NURTURING

Love Letters to Creative Kindreds #1 – Brett Hardy

Dear Brett, I’m taking what I call a Lobster Bath. The kind that’s hot enough to last for a while so I can get the feelings out. The kind where when I get out my skin is so red I debate warming up a big vat of garlic butter. Enya is on in the background […]

When you voice your needs, does it come out muddy?

“That was a really long, roundabout way of saying something so simple. What is it that actually needs to come out?” my friend Steph says as we take our Spring-starved souls on a much-needed walk in sunny High Park. We often exchange what is on our hearts with one another and I have spent the entirety […]

Let's stop hiding our magic because we're afraid.

It’s time I admitted something about magic. Something I’ve kept hidden, because I thought maybe I’d be misunderstood (worst feeling ever), or be laughed at, or given the look that even I reserve for things that are just ‘a bit too woo.’ I may lose or ruffle some of you here, but that’s okay. It’s […]

For all the girls who got picked last in gym class.

Dear Nurturers, I get the ideas for these posts in some strange and wonderful places. This week’s post came to me as I was in mid-air! “How was it?” he asked. “Incredible!” I said, panting; flushed. I couldn’t wipe the goofy grin off my face and I wanted to dance around with joy, but the […]

The magic that happens when you trust.

I have started this blog post many times over the last few weeks and there is a virtual waste paper basket full of crumpled drafts with ample spillage out on to the floor. This is a somewhat romantic image for me, who imagines myself the female version of Ewan McGregor's character in Moulin Rouge in a garret somewhere trying to elicit the essence of Beauty, Truth and Love on an old typewriter that has a sticky 'e'. 

My struggle is I don't know how to put into words exactly the magic that occurred as a result of how everything unfolded with the retreat a few weeks ago. Remember when not a soul signed up and it was a week before and I had no idea what the heck to do?

But then I got quiet and the quiet told me: there is still a way. There is ALWAYS a way. Trust.