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How to operate your mammal

How to operate your mammal

G’day mates. It’s always astonishing to watch the transformation of bare branches in the springtime: the maple tree outside my kitchen window, a clean silhouette just days ago, is festooned with ornate chartreuse flowers. The leaves will soon obscure my...

My dad’s letters

My dad’s letters

Back in the day before Facebook, suburban families used to create saccharine little status updates and mail them out with their annual Christmas cards.  My family was no different — except my dad used the tradition as a sort of platform to gently mock the whole notion...

Pipelandia or Blockadia?

Pipelandia or Blockadia?

This was a tough week to be a pipeline fighter. On Tuesday, in the middle of a pipelines communication  storm, I ran home for breakfast (at 3pm!) and stopped to grab the mail. Included with the bills and the crap was a handwritten letter — from me, to me — from a...

Dispatches from the discomfort zone

Dispatches from the discomfort zone

Forget about a list of election post-mortems from me. Just bop the bigot: including the bigot within.  Leonard Cohen on the rewards of abandoning hope in exchange for “the lowly practices of self-reform.”  Musings on the anthopocene:  we are conjuring...

Baby won’t you light my fire?

Baby won’t you light my fire?

Oh so many sharings. Such precious time. Where to begin? Well: how about with one big blast of the way I feels after this crazy headlong week of productivity plus?? Ahhhhhhhh that’s better. Yup, it was a hot one.  Heated discussions led to a kickass reading list...

In common, nature

In common, nature

Oh, you wild pendulum ride. It’s been a week full of ups and downs. Anniversaries : of losing someone I adored, of falling in love, of grassy festival nights, of getting sober. There’s been political theatre: finding strange glee in the disgrace of...

The upside of absence

The upside of absence

Happy Friday beauties!~ Was that a whole month? It’s possible that it’s been 4 weeks since my last newsletter. My excuse is that I’ve been alternately on the road, hunkered down organizing stuff, and obsessing over how to stop a very bad idea from...

Matters of living and dying

Matters of living and dying

I used to travel back and forth between southern Africa and Salt Spring Island every year. Part of the bittersweet delight of such journeys was the culture shock — on both ends. In Lesotho, a tiny country high in the mountains known as “the roof of...

Internet is the new LSD

Internet is the new LSD

Happy Friday beauties!  Who knew being a computer nerd would one day become so de-rigeur? I have houseguests this week and we are currently all sitting in our respective chairs, stroking our laptops. Maybe it would be more sociable if we could transform our devices...

Will there be pie?

Will there be pie?

What’s up beauties?  Here’s a bit of random muse-ing for your Friday: I’m inspired by this powerful activist art, this revelation about bluebirds, and thissearch for the wellspring of creativity. Appreciating the perspective of this extremely white...