Waking Up in London…and the Northern Alberta Forests!

I was sent this link by my friend Joe who organized the first music and poetry night for Wake Up London, and has recently put on another evening –


This year I am not in the UK to sing to an incredibly receptive audience, who shows their appreciation with silent hand waving at the end of each song as opposed to thunderous clapping.  I hope I never forget the feeling this gave me, like an uncontrollable smile poured over my whole body as silence followed but the energy in the room was so full and moving over everyone as they shook their hands and smiled towards me, in the light of a few candles.

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Thoughts from the Garden

If everyday we wake up with a story about who we are, identifying ourselves with actions we have done in the past, we are setting terms and conditions on ourselves. And often unconsciously, if we don’t live up to those labels throughout the day, we don’t feel like ourselves, or feel less than ourselves, incomplete or maybe as though we’ve failed in some way. Continue reading

Gratitude for my lymphs…

It’s been almost a week that the lymph nodes in my throat started to swell up. I find it so fascinating when I get sick, because it happen very irregularly, but when it does happen it is never something ‘normal’ (last year it was a lung weaze-ing incident…). In between taking drops of oregano oil, zinc, ginger and licorice tea, sleeping, applying arnica oil, miso soup, creamy porridge, and wearing enough scarves at once to give me the support of a neck brace, I really had the amazing opportunity to feel and be thankful for all the different functions my throat has. Continue reading