Monthly Archive: January 2019

I am not ashamed to say that I wept a little today when I read that the Pulitzer Prize winning poet Mary Oliver had died of lymphoma at 83. I’d never met her, but like all great poets and writers, she made me feel like I knew her – like we went for long walks in the woods together as friends, remarking on the…
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Long time readers of this blog will know that I place a very high value on the notion of self-care. (I don’t always practice it – to wit, I’ve been sick with one damn thing after another since Labour Day, but I do place a very high value on the notion of it, despite my own personal shortcomings.) So perhaps in the spirit of…
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