Post haste

Maybe it was that the Float was not so much a celebration of this day as an opportunity to show up for First Nations people?

I could have shown up for them there.

I wasn’t comfortable celebrating today. And all this week has been an opportunity to share the ideas.… Read the rest

Hovering

I am weakened again now.
And stuck between two worlds. With ten minutes to get on a train that I don’t want to get on.
I might stay here for a night.
I need to work out what I am doing in my business.… Read the rest

Around the fire

Huddle in around the fire of my friends.

It is bitterly cold without them.

Chills of loneliness fibrillate from my core to my throat.

Find a moment in the warmth of the sun,

To form connection through written words.

Counting the moments until I feel their souls again.… Read the rest