Sometimes writing down a painful emotion helps release it. After I posted ‘River of Tears’ on Monday, it was as if I had stuck a pin in a balloon or lanced a boil. The negativity and pain drained away. What I’ve also noticed is that once I start to kindle a little joy, it doesn’t…
A river of tears
January has been a month strafed with pain and loss. I thought I was over this. And there have been lots of good days – days of joy and great highs. But also days of sobbing and lying on the couch bundled up in Laura’s old fur coat. Is this a new phase of grief?…
54 today!
Evidently still seeing life in my own unique way…
Define Love?
Over brunch with friends this weekend, someone asked ‘how do you define love?’ The answer is not easy. It often wriggles out of our grasp and defies description. But today I am going to try. Why? Because today is the fifth anniversary of the day I met Laura. No better excuse than that.. I think…
The Soap Box
I After posting my tub thumping review of the movies Carol and Brooklyn last week, I was twiddling my thumbs wondering what Laura would make of it. I once put her to sleep explaining – at length – how Darwin’s theory of the survival of the fittest was fundamentally flawed. As I reached my triumphant…
Hello 2016!
Happy 2016! Judging by my local Goodwill, it is that time of year to create new space and energy in our lives by letting go of old stuff. Last weekend there was a mini Everest of donations blocking the entrance to the Goodwill. As I stood gawping at the door, more and more people arrived…
A Tale of Two Movies
Fasten your seat belts this is going to be a bumpy ride. I’ve waited half my life for someone to make Carol into a movie. The book, written in 1952 by Patricia Highsmith, was a life raft for young lesbians. It was one of the few lesbian love stories with a happy ending. So I…
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas dear friends and loved ones. May you be blessed with joy, love and laughter throughout the new year.
Dream Time
Every morning I wash up on the shore of my pillows in a different state. The night has taken me on a long and often extraordinary adventure, and sometimes I wake feeling exhausted as if I have bobbed all night in a sea of tangle that threatens to drown me; other times I travel to fictional towns with…
Little Presents
I was standing in line for the bathroom at Starbucks last Saturday, when the young woman behind me bent over and picked up a dime. Without thinking I said: ‘It’s your lucky day! Do you find many coins?’ She beamed back a lovely smile and said: ‘Ever since my mom passed, I find these dimes everywhere.’ Her…
Talking To Spirit
Today I heard Esther Hicks (or rather the spiritual entities that Esther channels) explaining how to talk to departed loved ones, and revel in their unconditional love. Esther lost her husband Jerry a few years ago. But he is still a very playful presence in her life. I was so delighted when I heard this…
Wedding Present
December 15th is my wedding anniversary. This weekend I was thinking about the strange beauty of that day, two years ago. And also – if I am honest – I’ve been missing the two little paper hearts that Laura and I exchanged instead of rings (they used to hang on a thread over the kitchen…
The Sweetest Gift
Quietly while you were asleep The moon and I were talking I asked that she’d always keep you protected She promised you her light That you so gracefully carry You bring your light and shine like morning And then the wind pulls the clouds across the moon Your light fills the darkest room And I…
Soul Love Forever 