Sniffing judgment

Taking a break from writing yesterday (what better way than set the timer for five minutes and head over to Facebook for some entertainment?) I stumbled across a piece by Daniela Sieff, Ph.D. on healing shame. She likens it to a high altitude climb – one breath...

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

I was raised to think poetry had to rhyme. Pretty limiting, but there we have it. So it was with joy and amazement I discovered a whole other world of gorgeous poetry, mostly courtesy my work at Strozzi Institute www.strozziinstitute.com where its founder,...

Token of your love

Christmas cards languishing “on sale” and already Valentine’s day cards available on the next shelf. Yikes! I’m sad the original opportunity to pen love notes to a sweetheart has disappeared in favour of what even Wikipedia dubs a Hallmark...

Not sober yet….

He snuck through the “out” doors on the bus, unseen by the driver. Wearing a suit, no tie, at first glance the man appeared to simply be flouting the rules. As the bus rolled on towards Paddington, his head leaned against the window and I had my first inkling all was...

AA Anxiety

This morning I baulked at the door of an AA meeting. As I hurried home through the early dawn light I thought to myself “If I can baulk at the door with a few weeks short of twenty-five years of sobriety under my belt, how must it be for the newcomer? Or the...

In search of the Dragon Tail

Working somatically is one of the joys of my life. Describing it with eloquence certainly one of the challenges. My teacher Dr. Richard Strozzi-Heckler has often said “it’s like trying to learn to swim from a book” – better to jump in the water and actually...
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