Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
First: Air. Water. Food. Good health. Peace. Next: A nice home. Employment to afford my needs---and my wants. A new thing on the necessary list Dreams. Full Stop. I have been going through old journals for lonely blank pages that need some ink, some watercolor, and maybe some love. I found one ragged-eared thin little... Continue Reading →
I don't do New Year's resolutions. They feel too bossy. I do set intentions and I do this through words, thoughts, and feelings. Do I believe that the intentions I set will come true? Yes. I do. Is that silly? Not for me. I feel like at the turning of the calendar a large majority... Continue Reading →
In 2012 I went on an interprovincial adventure with some pretty fabulous women. We stayed at a bed-and-breakfast where we slept in glammed-up sheep wagons. We toured the local terrain, a vineyard, a forest and a desert. Not to be done in by nightfall we went to a dark sky preserve in Cypress Hills Interprovincial... Continue Reading →
Last night from the balcony of my bedroom in Thessaloniki, Greece, I felt a familiar calling from the long-ago times. I looked over the neighborhood and the city with its stacked dwellings---a very different vision than the city I'm from in Canada. The buildings in front of me felt older than they actually are. I... Continue Reading →
Puns The title of this blog post is a shameless pun and it is so very intended because life is about having fun with the little things...annnnnd the big things....annnnnd everything in between. I accept that you may have rolled your eyes. You may have chuckled. I hope that you can forgive me and continue... Continue Reading →
To all immigrants, newcomers, refugees, or anyone who has discovered what it is to love more than one place, this one's for you. This year's holiday observations feel a bit deeper. I just took it all in because I became amazingly aware of what a gift it was to even be on a holiday after... Continue Reading →
Dear Motherland: Thank you for your sizzling sun and unapologetic winds. Thank you for your complicated curvy streets and narrow passages. Thank you for your complex and diverse fragrances of honeysuckle, jasmine, roses, spice, food, compost and exhaust. Thank you for your diverse history with layers (literally) upon layers of architecture, revealing histories, peoples, conflicts,... Continue Reading →
A homage to Shepherd's Watch. They say you're not allowed to have a favorite. But I do. You'd think it was the first book, Along Comes a Wolfe because, well, it's the first book. You may even think it's the first book because it's won awards or because my face is under the plastic bag... Continue Reading →
Sometimes dialogues hit just right. They teach. They compliment the moment and open doors that were shut. They can be something more than the basic how are you's and I'm fine's. Recently I had a dialogue with a friend that left me with a wistfulness I hadn't felt in a while. Maybe it was the... Continue Reading →
How we did it then In early adulthood I began tending the seedling of wanderlust. There was a process in those days that is quite different than how travel occurs today. It looked like this: I'd either call or pop in to a travel agency. The individual would look on their computer and log books... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 