The Old Apartment at 320

320 Spadina Avenue, not to be confused with 320 Spadina Road, that was Jeff Healey’s recording studio, Forte Records—not my apartment, but we did receive his mail quite frequently. It was 1998 and from the street 320 could not be easily located. Our unofficial neighbour concealed our entrance from dawn to […]

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It’s Time

Whether you know it or not, your body has been busy over the past fifteen months managing the pandemic’s assault on your mind. Your physiology is brilliant in its ability to care for your mental health. It’s time now… to leave it all on the table.

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Gagged

Two years ago a longtime friend invited me into a romance. Love has always been a complicated thing for me. Historically I have avoided it. Friends would accuse me of being too picky, and although I couldn’t disagree, it was an unconscious survival strategy. Sometimes when I travelled I’d have a […]

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DISEMBODIMENT

When was the last time you were aware of your body?  Present in a way that did not include pain? Embodied without some kind of emotional desire?  The workday has been reduced to the screen in front of you: looking upon your face as those on the other end of your […]

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F*ck Yoga

In the first six months of the pandemic while struggling to acclimatize to the uncertainties that lie ahead, I began walking. It was the most effective way to fill my day. I didn’t listen to music or talk on the phone. I didn’t make eye contact with anyone along the way. […]

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