A story about aging, anxiety and acceptance as I enter my 50th year.
My cockapoo Scooby Doo is kind of an asshole. He's barky and anxious and prone to dragging his butt across the carpet (and licking his weiner obsessively but why pile on to the poor guy?) Trust me, I'm well aware of his shortcomings. In fact, we've had him to multiple dog trainers over the 9 years … Continue reading The Sting of Shame
Martha is easily one of my favourite people in the meditation class. She turned to me midway through the second session and whispered "I have no idea what the hell is going on here." - and I knew instantly we'd be kindred spirits. She's brash, outspoken, quick to laugh and definitely the most skeptical person in … Continue reading The Right Way to Meditate
Well hello! It's been well over a year since I've written a single word on my blog. I could site the usual excuses: Life is SO busy!, My three uber-successful and brilliantly-parented kids take up all my free time; I'm a super accomplished full-time writer now; I was tied up making homemade organic almond milk and fermented nut cheese; … Continue reading There I Said It
When I was about 16 years old, my dad took my sister and I for a ski holiday in Whistler, BC. Although I was happy to be on vacation, I was also a self-absorbed little shit who was overly critical of pretty much everyone and everything. And as ashamed as I am to admit this … Continue reading Resolution 2015 – Letting The Lessons In