Category Archives: memoir writing

what friends and family are for

 FInally home after almost three weeks away on a gorgeous holiday with family and friends. How grateful I feel to be able to travel to see those I love and to spend time with them, making new memories and seeing the world through their eyes. One of the most vital aspects of traveling for me…

change is in the air. fortunately so is Love.

We are all shape-shifters and magical reinventors… Who would deduce the dragonfly from the larva, the iris from the bud, the lawyer from the infant?… Life is really a plural noun, a caravan of selves.  Diane Ackerman I look in the mirror and see dots, lines and marks on my neck, breasts and face that…

cleaning up the mess with mindfulness

A delicious sunny Sunday morning of breakfast and snuggling with my lover. Then the weekly rituals of cleaning:  Accompanied by the ethereal electronic beats of British musician Imogen Heap, I scrubbed the tub, toilet bowl and sink, wiped down the ceiling and the toilet sides. When I was finished I went into the kitchen and realized…

grief, impermanence and the spring rituals of robins

After a seriously intense week of recording videos for my upcoming Opening to Joy retreat, sea-planing over to Vancouver to speak on a panel for UBC education students about ‘jobs outside academia’ and graduating my second class of heartrepreneurs, I chose to spend the weekend lounging on the couch in my pyjamas. I really needed it. It…

a wardrobe of stories

I recently started to consider, since finishing my PhD, what it would be like to commit to a completely different kind of writing project. I have always wanted to write a memoir. Reading the advice from writing teacher Natalie Goldberg, in her book Old Friend From Far Away, in which she talks about writing about…

seeing clearly now

When I was a child I started the habit of picking the cuticles around my fingers. My mother used to ask me to stop; she could hear the picking as we sat on the couch in the basement and watched TV. Try as I might, the picking continued, despite her desire for me to refrain….

a family affair

I just spent a week in Montreal with my family. I know, that’s a loaded statement. There is a lot of baggage that we each bring to the experience we call “family”.  Still the time there was precious. Just sitting in the same room beside my mother, father and sister, as well as with my…

love is light

I am writing on the eve of the third day of Chanukah, the Jewish festival that celebrates the victory of light over darkness. According to the story, more than twenty-one centuries ago, Israel was ruled by the Syrian-Greeks, who sought to forcefully convert the people of Israel. However, a small group of Jews defeated the…

finding our way to work

A few weeks ago I had a dream. In it a young girl was showing me a series of books I had written, all of which were about healing by reframing my experience through art. I was amazed and delighted when I awoke and remembered it. Another message from my unconscious showing me how I…