Angels Bite
I’ve always wondered what it might feel like to be spring. Everyone loving you, but not for yourself. You know?
Common As Dirt
To British humourists Flanders and Swann, it was “Mud, Mud, Glorious Mud” I always have loved spring, and daffodils, and especially the mud Spring is
Christmas Eve Worship
Chaotic children’s pageants to candlelit moments, The essence of Christmas Eve worship. A humorous and heartfelt reflection.
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Whatever Happened to Carolyn?
I hope Carolyn is happy now. Even with everything that happened tonight, I have to believe that she is happier now
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Ritual and Ceremony
In my world, ceremonies are a regular thing. I have the honour of leading the people of Whitehorse United Church in worship.
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Long Live the Dandelion
I saw my first dandelion of the season early this month, and it absolutely made my day. I love dandelions.
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Grey Matters: Christmas memories
I’ve just finished “taking down Christmas” for another year. I love the ritual; the small, silent, solitary ceremony of this dismantling.
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Beverly Brazier turns to thoughts of fall
September is quite a month. There are poems about it. It’s a month that digs deep into the range of our emotions.
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Pollyanna-ing the pandemic
What I’m writing about in this column are the benefits and blessings of technology that I’ve discovered in the last year.
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The simple pleasure of hanging laundry
Of all the things I miss each year as the summer spills over into autumn, the one I hang on to the longest, and feel most wistful letting go, is laundry. More specifically, hanging clothes outside in the sun.
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Dandelions and rituals
It all started with a dandelion. Funny how small things can make a difference.
And funny too how, when I have time, I can actually realize that.
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A lifetime of music
It may be an exaggeration to say that Kermit the Frog saved my life, but only slightly. It was 1971. I was 17. The Beatles
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Aging with grace
When I accepted the call to become the ordained minister at Whitehorse United Church, I was living in rural New Brunswick. That was 10 years
Ode to Nellie
If you have a glass or cup of something handy, get it ready. At the end of this piece we’re going to raise a glass
Filling in Forms
Ambushed. Blindsided by an empty box on a sheet of paper. Later, she would remember the incident and smile, but at this moment it was
Europe? Bring it on!
The first time I went to Europe I was on a quest, of sorts. My mission: find french fries, and cute guys. Not necessarily in
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