John is an old and very close dear friend. We've known each other well over 10 years. Yet, for most of that time, we had never been in each other's presence. It was the...
When I travelled to India in 2009, my desire was to lose myself in that ancient culture. A solo trip for one month. I loved it!
When I went back, in 2016, much had changed...
It was a Saturday morning when my son passed away.
The following Tuesday, in a state of shock, almost apathetic, I walked down to my regular yoga class. I had hardly slept. I needed to...
What he imagined was true
became true.
Trust generates trust
it cannot be bought nor sold
His mistrust of her gave her reason to mistrust him.
Mistrust is like a venomous snake that poisons everything it touches.
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At night she smoked the pipe
she listened to jazz
she danced, danced
surrendered
to the comfort of the silence
between the spaces of life
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When my first child was born,
I was gripped by a fear - that this tender baby could stop breathing.
Many mothers perhaps are visited by the same nightmare.
In my case, losing a child became reality.
I...
Today, November 5th, I celebrate my son's birthday.
My gift to him is my new website and photo/blog.
It feels though that I am the one who is receiving a gift
from heaven
Our souls are intertwined in...
My birth was a quick one. I remember my mother telling about how she almost gave birth to me in the car on the way to the hospital.
I was born with the umbilical cord...