Beneath Toronto Sunset
To my dedicated blog readers, greetings and apologies. My intention to put the blog aside for a given period has stretched out. And while I have been neglecting it, the writing and edit of the novels behind the blogs continues side by side the writing for and editing of the magazine.
A heartfelt thanks to readers who continue checking in and asking about Sonia and the gang. Special thanks to a young reader who recently let me know that it had been a topic of discussion in their circle and that it is being missed.
Sonia is alive and well, and while the magazine has indeed taken time away from the blogs, it has simultaneously awarded me the insight into what drives ordinary people to do great things, and to develop that into a map that articulates how it can be made possible. As with my novels, to see the talk being walked can be exciting. That there are people who, after achieving success continue to set aside the time and means for giving back; to seek them out has become part of the process in selecting the features for the the magazine.
In the case of Sonia, the influence of her walk crosses four generations from where she began. A story of intense suffering and disappointment that when transformed by a shift in thinking, gives way to a trust that opens them to prosperity.
A story of love really, familial and passionate, not necessarily minus the suffering, but with a way of dealing with it that breaks from learned patterns of destruction. In connecting with a strength that has her come into her own, it is natural that Sonia's offspring come to inherit the earth.
The original herald of the home page – strada facendo ne parleremo –the premise is to show up, and on the walk, expect that things will continue to evolve and progress. But then, this theory comes to you from a character in a novel who puts her faith in the brilliance of the stars of night, and once believed crickets could talk. A journey larger than ourselves, perhaps? Welcome back.