uncluttering life

I don’t know it is about the spring that sparks a fury of needing to get your year’s collection of items – important and non-important – categorized, thrown out, put in a box, or given away.

my beautiful, your beautiful: why i love instagram

How wonderful is it to check out the gorgeous gardens someone has built over summer, the magical half eaten milk and Santa cookies of Christmas morning, or the interesting perspectives one can create simply by holding their iPhone under a bridge. This is your beautiful life going by. Welcome to it.

houhai lake for the fifth

People say that it’s good luck to give wood for the fifth anniversary. I’m not sure why, but I think it’s probably got something to do with the adding of experiential rings; growing together, evolving. The roots that flourish bring life to more and more buds, each new year that you are together.

the back door to blogs

A lot of people say to me, hey, mo, i love your blog. (I may get embarrassed and try to redirect the conversation). Especially when they usually follow it up with, Actually…it’s the only one  i read. (I still have friends who haven’t entered the ‘mobile phone’ realm). I smile, unsure how to proceed. Sometimes they might stop for a moment, puzzled, and say How did you even manage to start a blog?

Let’s Start a Movement!

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxGZNNNSDCE&feature=player_embedded] Four.Years.Go. Now imagine the possibilities! There’s so much blogging, facebooking, texting,  emailing, tweeting, and direct messaging going on these days that I barely know where information is coming from anymore. At first I noticed the title had Nonviolence and Birth Canal in it and I thought that I had somehow been sent the message […]

grief, loss and transformation

  i love this life. I do. But there are times, there are things that we must, must face. we must face them head on and we must learn from them. Two years, ago, when Mitch and I lost our babe girl Tya, I would never have thought that something good could come of this. […]

“Mom, are you a teenager?”

Teenagers.

They’re a real mystery to Leila. Who’s to blame? Shaggy and his Mystery, Inc. van? The Archie comics she lugs around but can’t read yet, looking at the pictures and inventing her own stories?

Kindergarten jitters

So here we are, propelling rapidly towards Spring Park School and Leila’s first day of school. The Yoga Moms (my very amazing woman friends I met when in prenatal yoga class  five years ago) are already planning on canceling work for the day, dropping the kids off at school, and having a long, leisurely lunch […]

Death of the love letter

I heard the most beautiful story on CBC this morning. It was about a couple who exchanged love letters  EVERY … SINGLE … day of their two year engagement.It was the forties, and they were artists. They dreamed together, they fantasized together, and they took the time to write their love down. My heart smiled. […]