I was turned back at Heathrowe on Friday the 13th. I’ve never bought into the superstitions ascribed to those days. But now, I feel terrified by the idea of another […]

Folklore that says violets are about a love that is delicate. Delicate, I think, like life, like a beating heart. I think if my father were alive, people would have […]

Had a great time with my friend Mike at the Art Gallery of Ontario (AGO) in Toronto last night before a sweet send off gathering of dear friends. The show […]

Toronto Friends Meeting today – a beautiful, historic, big, wonderful Quaker house in downtown, just a few blocks from the home of my dear friend with whom I’ve been staying […]

Daddy died two years ago today. We buried him on Fat Tuesday and it seemed fitting to have a gathering afterwards and overfill our bellies. Lent began the next day […]

Johnny Appleseed (John Chapman) was a Christian zealot who ran around barefoot and planted apple orchard in a wild, new country. Even the Puritans, with their holier-than-thou practices, were reduced […]

Sitting in my friend’s cushy condo in downtown Toronto, trying to wrap my head around flying to London a week from Thursday and going on faith for the next year. […]