Thought Salad

Category: Thoughts on life and death

  • The cost 

    Nothing is uniform, Each person unique Weathering the storm, Playing hide and seek. We bend and break, We love and learn, Life isn’t a mistake, Whether it’s silly or stern So remember each day No matter the road you take The price that we pay Is worth the love that we make 

  • Distant but not gone

    The weekend has come and gone, and I am home, safe with those I love.  Greeted by small running feet and fighting over who gets the first hug I am overwhelmed with love for the tiny terrors who flung small arms around each leg. “My tummy belly friend” from the oldest “mummy mummy mummy” from…

  • Imaginary adults

    Well as it turned out, I wasn’t 21.  I had a lovely evening with delicious food and great conversation and got back to my super fun hostel around 10 pm, walking past a crowd of punk looking people standing outside a club called coalition… which was one door over from the hostel. My room was…

  • Brassy and Bold

    A whirlwind week with a fork in the road- the last instalment of my geriatrics course, the fifth weekend. I’m torn between equally strong emotions of happiness that it’s over and disappointment I didn’t do more while I was away.  Each time I flew away, I couldn’t help but miss my babies in advance, causing…

  • Gratitude journaling 

    It’s June 1st today, and I’ve somehow let another month slip through my fingers. I swear I just had it here a minute ago, and now it’s gone.  June 1st. One of the Facebook groups I belong to has a wellness theme every month. Some months it’s physical, but the last few have been more…

  • Trace of life

    The final drops of energy sliding away, Holding on to the promise of the end of the day Fighting fatigue, each step a thousand pounds  Feeling like a fighter who’s already gone ten rounds  Some days are diamonds, some days are coal, Sometimes it’s hard to get close to the goal A last vestige of…

  • For the Love of Google 

    Today’s word prompt caused me to reconsider, not for the first time, my love of information.  I’ve always had an intense desire to know why. Didn’t matter what it was, I wanted to know about it. As a child I remember reading encyclopedias for answers, and the bible a few times  (ps- very intense and…

  • Malaise NYD

    It’s a tough thing to set yourself up to write every day, even with a prompt to help you on your way. Some days, Mondays in particular, motivation and inspiration can be  lacking. I did the Calgary half marathon yesterday, and at work today I remembered why I had booked the day off.  Sadly, I…

  • Radiate 

    The moment where you feel the light coming off your body,  Borne on the breeze as though you are incandescent,  Brilliance unending The weight of your intentions gone at that moment,  existing only to provide illumination and warmth Feeling the breath move through your body while the faithful heartbeat does the rest The slap, slap,…

  • The day job

    Some days I feel that writing is so much more rewarding than having a day job, and wish that I’d been granted a life of luxury to pursue the dream. But then I remember in order to infuse writing with meaning, one needs to have life experience to go along with your imagination and perspiration. …