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Elizabeth
Suzanne, the first psychic I ever saw, I found in the back of a Montreal weekly newspaper. She lived in an apartment building out in the West end of the city, and as she opened the door to let me in,...
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Although I catch myself sometimes just scrolling through the newsfeed on Facebook, wasting precious hours of the day, there are times when really interesting connections happen. This morning I was...
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Strange times
Strange times. We’ve had some dramatic weather here recently – gale force winds and sudden temperature shifts, balmy January days and thundery nights like a stormy August season. The sky has been...
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Six Nations of the Grand River
Went to a two night “Contrary Ceremony” this weekend in Ohsweken, Ontario. Many words to share, but for now a few photos….
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Ceremony
We arrived late the first night, stumbling into the lodge in the dark, into ceremony in process. Burning sweetgrass was offered from the fire to cleanse ourselves. We found seats along the outside...
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Water Creatures
Last night I dreamt of water – a clear warm lake with waving yellow orange green strands of gentle foliage in and around like a field curving into a pond of colour – so gentle and warm that entering...
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Luck #2 or Providence
Over a week ago I lost my glasses. Somewhere on my way up to Collingwood they fell out of my bag. They are the only pair of glasses I’ve ever owned – a recent acquisition (well, maybe 3 years ago) for...
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Night visitor
He came to me in a dream again – jealous, cruel. In the dream I’d been snuggling happily in the arms of his best friend, feeling content and nurtured in the embrace of a simple, comforting...
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Culture
Just back from a 4-day fast at a lodge – The Lodge of the Sacred Fire of the Thunder – out at Six Nations. The parameters: no food, no water, no electronic devices, no talking, no books. Only a tent,...
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The Moment
In a sense, any spiritual path is largely a matter of misdirection, something meant to conceal an appalling and marvelous fact… ~ Henry Shukman There is the traditional idea of a 4 day fast in the...
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Mindful biking
A couple of weekends ago I went to Montreal to see one of the special guru type people I have in my life. Though actually she is not a guru the way Robert Moss or Ohki Simine Forest are in the sense...
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Sanctuary no more
There is a disaster happening in my back yard. What has been my sanctuary for the last decade or so has become a kind of apocalyptic scene. Construction was begun – walls were ripped down, a deep...
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Night Ride
Biking home late from work, a route different from my usual as I’d stopped to pick up another drawing pad, some conté, a few more colours of paint, and launching off with bags dangling from the...
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Sunshine
Saturday’s sinking melancholy feeling wanted to stick around for a few days. But there was a fragment of something I’d seen recently about despair being the worst sin, the greatest sin of all, and the...
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Strange times
Strange times. We’ve had some dramatic weather here recently – gale force winds and sudden temperature shifts, balmy January days and thundery nights like a stormy August season. The sky has been...
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Good morning
My morning ritual has gotten more and more elaborate over the years. It begins hors champ, out of frame, in my bed with scribbles in a dream journal à la Robert Moss – you can’t move too much or the...
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Strange Teachers
For several nights now I’ve dreamt of a temple of death. Apropos for the Halloween / Day of the Dead season I suppose – the skulls and skeletons are everywhere, sticking up out of the ground, in and...
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Unexpected Angels
Last weekend I saw a Medicine Woman / healer. A friend in Owen Sound had called me up and insisted I needed to come see this super-talented, up-and-coming, currently bargain-basement healer from the...
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New Year Beginning
There was a new moon on the first day of a new year. We lit a fire.We set intentions, scrawling them secretly, folding them carefully into small squares of paper in the middle of an elaborate...
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Dream paraphernalia
Last night I was telling my son about the dream of the house where nothing was what it seemed, everything shifting, slippery, treacherous and untenable. We stood under the overhead lights in the...
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