Often I wake up in confusion, residue of dreams swirling (afterimage of my Uncle Vig swimming in a mall fountain, wearing a suit, his tie billowing over the tossed pennies) and anxieties clenching my belly, so hard to lever myself out of bed.

But then there is the shower...always the shower...or sometimes, the early morning Britannia pool...and owing in part to my amphibian qualities the water immediately heals and clarifies. The rhythm of strokes, or falling drops, and comfort comes. And ideas come.

I just realized that my new blogsite can be the metaphor, the working ground, to consolidate the many puzzle pieces of my life. Suddenly (and for this fleeting moment)it all makes sense. Splish splash, hallelujah.

New site redesign coming soon ;)

Check out the beta: www.carmen.emeraldcity.bc.ca and let me know what you think!