“There’s a river of love that runs through all times There’s a river of grief that floods through our lives It starts when a heart is broken in two By the thief of belief in anything that’s true But there’s a river of love that runs through all time”              […]

Our beloved Jill slipped away quietly on Monday. We were surrounding her bed, us dinosaurs and Sara. Shaz was holding Jill’s hand as we sat and told stories and laughed and reminisced about how we met her, the places we had worked, how Jill had touched us and what she had taught us. Jill turned […]

Dear Friends I went to the dentist recently for a filling in an upper left molar. I had noticed a sensitivity in that area so when at the hygienist for a once over and clean, I asked her to check it out. She agreed it needed work, and an appointment was made to see the […]

Dear Friends Recently I went to the dentist for a filling in an upper left molar. I had noticed a sensitivity in that area so when at the hygienist for a once over and clean, I asked her to check it out. She agreed it needed work, and an appointment was made to see the […]

Dear Readers Here I am again. Writing about ageing and recovery my experience of their intersection. Ageing well is part of living. Recovery is about learning how to live and can be  seen as “a process of change through which individuals improve their health and wellness, live a self-directed life, and strive to reach their […]

Dear Readers In my last blog I mentioned a project I was part of. Important and exciting work. “Real People Share their Recovery Stories.” We gathered stories from across the land told by people who accessed addiction services for support to make changes in their lives.  The purpose of the publication was to make recovery […]

Dear Readers I have returned. It has been a while.  In my absence, much has happened.  Mark Twain is attributed to having said something along the lines of “I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, most of which have never happened”.  Whether MT said it or not is in dispute. […]

Fast Forward: As I passively manipulated my way between here and there, I continued to pour swallow, smoke, snort and shoot mood altering substances into my body. It got so I was using to feel ‘normal.’ And by that time I couldn’t stop. I felt like shit and was terrified if I didn’t have the drugs I would feel even shittier. Divorced from my self (and two husbands along the way) I rationalised the use of the people and the behaviours that go with the territory of addiction. Cast adrift, I was a ‘floating head’.

I’ve been thinking about signs of ageing? You know. The seven signs. Women’s magazines often have sponsored articles about SSOA’s and how to combat them. I saw a product the other day that promised to reduce the effects of ageing at a nuclear level. FFS!!! I’m wondering though, are they all visible on the outside […]

“Like everyone, I’ve had a huge lifelong package of fear and self-doubt that was always waiting to claim me, which I have tried rather successfully to keep contained, but now there seems to be a leak in the vessel.”                                 […]