These days are for throat work. For deglutition - aka swallowing. For collaboration with pharynx and esophagus. For the miracle of the complexities of breathing. For honest communication swathed in the lapis-blue of my throat chakra energy. Quietly. I've been swallowing it down. The words. The voices. I've been stomach-ing the fears. No wonder I'm… Continue reading Because
Category: On Writing
Spring Snow & A Good Interruption
Spring Equinox was March 19. Today, it's snowing. *She throws her head back and laughs.* Indeed, our spring is showing signs of continued confusion by way of Mother Nature's choices. As much as she's teaching us about accountability, I believe she's also teaching us about going with the flow of change. That even change...can have… Continue reading Spring Snow & A Good Interruption
Socks for Supper
Socks for Supper by Jack Kent is my favourite children's book from my childhood. I can't tell you the first time I read it, or perhaps, the first time it was read to me. I can't tell you where I first felt and held and loved the copy I had...or even when it mysteriously disappeared… Continue reading Socks for Supper
When The Words Don’t…
There are many sounds at a funeral. Last night, I heard bursts of laughter, whispers between colleagues and friends. I heard noses blown and one chorus of "Hallelujah' (by Leonard Cohen, performed by Jeff Buckley) when for a few seconds, a soft silence filled the room. The room was filled with people for two hours… Continue reading When The Words Don’t…
VANESSA SHIELDS 