Art Catalogue: From Fears to Dreams

Ok! My latest art catalogue is now online. This contains my work from Smithers to Slovenia. If anything strikes you, drop me a line and I can direct you to the larger photos of the paintings. I am happy to work out creative payment arrangements also. Prices are in...

Fearing Money

An old 2005 painting of mine. Filled with alot of darkness and fear._________________Ok.So, I have managed to write about two of my three Big Fears. The one’s that have caused my dis-ease.There’s one more: Money.We all know those new spirituality books...

Grateful for the Stroke

Ok. I can’t quite call my Stroke, a stroke of luck just yet.But, as time goes on, I am begin to actually be grateful for this. I know, I know… I can’t beleive it. And really a good part of me rebels at the thought. However, its worth going over...

The Nourishing Roots

Some grapes from campsite of mine in Italy. Healthy and full of vitality– well nourished by their roots.____Today something special happened. The Church where I grew up here in Ottawa, invited me for a special healing and annointing ceremony. There were only...

My Dream

That’s about enough intense dig-deep fear excavation for the moment. Let’s switch to Dreams! There’s nothing like speaking your dream to make it happen. Or writting it publically.I have watched in awe so many times on my journey as my dreams, one...

Healing & Oneness

A photo taken on yesterday’s reflective walk down by the river.—-I’ve been getting some pretty dramatic and profound comments on my latest writing. I’d like to post one of them.This one really touched me– not just because it is from a...

Humiliation in Momentum

I can’t quite believe I posted that last blog. Every once in a while afterwards I just stop and shake my head or get all nervous and feel my heart beat fast. But, I did it. Its in the sunshine.So, let me keep going on here. I’ve got some momentum now at...

Blood and Sex and Fear

Ok… here we go. I have been putting this Look-My-Fears-in-the-Eye post for too long. I wrote last that I have three big fears that have made me ill: Blood, Sex and Money.What is it about blood? I cannot stand it. I can fearlessly bike across Europe and brave the...