If Only Shmonly…

I started wearing glasses when I was two. Horn-rimmed frames with magnifying lenses that made my eyes look like marbles. Top that with a frizzy bonnet of mad hair and I resembled a miniature version of Garth from Wayne's World.…

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A Small Window

When I first started writing 'Playing Along' I did so as an antidote to the heaviness of my 'other' work. I had recently completed my masters degree in psychotherapy and I was working with individual clients - adults and children…

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“Who Still Serves Consomme?”

Last week I wrote about holding onto conflicted feelings and my best friend, Karen, shared this beautiful response: [quote]I just spent two hours ripping through dusty boxes from a storage unit that we finally emptied after ignoring it for seven…

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Something New

I learned something new last week. Stand-up paddleboarding. It's one of those beguiling activities I've admired from afar and thought to myself that it looked simple enough. Not much to it. Stand. Paddle. Glide across the surface of the water…

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Play Me, I’m Yours

I was in London last month visiting my 'other' home. I arrived feeling dislocated.  It's an odd sideways movement returning to a place where you have left roots. A place where  you have made memories... sweet and bitter, clear and…

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Welcome to Wavering

There's a distinct difference between writer's block and writer's blah. Writer's block is dense. Brick. Concrete. Slab. Writer's blah is foggy. Murky. Swampy. Slump. Writer's block is hard to miss. It's the desolation of a blank page. A flashing cursor…

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Singing in the Street

It was a rare occasion to be collected from school by my father. My sister and I had a half day. My dad picked us up and took us out to lunch. I might have been ten. I don’t remember…

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Face to Facebook

Ever since I was young, I was drawn towards a few very close friendships…choosing intimacy and emotional connection over flittering throngs of social butterflies. But still those butterflies' shimmering wings attracted my attention. Recently on Facebook a girl from my…

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Have Patience With Passion

I love the idea of following your passion. Stalking the things you lust after in life with a determined stride - a cartoon heart pulsating through your sweater. Ba boom ba boom! Photograph by Kai Hendry (Creative Commons) But what…

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Hold Me Now

Some mornings my daughter feels wobbly, and separating from me and the comforts of home is suddenly daunting. On those days, I promise to send her mind mail. The thought of an invisible envelope arriving in her head in the…

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