Ecstatic Adventures of the Exuberant Bodhisattva

"Our lives will never be the same again," I told the Boatman the other day on our way home from a summer barbecue. Now it is tw...

I will remain forever grateful to Halifax’s belly dance star Laura Selenzi. Knowing how obsessed I was with my own and everyone else’s pelv...

In grade one, my teacher’s name was Mrs. Vanden Bosch. Every morning there was a special helper of the day that Mrs. Vanden Bosch drew from...

At the Halifax Seaport Farmers' Market, the Happy Stairs are where people sit and consume their strawberries or burritos or breakfast p...

This morning I whined to the Boatman on the couch. I wished that there was an option on Facebook to eliminate all the weddings and engageme...

One night while my friend Lizzie was sleeping, a bookshelf fell on top of her, and she died. The bookshelf hung on top of her bed. When it ...

Crocs My first week back in Montessori school in September, Friday night. the Boatman and I started to make out. I put his thigh betwe...