My Russian Miracle

I am a frequent Interstate traveler. I was born in Ontario, Canada and thus all my family except husband and children live there. So three times a year I make a trek north from Georgia to visit. I often travel by myself as my…

Reclaiming Goofball Island

Recently, I bumped into acquaintance at a road race while waiting for the results to be posted. We engaged in some small talk, which brought up her weekend plans.  She mentioned that one of her grandchildren was celebrating his 20th…

When Tragedy Strikes

When tragedy strikes, it knocks you off your feet and sometimes paralyses you so that you will never rise again. It leaves you out of breath, numb and so scared that you can't even remember how you got where it flung you. And as if you…

The Most Shining Gift of All

A few years ago, I was offered a job by a very sweet and wonderful woman who has created her own successful business. Since I had worked with her before and loved it, I would have welcomed the opportunity to work with her again…But, I did…

Sketi

Deep in the woods lived a herd of deer. One day they heard the apple tree calling to them. They held council about the matter, for out of the woods and under an oak tree lived a ferocious beast: Sketi. The herd was terrified of Sketi, who…

The Power Of Words

What kinds of words resonate in your head? Do they lift you, move you or fill you with dread? Is your sub-conscious a cocktail of loathing and denial? Do you constantly judge and stand yourself on trial? For words…

Fail to fail

Failure is a peculiar state of being. No one ever learns to succeed, they only learn not to fail—and this is done in a rather poor manner I might add. Sadly, this state is only achieved with practice through rigorous repetition.…

Besprecan

She’s sitting outside her hut, cross-legged on dried grasses and pine needles, when she hears the sound of hooves: clip clop clippity clop clippity clop clip clop. She’s got a basket of purple mushrooms that she’s stringing up for drying. A…

Birth

here I am again! stepping into this place of rolling waves and lightning surges coming from my heaving belly, inside me there is an earthquake taking with it expectation and resistance, they crash and change into an…

Tending the Soul

One Saturday morning I was listening to a gardening programme on BBC Radio 4, Gardeners Question Time. In it they talked about onion blight in an allotment (in the UK this is a plot of land rented by an individual for growing vegetables or…