A Sort Of Homecoming

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  The frogs and the cicadas were so loud I thought they were at the foot of my bed. I imagined them hanging from the mosquito net, even though it was absurd. But anything seemed possible in this place. On the other side of the window the rice field gurgled like a giggling baby. And in this cheerful symphony I drifted off to sleep. It Continue Reading

The Life of Pi

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It's still with me. I watched the Life of Pi two days ago and I can't stop thinking about it. By night it flashes through the filmy velvet of my dreams. By day my head is a rapturous kaleidoscope of luminous fish and sweet Indian music. And my heart is still breaking for the tears of Pi. I read the book five years ago. Yann Martel not only Continue Reading

Do You Remember?

A memory emerges, naked in the luminous light. Warmly unfolding as fresh as the moment it first happened. I have many of these kinds of memories. Beautiful and crisp. When they are triggered in my brain it’s like mellow wine entering the bloodstream. They differ from the run of the mill recollection of details. Or the quaint or the comical.  The Continue Reading

Wild Bear

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When she was born I became a wild bear. She was my cub and I’d do anything to protect her. I guarded her day and night in the dark woods. It was then that it suddenly made sense. That my mother was a wild bear once too. Though her dark woods were so bleak and scary that I struggle to imagine how she did it. My mother raised her cubs in Continue Reading

A Good Man

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My Dad. Unique doesn't even begin to explain him. Let me try again: Honourable. Humble. Generous. Gracious. Confident. Eccentric. Hilarious. Clever. Other words that describe my dad: Without vanity. Without ego. Full of integrity. A good man. I'm thinking about him because today is his 70th Birthday. :::::: When Dad was 29 he took Continue Reading

Writer’s Block

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Have you ever had writer's block? I've had a terrible case of it in the last weeks. It’s not because my head is congested with a terrible lurgi. It's something else. I think it may be stage fright. Just when I’ve finally created the blog I’ve always wanted, I'm suddenly paralysed by fear. It feels so beautiful and perfect in here... so Continue Reading

Sister Love

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We share the same genes. We are connected by our common history. We kind of look the same. We are sisters. All three of us. I’m so lucky to have sisters. And I’m even luckier to have the ones that I have! They are two extraordinary human beings. (More about their extraordinariness later). There’s an indefinable something special about sister Continue Reading