In the Spirit of Christmas

I spent the morning collecting and readying myself for the journey home. So much had happened over the last 4 weeks that it was going to be rather interesting to live the experience of transitioning from my life in Guatemala and to a life back home in Canada. The question of for how long and…

it was a beautiful sunny day to arrive home to our resident country … tender fresh budding trees lined the highways and egg-shell blue skies welcomed us with the waving of a red and white flag (very much reminiscent of the swishing motion Burner, our beloved balloon pilot, often brandished in welcome), warming the cockles…

I’m not really one for making New Year’s resolutions. This year of 2008 will just be another one, in a long line of moment to moment discoveries, growth spurts and inner explorations, in all realms and sense of the words. I’ve learned that New Year’s resolutions are ultimately just a manner of pledging somewhat spontaneous…

I was so pleased to be able to transfer all my winter belongings from Ed’s place to the cubby hole at my Fathers where I store my entire life (that’s worth an entire entry unto itself!). Not only does it feel good to compartmentalize my existence into tidy square bins (out-of-sight is most definitely out-of-mind…