I took a risk putting that poem ‘out there.’ What impressions would I be giving of “Just who do I think I am anyway?” Be assured that I do not consider myself a poet. I was going to add some context before or after the poem. To say that I did not remember when I…
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“Just because I could” – a thing called ‘Power’
Backstory: As expressed in A Start . . . A Fresh Start . . . and then, A New Fresh Start, I did the piece below during my one day of writing in May 2025. Now, in January 2026, I have reworked it somewhat but still let it speak from the context of that day…
A Start, A Fresh Start, and then, A New Fresh Start!
A Start – April to May 2024 I launched the Miles 2 Go website blog in April 2024 and posted my last item that year on May 15, 2024. A 6-week flurry of activity that felt so good. I was diving into something that was one of my life goals. A year earlier, in June…
I Need Your Tears
I have a friend. Actually, two of them. They have both ‘been there’ for me. Even through the years when I didn’t deserve to have a friend. I was too busy. Too much into my own agenda of life. Too self-contained, not even aware of how barren I was. They are very different but equally…
Are We There Yet?
TIME. Is there anything more variable in our experience of life? As a child in the family car, heading to see Grandma (we called her Baba), it passed so excruciatingly sloooow. Now, at 76, I simply don’t know where the past 25 years have gone. It seems like only yesterday that Barbara and I were…
Of Time and Turtles
*Mending the World, Shell by Shattered Shell* This book brings back memories. My Dad had a pet guinea pig he named Toodie. I don’t know where that name came from as Dad didn’t talk much about all the stuff he was thinking about. Toodie lived freely in our house, leaving compact little turd pellets anywhere…
Oh What a Beautiful Morning
Today was so special. I had one of my regular coffee hours with a close friend at our favourite A and W. We are both glad they still receive old coupons for some time after expiry. I made another stop on 8th Street then pulled into Sobey’s to pick up a few things. Not realizing…
I Surprised Myself
This morning I took a risk. I surprised myself. And I’m glad I did. For this narrative I must give you a bit of backstory. All my life I have not shared any food. No arms entwined with my loved one to feed a forkful of meat or vegetables from each other’s plate. No taste…
The Ironies of Life
Irony of Life: When we want/need something the most, many of us can afford it the least; and when we can afford it the most, we no longer want or need it. When people ask where I grew up, I often say, “I farmed until I was 2.” That line usually gets a smile. I…
On the Brink of Everything
*Grace, Gravity and Getting Old* How do you decide when you have something, or something more, to say? After publishing his 9th book at age 72, Parker Palmer thought he was done. Then, years later, his editor asked if he was working on anything new. He said ‘no’ but the editor wasn’t convinced. For Parker…