If I had categories for this blog, I would file this under, “I’m not really sure why I’m telling you this.” I’ve been thinking often in the last few days of this one small incident that happened a few years ago. It was brief and marked me deeply. It happened at the Intuitive Arts Festival. It was still in the Community Centre in James Bay then, and I was still doing my 15 minute sessions by donation so I was always busy: just finishing with one person in time to turn to the n

Last Tuesday morning after a long weekend I heard a mom say to her crying child on the playground before school, “Come ON, you need to stay here. I don’t have TIME for this.” The child wailed softly, “I don’t want to be here today.” I didn’t stay there to see what happened after, but the mama and the child and the younger child went off the school grounds together. The mom didn’t seem especially fierce, in the way that I have had moments of being implacable and frustrated and

Well, it’s November 11th. Last weekend was the Intuitive Arts Festival. I think that this is the fourth year that I have participated. I could find out for sure, but it’s not that important. The weather is grey, we changed the clocks last weekend, and the descent into winter has begun. And in the aftermath of that, and also because of some homeopathic remedies that I’m taking from my naturopath, I’m feeling a lot, and most of it is really, really subtle. So, I don’t know wher