Posts tagged with: #fiveminutefreewrite

When our boys were little they treasured our story times. Especially after dinner, when they were bathed, now in their pyjamas, we’d gather together on our living room couch. The...
Last spring my mother’s health began to falter. Sensing she was entering the last leg of her journey, I pressed pause on many of my commitments. I knew I would...
Our stories matter. Stories are an entry point for us to become known. Where the fertile space is cleared for greater understanding, compassion and appreciation. Where others can be inspired...
When we are in the midst of suffering, and at the end of our self and our own resources, we are often confronted by the paradox that though we may...
Driving the exact same route to work every day. Using a preferred coffee mug. Going year after year to the same place for summer holidays. Putting on our shoes or...
I opened the curtains and peered into the morning darkness. The light was just beginning to spread across the skyline, brushing the snowy landscape with an unusual shade of blue.  My breath left...
My two grandsons, both around a year and half old, are in the developmental stage where they are astutely watching everything around them. They seem especially interested in observing people....
The three widows were travelling down the dusty, dirt road. And suddenly, they stopped, and began to talk. And as they talked they began to weep, clinging to each other....