Swearing a blue streak

Lots of ruminating on the shadow self this past week, as I have discovered the Art of Swearing to access my inner voice. I’ve been using profanity to tap into aspects of myself that I tend to suppress, and seeing some interesting results. Often my voice seems...

Finding home

An ice house, seen on my neighbourhood walk last week I feel as though I am finding my home in singing, after more than 40 years of practice. Strange how the journey to one’s home can be so circuitous, so laborious, so long-winded. And then you find it, right in...

Taming my inner tyrant

On a sombre day after an angry mob stormed the US Capitol, I’ve been pondering tyrants and their tirades. The tyrannical have a tendency to lash out wildly and indiscriminately, leaving chaos in their wake. They are unpredictable, volatile, dangerous....

A brave(r) new (y)ear?

With my two darling daughters, Christmas Day, 2020 (photo: Kathryn O’Brien) As I considered the title for this final blog post of 2020 (good riddance, right?) I thought of “Brave New Year” (because, my goodness! Didn’t we all have to be braver...

First light

As we approach the winter solstice (which just so happens to be my birthday!), I’m in a contemplative mood. Last year at this time, I was planning an epic party with many of the most important women in my life to celebrate my first 60 years. I was living large...

Thin Ice

I’ve often felt like I was skating on thin ice these past weeks. So many things are new. Uncharted territory. In environments where I normally would feel sovereign and experienced, I feel like a novice. Now the term has come to a close, my students have...