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Described as passionate, intelligent, and easy-going, I have been called an "avid adventurer" and "perpetual student of life." I grew up mostly in Ontario where I studied theatre and acting, various religions and spirituality, writing for non-fiction, fantasy,

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Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Death of a pet: 1 of 53
Some people quietly roll their eyes at me. After all, she was just a cat. They told me to look on the bright side; I had another one. They offered to give me another to replace her. They didn't understand. She wasn't "just a cat." She was the child I wasn't able to have. She was the only friend who stayed with me no matter ho... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hell: 2 of 83
"I have died and gone to Hell," she saidwhen the tears had finally given wayto a blank and frightening stare. "This is not Hell," he replied at once."Hell would be if you were marriedto a man who beat you all the time." "No," she corrected in a toneless voice."That would not be Hell for me.An abusive man can be left behind. "... More..
Religion & Spirituality > New Age Concepts Scientology: Religion or cult?: 1 of 36
Amusingly, Dictionary.com has the same definitions for "religion" (http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/religion) as it does for "cult." However, the term "cult" is usually used to describe followers of an exclusive sect who "live outside of conventional society under the direction of a charismatic leader." (http://diction... More..
Relationships & Family > Communication Issues How to tell if someone is lying to you: 2 of 60
Someone once said that you can tell when people are lying by the fact that their lips are moving. Cynical humor aside, there are several signs that people give when they are being less than truthful.~ Physical Signs ~* Lack of eye contact.* Touching the face, hair, neck, ears, or mouth more frequently than normal.* Fidgeting,... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rebellion: 1 of 23
We Who Understand You who know but do not understand:We want not your explanations nor sympathies;Neither your anger, nor your kind of love.We want from you your silence.You trespass on our feelings,You drown out our wisdom,And stomp on our understanding. So now,We rebel. We thunder across the land,Getting our strength from o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dedication to women: 1 of 22
Woman is a powerful instrument.Kingdoms have been builtand nations formed because of her.Bards and Minstrels have writtena legion of Songs and Poems for her.Masters have bent their toolsto the task of capturing her beauty.The Song she sings is one of Peace and Love.It calms the savage beastsike a breeze on a warm summer day.H... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Personal Morals & Values Personal values and their importance: 1 of 17
One of the most vital questions I had to face was: What are my values? First off, what the heck are values? Is that how much society thinks I'm worth? Is there an exchange rate on me if I leave the country? No, no. Values define what we do and why we do them. They are the beliefs most important to us. They define who w... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Prayer: 15 of 231
Feel, Mother Earth, the love I have for youTouch me inside and teach me what to doI am a child, learning of your waysTouch me inside until the end of daysSpirit, my Guide; Do not set me freeTouch me inside so that I may seeThe path I need to goTouch me inside, so that I may knowOh God, my God; Touch me insideFrom your sweet l... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Secret love: 3 of 43
It's crazy really, but I can't help it. There's something about the way he wears his gun that catches my eye the moment he walks in the door. Some cops wear their guns forward on their hips, aggressive and cowboy-like. Others wear their guns shoved as far back on their belts as possible, as if embarrassed or intimidated by th... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Uncertainty: 1 of 13
At long last, my life was finally falling into place. I had a steady income, a roof over my head, work I absolutely love (albeit only part-time), a niche in the community as a perpetual and beloved volunteer, a theatre group I adore acting with, fun friends to hang out with, and loving family nearby. Three years of hard work ... More..