#tbt: barbados.

may 22, 2016 ∫ barbados there is a lot of truth in the old adage that the last day of travel is quite emotional.  the bliss has settled in, you’ve become accustomed to the culture.  you’ve met new friends and made new memories with old ones.  you’re lighter.  you’re spirit is rejuvenated. you’ve found space to…

35 days on the (yellow brick) road.

“you’re on your own.  and you know what you know.  and you are the one who’ll decide where to go.”   -dr. seuss it is the strangers you meet on the road that you end up falling madly in love with.  the likeminded drifters that become darling soul-friends.  at least that is what my literary…

“the structure …

“the structure of a play is always the story of how the birds came home to roost.” -arthur miller, playwright as i always say even free birds need to come home to nest. who needs structure anyway … get out there and play.

my (little) life sabbatical.

“life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.” -confucius what would you do if you didn’t have to work?  what favourite things would you spend time on?  what foreign land would you travel?  what stories (and ideas) would unfold?  what would happen if you were to let loose … to let go…

bare walls and packed-up carboard cartons.

tis amazing how quickly you can fill a space.  even quicker how it can be emptied.  my 4×4 wall abode was a haven, a reading nook and in the early mornings, a yoga studio.  it is where i write.  it is where i cry.  it is where i rise.  it is a space of comfort, of confidence, of…