Pilgrimage to Here
Creative MusingsI weave myth with life’s thresholds and initiations, writing about embracing yourself and the everyday mystery of being alive.
Each post is an offering on the altar of becoming.
A Vow to Ecstatic Joy
After a vacation of beaches, rituals and photo shoots, a simple haircut feels like coming home to myself and brings me back to my North Star: to embody and express the ecstatic nature of life in this body, and to choose ecstatic joy as radical resistance.
What doesn't destroy you
From Stratford Festival conversations to my 18-year coming out anniversary, this Pride month letter reframes what doesn’t destroy you as a prism revealing queer rainbow light, compassion and the courage to keep loving.
She is calling me home
With a frame drum in my ears and sunlight on my skin, this is a temple-threshold piece about giving my fear to the Muse, trusting ancient guidance and letting her call me home to my sacred work.
The Courage to Belong to Ourselves
This letter traces grief, fear and fierce love for my non-binary partner, and the hard-won, ongoing courage it takes to say: I belong to myself.
Still Dreaming, Still Becoming
Three days before turning 50, this midlife threshold note speaks to continuing to dream, honouring the love and friendships that carried me here, and celebrates a life that’s still becoming.
Returning to Centre
Sitting in a freshly reclaimed office after burnout, this piece turns decluttering into an act of remembering. I uncover old longings, devotions and echoes of every version of myself so I can return to centre.
Pilgrimage to Here
What if I stopped trying to be there and decided—wholeheartedly, devotedly—to be here?
The old woman, the mountain, and the time that is always now
Visioning an old woman on a Greek mountainside, this midlife threshold piece sits between abyss and summit, listening for what turning 50 reveals and remembering that the path is already beneath my feet.
The Minotaur Within
Hummingbirds, lakes and failed aurora hunts lead into a Samhain meditation on Pasiphaë and the Minotaur, telling the story again so the monster in the labyrinth becomes a shadow you can hold with love.
A road where all conversations meet
Apple strudel, tulsi tea, phoenix oil and an underworld love story weave into this reflection on meeting each other on the road after descent and slowly climbing back to life.
Feeling the pull of a threshold
From Atlantic cliffs to Greek waves and Delphi’s oracle, this is a threshold piece about listening to the world, letting go of what you cannot hold and answering the ancient call to know yourself.
Love lives here
A soft summer love note from an Ontario lawn to the Cretan sea, this piece holds a perfect everyday life, an invisible thread of longing and a moment I meet myself again.
She grows from the ground up
From sunflowers and dead fawns to lost oceans and the myth of Clytie and Helios, this is a tender story of leaving Cape Breton, grieving what was and slowly growing from the ground up again.
A red thread
Red threads, dolphins and ancient temple doors frame this full-moon letter about betrayal, rebirth and remembering that you are a deep well of healing with a voice that is your own.
Find Your Bravery
After a Queer Eye–style fuchsia hair reveal, this piece becomes a love note to midlife bravery, rule-questioning and the kind of confidence that lets you walk into any room as yourself.
Freedom Beyond Fear
A Samhain reflection on the Burning Times, this piece honours the witches and wise ones who were killed and invites us to reclaim power together through gathering, ritual and a new path to freedom beyond fear.
Navigating Life's Edges
From Atlantic cliff edges and Fool-card leaps to a lush inner garden, this piece is about stepping back from crumbling ground and learning to become the gardener of your own life.
The Impossibility of Being a Woman
A lightning-bolt love letter to every woman who’s been punished for being herself, weaving Sinéad, Mary Magdalene and Barbie into a raw reflection on people-pleasing, wildness and finally using your own voice.
Rainbow Connection Love
A full-moon love note about living in devotion to everyday magic, softening into kindness and remembering the rainbow thread of connection that holds us when life feels heavy.
The theatre company I forgot I started
A remembered Shakespeare-in-the-park company becomes a reminder that some of our best creations begin as uncensored inspiration, a brave idea over lunch and a little bit of nerve.