F@*k The Gremlins and the A%#holes They Rode In On…

HellooOoOoooOOooO… and HAPPY CANADA DAY! Wow. I’m back at Rooster… on a Friday… WRITING! I almost can’t believe that I’ve taken such a long hiatus from posting to my blog. As you may recall, earlier this year I made a declaration that I was writing a book. I was making good progress on the outline, researching/developing content, etc… and in March, I went to Puerto Vallarta on a personal writing …

TBR’s Aegean Odyssey, Part 1

Greetings from Greece! As I write this, I’m sitting in a pristine little café called Paralia (that’s greek for “beach’). It’s situated overlooking the Aegean Sea in a lovely resort town called Pefkohori, (Chalkidiki) which is part of the Region of Central Macedonia in Northern Greece. Chalkidiki is comprised of three peninsulas which resemble three “fingers”, jutting into the northern part of the Aegean Sea. Pefkohori is a popular summer …

Self-Love Setback?

Over the past few days, I have been feeling that I don’t like myself very much. I’ve been noticing how temperamental I am, how judgmental I can be and how, when I am feeling vulnerable, overwhelmed  or low on energy, I have very little patience for anything… or anyone… whom I find even the least bit effortful or annoying. As I witness the thoughts going through my head about this …

Self-Love: A Sacred Birth

My foolish heart Why do you weep? You throw yourself away, again Now, you cry yourself to sleep Cry yourself to sleep My foolish heart When will you learn? You are the eyes of the world And there’s nowhere else to turn This quote is from a mantra by Krishna Das called My Foolish Heart/Baja Govindam. The intention of the prayer is to provide a wake up call to those …

True Colours

I thought I might have an excuse not to write tonight. I’m in Madoc, Ontario, at the beautiful country home of a friend. My laptop is very slow for some reason and, while I sat and waited for the “beach ball of death” to disappear, I noticed that I was kind of hoping it would prevent me from writing. But, as it happens, the beach ball stopped turning and here …