excerpts from notes on my life

  • Impossibility

    Again, it has been a week that we have been in here. Another week that this fierce woman, such a fighter, has beat the odds. She has been given hours every day for a week. My hope is that she is able to do her work to leave this earth, in her mind, spirit, and Read more

  • Lying In

    We are now all in the hospital, Mom, Me, Camille, two cots next to Mom’s hospital bed, and a lot of bags surround us. I have such absolute deep sorrow in me. At the same time, I am thankful that she is still with us. I wonder if her laboured but relaxed breathing will just Read more

  • Intensive Care

    It is not lost on me, as I come to the crossroads in the corridor, that on the left is the NICU and to the right is the ward which contains my mother’s room. This floor of the hospital is a special place, maybe even a portal for souls, on the verge of life, and Read more

  • Here We Are

    Listening to Handel’s Messiah in mom’s room, at her bedside, in the hospital. What a moment to be alive. Here we are now, nothing else matters except this moment, and the hope of another moment with her, here, on this earth. Hoping that she hears these ancient notes and song and feels the spirit in Read more

  • 24 Hours

    Hello. I write to you today next to my mother’s bedside, in the Emergency Room. Time is passing. I don’t even know how to start, so I start like this. What a 24 hours it has been. I have so many stories to tell but I don’t know where to begin. Last night I lost Read more

  • Wake Up

    I hear someone talking. So very relaxed in my body. Down finally. You have to get up. Why, where am I? I thought I was about to meet Prince Harry, the new archetypal sensitive evolved man, perhaps, or maybe just because I have been wanting to read his book that I’ve been carrying about for Read more