Archives for February, 2011

advocacy

The Saga of a Blocked Blogger…

"You've changed my life today," she said, tears streaming down her bespectacled face.

She was standing amidst a crush of people at the Ajax, Ontario Convention Centre on Saturday, February 12 at 10:30 , following a keynote I had just given to 136 members of Writers' Community of Durham Region at their monthly breakfast meeting.

She seemed small, diminished, fragile ~ like a little faded, once-beautiful, now-chipped fine china teacup.

I knew nothing about her. Had never...
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General

Being “Down With” Something…

Well, I've just proven my point about language. It's constantly changing, evolving, growing.

I'm behind the

In my last post, I assumed (one should never assume anything) that to be "down with" something is like being "down on" something. It never even occurred to me that this phrase would have any other meaning.

I'm an idiot. On old, out-of-sync

I was completely wrong.

My sweet and darling friend Julie has just informed me that...
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depression

The Gut Issue…

So, on Monday, whilst sitting in Dr. Bob's office, I was feeling utterly overwhelmed.

I have this harassing disconnect between what I know versus what I feel...

We were therapeutically

I did not win.

When I left after 60 minutes (which he always gives me, sometimes more) I felt battered and bruised. Beaten.

Not the way I usually feel when I leave his office. Lighter. Freer. Buoyant. Hopeful.

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General

It’s Time for a New Model…

When I was a kid, a long time ago, long before I learned about feminism, pre-Betty Friedan, I remember my father joking with my mother.

Though on reflection, I don't think his joke was very funny.

My father would say to my mother, in jest, because I know he adored her, "Maybe it's time I traded you in for a new model."

Sometimes I wish I could trade myself in for a new

That's not a put-down, but given...
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