Desperate times call for mindful measures — Let’s talk eggs. And energetics. But first, a story. This past month, I travelled across Canada with my ex- and current husband (same guy) and two Siamese cats in a MINI. The destination was our new home in rural Nova Scotia. Getting there took 33 days. Please, picture the scene… …

Logistics, energetics & levelling up — Hey, Medium folks. Are you on Substack? Or considering it? I’d love to hear your experiences, places of consideration, and thoughts! First, some context. For anyone new to Substack, it’s a platform for writers and readers (sound familiar?). …

For ourselves. For others. — Find Part 1 of this story here, Part 2 here, Part 3 here, Part 4 here. In late afternoon, returning to the outpost of a town that was my starting point, I’d find a spot to have milk tea and a meal. I hesitate to call these “restaurants.” Simple, one-room…

“Story is our only boat for sailing on the river of time, but in the great rapids and the winding shallows, no boat is safe.” — Ursula K. Le Guin, A Fisherman of the Inland Sea At last, we arrive at Prophecy. At what surfaces when we stop clinging to…

August in Nova Scotia — August. How are you? Where are you? I am…unsure. We arrived at our new home in the South Shore area of Nova Scotia this week after 33 days of too much travel and too-close quarters. The house, which we’ll be renting for two years while its family is abroad, is…

End-of-month rant, er, processing — First, an asterisk: My earnings for the month were $293.37 as of noon, Atlantic Time on July 31st. All evidence from past stats indicates that I’ll exceed $300 by day’s end. If not, apologies for the clickbait. Although…even $297 will exceed $300 here in Canada. Second, a question: Do you…

Identity, opinion, trauma, triggers — Often, as humans, it seems we don’t know how to communicate with each other. That we don’t know how to love one another. We go through our days defining, proclaiming, and defending the territory of the self. The domain of me and mine. My trauma. My identity. My diagnosis. …

Cross-country travel with cats and an ex in Canada — This is day 28 of our cross-country move from British Columbia to Nova Scotia, and let me just say: MAKE IT BE OVER. Just kidding. Not totally. Okay, not at all. Look, I’m no rookie when it comes to travel. I spent years travelling solo in far-off lands and have…

What the research says, plus 8 essential considerations. — In 2020, during the earlier days of lockdown, I took psilocybin for the first time in nearly ten years. The form: dried, whole Golden Teacher. This is a popular strain of psilocybe cubensis, a species of psychedelic mushroom. I’ve taken two more mushroom trips since and go through phases where…