Not so long ago...

Married Without Kids…Again

Marriage is a strange thing isn’t it? Let’s assume we live to be eighty (Google tells us this is a fair assumption). And let’s assume again that during those eighty years we will cross paths with thousands of other human beings. Of those thousands, there will be hundreds of potential ‘mates’. Well, if not hundreds, […]

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What Burlesque Does

Just for Today

Recently I found myself in the midst of a group of wonderful wild women in a gorgeous Gastown yoga studio…and one fantastically outrageous man (but that’s a story for another time). The guest of honour was getting married in a few short days, and I’d been invited to share some burlesque basics with the bride-to-be and […]

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The Boy

From Dream to Reality: According to a Ten-Year-Old Boy

I’ve been taking some flack recently. Some think I’ve been playing favourites: that the boys in my family are getting the short end of the stick. Yes, there are boys in my family. The thing is I don’t talk about them because they’re, well, different to the girls. They’re private, and silent…really, really silent. Neither […]

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Lindy Hughes Graveyard Encounters

Grave Encounters

I spend a lot of  time in graveyards. I have not found anywhere else quite as peaceful, or more likely to provide perspective on life’s little dramas. Being surrounded by tombstones is a reminder that simply being alive is something for which to be grateful.  And the huge bonus is that dead people are extraordinarily […]

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For my Daughter

My daughter leaves for university soon, emptying my nest completely. It seems as though I should, in one last-ditch attempt at motherhood, offer her some words of wisdom as she bounds out the door. But I’ve never been much into advice-giving. I have no clue how my children have in fact become the apparently well-adjusted, […]

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Lindy Hughes

Secrets…Little Secrets

I woke up one morning a while back and realised that I’d done none of the things I’d set out to do thirty years ago. Of course I blamed marriage and motherhood for my dismal performance, so I told my husband that my wife-ing and mother-ing days were done. Because Karma ensured that I married […]

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