S  P  R  I  N  G     S  U  R  R  E  N  D  E  R magnolia, memory,  &  mending I blow a pink kiss to the slow-standing sun as I feel the breeze stepping through a crack in my window.  The air carries a fragrance as gentle as the rain, and I feel a delicate [...]

W A L K I N G    E A C H    O T H E R    H O M E solidarity, stillness, and stepping through it "I would like to learn, or remember, how to live." - Annie Dillard Hello sweet friends, Somewhere along this musical pathway I have had the joy [...]

“If the world is to be healed through human efforts, I am convinced it will be by ordinary people, people whose love for this life is even greater than their fear.” ― Joanna R. Macy let there be no fear in my heart for, as I grow, so too, I die it is but the loss of [...]

slow moving woman "the heart that breaks open can contain the whole universe" - Joanna Macy   It is a strange concept - the passing of time. Every year, during the November Moon, I am summoned to reflect on the accumulation of minutes, days, months, and years that have contributed to the creation of this moment. [...]

west side story Photographed by Guy Tohana (Longevity John, Tannis Slimmon, Annie Sumi)   Over a month ago, I embarked on the journey of a lifetime: my family and I drove from Edmonton to Vancouver Island with hopes of retracing my grandparents' childhood. Here is a little bit of my family history along with the [...]

end of another adventure I just wanted to say a quick thank you to everyone that has helped out during this Strange Clouds Tour. Rose-Erin and I can hardly believe that it is already over, but we would not have been able to travel around without your endless love and support! THANK YOU! Here's a [...]

Little Bones the very, very, very short story of little bones. Little Bones from Lavender is an advocate for animal rights and a conduit for unearthly, unexplainable business. She enjoys long walks through the forest, candle-lit dinners (vegetarian, of course), and the occasional game of chinese checkers. Many moons ago, Little Bones was Big Bones. [...]

a new year blossoms at the end of 2015, I decided to get on a plane and spend two months of my life in south america. while I was there, I sat, quietly, facing the pacific ocean, and took a long moment to reflect on all of the blessings of 2015. my life always returns [...]