Mommy’s Groove

This afternoon, I heard the clinking of ice in my water glass with nostalgia. It made me warm and happy and brought a smile to my face. Where did that all come from? I wondered. The sound took me back to childhood to one of those “adult” noises I dreamed of possessing. My grandparents and parents drank mixed drinks in glass tumblers and the clinking sound was their ice being swooshed around while they chatted and cajoled. I witnessed many family discussions over that noise. Discussions of which I longed to be a part when I grew old. (more…)

I don’t profess to understand very much about Zen. I think it’s about being conscious and aware in this moment, now. I read Momma Zen this week, written by Mom and Buddhist Priest Karen Maezen Miller. Her writing is clear, funny and somehow peaceful given the topic! (more…)

I usually credit my Gram with instilling in me the mantra “anything worth doing is worth doing well”, but in truth this belief rans rampant in my family. I admit that this can drive unsightly perfectionist tendencies in my behaviour, but it also means that I approach most life with zeal. But there’s an extra layer for me in doing something well, and that is also “getting it right”. (more…)