please take time to listen and learn. Here’s a few places to start.
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The City Speaks
Am I the only one who feels like a big city is a living, breathing entity and that city life, once experienced, never truly leaves your soul?
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About Time
What is it about time that makes us experience it so differently? And why do some of us choose to keep reliving the not-so-good times?
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The Visitor
What happens when the visitor to your home is from a turbulent past? I have some thoughts. And a couple of suggestions on how to manage.
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All the World’s a Stage
As a strong proponent of therapy, I wholeheartedly agree with the therapist who once reinforced to me, that all the world’s a stage.
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According to Unpopular Opinion
Today, we’re talking about unpopular opinions. What is your greatest accomplishment? My answer might surprise you.
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On This Sad Day
On this sad day, I reflect on the SCOTUS decision to overturn Roe v Wade and contemplate the implications here in Canada.
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Between Strangers
What happens when an introvert goes out? Sometimes a conversation between strangers offers a happy surprise.
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Automatic
There are common things that I just cannot do, like driving a standard car. Learning, as it turns out, is not automatic.
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Writers – A Short Story
A short story about two writers struggling with what all writers face at one time or another. Just keep writing.
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Far Niente
Having come back from a wonderous trip to Paris, I am refreshed and committed to the ideal of Far Niente (sorry for the cultural criss-cross).
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My Place
My advice for the day; find that place that revives you and calls up the best of who you are. My place is Paris. Let me tell you about her.
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Behind the Door
Following a writing prompt, this is a short story describing what is ‘behind the door.’
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National Day of ???
With all the National Day of This and That out there, I got to wondering; what would my National Day be?
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Today’s Assignment
Today I’m writing from a prompt about surprises found processing in the darkroom. It’s a tight 500 words that I hope you’ll enjoy.
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It’s Too White Out There
At the risk of raising the ire of my readers, I have to say, it’s too white in the Okanagan Valley.
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Stop the Track
When do organizational tools become a barrier? With unlimited tools available to us, it’s time to stop the track.
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Short Story – Today Was Different
With my new writing practice comes new projects. Today I’m sharing a submission for a writing contest; “Today Was Different”
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Refocus
After taking a week off from writing, I’ve come to some realizations. It’s time to refocus and I’ll looking to the past to help me.
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This Irish Woman
Today on St. Patrick’s Day, this Irish woman will be bringing her Irish smile and hopefully some luck, to find a celebration.
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Let There Be Light
What do you do when you’re ‘smart’ technology outsmarts you? For me, I keep trying to let there be light.
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Are You In?
When someone asks ‘are you in?’ there are a few things to consider. Not the least of which is, can I affect change?
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Change of Perspective
As I sat down this morning to write, feeling stuck once again, I felt I need a change of perspective.
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While He’s Gone
As I arrive back home from dropping my partner, John off at the airport I ask myself the age-old question. What will I do while he’s gone?
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My Feminist Manifesto Revisited
Today, on International Women’s Day, I am revisiting my 14 year old Feminist Manifesto. Much has changed and much is the same.
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Tears of Joy
In addition to being a person who loves to hug, I’m also a person who often, as I did this morning, cries tears of joy.
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Leftovers
What happens when a leftovers-adverse person gets together with a leftover-lover? As always, laughter.