naomi duguid

As always after the immersethrough sessions are done I have a head that’s pretty empty (tiredness) yet also full (of remembered conversatio...

The waning moon, still bright, fat, and full-looking, has made its way up past my line of sight as I look out my east-fac...

I’m sitting on a comfy version of a sofa, but it’s an exec class seat on Air Canada, a result of having the good luck to ...

The other day, up on a hill overlooking Thaton and the Burma border, in northern Thailand, I watched the moon rise, the full moon in all its...

The moon was smiling a slender crescent-curved smile in the western sky yesterday evening as I sat outside at a rooftop bar with a friend. ...

How many of these blogposts have I written while in transit or on the road? I wonder. This afternoon I'm in the Ottawa ariport, waiting...

it's the last day of January, the first day of this year's immersethrough week in Chiang Mai and north of here, and also this is pro...

There’s a bank of fog on the eastern horizon and some scattered mackeral clouds in the sky, tinted gold against the turquoise blue by the si...

The green green Ontario countryside is unrolling outside the window as this train I'm on speeds toward Toronto in the golden late-aftern...