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A Lot To Be Grateful For

The end of November brings with it a sense of finality about the year. It is around then that I start taking stock of the year that has been and the year ahead. It is not quite the celebratory feeling that accompanies new year’s eve. This is sober, reflective and, has a gravitas to it.…

In Conversation

Early this morning I joined Savie Karnel for a conversation on childhood friendships, nostalgia, books and, why we write. I had a lovely time with an articulate group of children. Anupama Dalmia of Beyond the Box did a fantastic job of moderating the session. The recording can be found on Beyond The Box FB page.…

#NAAM No One Size Fits All

A chance conversation with my daughters’ mother yesterday had me thinking long and hard about the past eleven years that have defined my life, my identity and, influenced my creative work. With so much focus on adoption this month surrounding NAAM (National Adoption Awareness Month), I have been a curious onlooker. Early in my life…

On Being A Mother

I waffled a long time before typing in the title. I kept typing parent, erasing, and keying in mother. Eventually, mother won out because this is just my experience and it is tied to being a mother than a parent. What’s the difference you ask? I define the difference in terms of the load I…

The Thinning Of The Veil

I stood in my tie-dye pants, this nasty woman votes tee shirt, a vampire red cape around my neck, and a black witch hat on my head by my front window in the fading light. My face was lit by the glow of my smartphone as I glanced through my feed. It was still a…

Vestiges Of Innocence

“Mom! mom!!” Her excitement is contagious as she bounds down the stairs, her smile stretching from ear to ear, her eyes wide as saucers. I have my AirPods on as I listen to a masterclass on retrograde planets. I pause the lesson and slow my pace to take in what is happening. “The tooth fairy…

We Need Diverse Books #WNDB

I pulled a card from my Smith Waite tarot deck when my youngest walked in, grumpy. “The tooth fairy did not come…” she complained. I cursed myself mentally for forgetting that her tooth had fallen out and she had written a note attaching a gift for the said fairy. I held her as she grumbled…

Direct Motion

Often as I am on trains, I am fascinated by other trains passing by and the relative motion of the two trains as experienced by me. There is usually a moment in time when one train passes another, where I feel suspended, unsure of which direction I am traveling in. This week in celestial weather,…

Into The Heart Of The Sun

Each new moon, the moon is literally reborn as it crosses the heart of the Sun and emerges as a baby moon, growing into fullness. The cycle repeats endlessly over time giving rise to the notion of New Moons as seeds that are planted that culminate at the Full Moon. Just like the moon, each…

November Is Coming

Early this morning, I showered and got ready in record time for a couple of my friends to come pick me up. We were headed to a fundraising event by the newly launched Empower PAC to support our local candidates. One friend was delivering a speech, another was running for office. I was excited for…