Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
I woke up and did the thing I shouldn't do. I went right to my phone to look for something I was hoping for. The thing I wanted didn't happen for me. My immediate thought was 'Maybe next time.' That was a pretty optimistic shift in how I perceived the moment. Huh. My optimism hitched... Continue Reading →
I received a photo of Shepherd's Call from a reader on holiday in the Dominican Republic. He's been a long-time fan of our books but doesn't read them until he's on a beach. He's patient. I'll give him that. Am I patient I think about the jousting parts of me---driven and patient. One part wants... Continue Reading →
This is a TikTok trend but it got me thinking. In 2012 at the end of the year of completing 101 things and entering the second year of doing 101 things again (yeah I know, I'm nuts) I was still really floundering to find peace and joy. My friend Mandy asked if I would like... Continue Reading →
Having written my memoir really gets me thinking about everyone else's story. No one is ordinary. And even if they are---it's in that day-to-day that stories are built, that the remarkable occurs. In the hall at work, I stopped to watch a teacher assemble a bulletin board. Another teacher stopped and another one---a small professional... Continue Reading →
The first part of this post was written at school. I finished all my duties: room cleaned, marks entered, boxes packed and ready for transport. I am being moved to a new school. Last-minute administrative duties are done. With this bit of free time, I thought why not work on the writing side of my... Continue Reading →
I am very slowly evolving into a morning person. I didn't always like mornings---at all. Ins and outs I can pinpoint the moment I realized that maybe I was missing out by sleeping in. The shift in my attitude about early mornings changed in the early 2000s when I was forced to go out. I... Continue Reading →
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 →
Angie Counios 