Jamieson Wolf
Number-one bestselling author
150 Canadian Stories of Peace – An Anthology
I’m honoured to have my story included in the anthology 150 Canadian Stories of Peace.
Here’s a bit about the collection:
In recognition of Canada’s 150 years of Confederation, Canadians of all ages and backgrounds heeded our call to share their story of peace for this collection. These are their stories… Stories of individuals finding and creating peace within themselves, with friends, with their Creator, with Canada, and with others – even where peace may be difficult to imagine.
Stories that are expressed in prose, in poetry and song. Stories that are joyful and funny; stories that are sad, heart wrenching or difficult to accept; stories that are illuminating and inspiring. Some stories take place in the school yard, others in homes and communities, still others on the international scene documenting Canada’s role in development and diplomacy. We are honoured to bring you this collection and hope they inspire you in your journeys of peace.
You can get your copy in paperback here:
And you can get your ebook copy here:
I’m so thrilled to be part of this anthology to help spread the message of peace. My piece is called Welcoming in the Light and is towards the end of the book.
If you read it, I truly hope you enjoy it.
I’m in the Top Ten!
Isn’t this the coolest thing ever?
Author of fabulousness Cait Gordon released her Top Ten Books of 2017 and I MADE THE LIST!
Well, specifically, Lust and Lemonade did, clocking in at number 7! How cool is that? I’m so totally flabbergasted and incredibly honoured. I do a Best Books list every year but this is the first time that one of my books has ever been on a list.
Thank you Cait for this incredible honour!
Check out the whole list by clicking here:
https://caitgordon.com/2017/12/08/life-in-my-microcosm-cait-gs-top-ten-books-of-2017/
And check out the lovely things that Cait had to say and the other amazing books on the list!
In a word? Awesomeness!
Dear Jann – Thoughts on A Jann Arden Christmas Concert
Dear Jann Arden,
I had the immense pleasure of watching you preform at the National Arts Centre last night for the second night of your Jann Arden Christmas concert.
In 2014, my boyfriend at the time got tickets for your Everything Almost tour. I spent the entire concert waiting to hear you sing You Love Me Back. From the moment I had first heard the song, I thought immediately of my boyfriend, Michael. I had looked so long for love that I had given up trying. When I met him, it was like a forgotten wish had been granted.
When you sang You Love Me Back during your encore, I remember looking over at him thinking that this was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
Flash forward to three years later: My boyfriend is now my husband and the best parts of my day are when I get to wake up beside him and fall asleep beside him. We walked down the isle to You Love Me Back. We both felt such a connection to the song because it reflected our love so perfectly. Our wedding song was an easy choice.
When I heard you were going on tour doing a Christmas concert, I knew that it would make the perfect gift for two of our friends, both of whom have never seen you in concert. We got tickets for all four of us.
I couldn’t wait to see you again. I love how genuine you are. I knew that the show would be full of Christmas music mixed with your hits. I thought it would be an enjoyable evening and, at the very least, put me in the Christmas spirit.
What I wasn’t expecting was to feel more emotionally moved then the last concert. You sang so beautifully, and you were so incredibly funny. I loved how you acknowledged the band and the orchestra. I loved how, even though we were in a theatre filled to the brim with a thousand people, it felt as if you were singing directly to us.
You sang all your hits and then some and plenty of Christmas songs. You took us on a journey. You connected to us though your songs and your words and your art and I am forever thankful to you for that. At one point towards the end of the concert, you sang “I Would Die for You”. I squeezed my husbands hand and he squeezed mine back. We were both thinking the same thing, that we had finally found a love deep enough for that song to take on a special meaning.
Thank you beyond words for such an amazing and emotionally moving evening. Thank you for your words and your music and your songs which have meaning to so many people. Thank you for giving me the gift of joy. I left your concert feeling upbeat and very much looking forward to spending the Christmas season with family and friends.
With thanks and gratitude,
Jamieson Wolf
Blood Flowers and Hope Seeds – A Poem
Your words are like
flowers. They are
pleasing to the eye,
soft to the touch.
Yet, when I try to hold them,
it is to discover
that needles hide within
the veins of the flowers
and the petals are made
from shards of glass.
I try to hold onto your words
despite the damage they do to me,
try to hold onto what is right,
what is fair, what is just.
They cut at my hands,
causing blood to colour the glass petals
as if I am holding onto roses.
I clutch at the roses,
red with my own blood,
hoping that you will keep your word,
that you will honour
the vowels and syllables of your promise,
yet I know that it is futile,
that if I am to have any peace,
if I am to have any closure,
I have to let the flowers go.
So, after months of holding onto false promises,
my hands slashed to ribbons of flesh
that only I can see,
I take the flowers to the highest point
that I can find.
I have climbed to the top
of a large mountain.
I have been here before.
I look around me at the other things
that I have let go of:
Tarot cards and trinkets,
other words shaped like daggers,
secrets shaped like treasures.
As I stand there on the top of a mountain,
feeling the cool wind of change
caress my face,
I let the flowers go.
As they fly through the air,
the sun hits the glass petals
and the shards of needles held within.
Their reflection is almost blinding
and each promise unkept
becomes a wish instead.
The flowers flutter through the sky,
droplets of blood falling to the ground.
Where the blood falls,
a flower begins to bloom,
as if each droplet of blood
held a seed.
Those seeds grow into hope
for a better future.
the lacerations on my hands
begin to heal and the blood
starts to dry upon my skin.
I can finally head home,
knowing that I am
free.
Live on The Couch!
I had the immense pleasure to appear on The Couch, an online radio show ran out of Cornwall Ontario.
Its hosts, Shannon and Erica, were lovely and absolutely magical. We talked about my writing and my current release Lust and Lemonade, what it was like to be gay in the world today and many other subjects
Shannon and Erica were enthusiastic and wonderful hosts. You could tell that they loved what they did and that came through in how they interacted with me. Being on their show was an absolute joy. Even better, they have invited me back!
It was such a blast and so much fun being on the radio. Even cooler? They took a live video of the whole thing! So, you can watch the whole thing. Just click the link below, hit play and sit back with a cup of tea and enjoy The Couch.
https://www.facebook.com/dunetonline/videos/672167762988487/
Or you can listen to my appearance on The Couch by clicking play below.
You can learn more about the show by visiting http://www.dunet.ca/
Thank you to Shannon and Erica for having me on. It was an absolute blast!
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Jamieson Wolf has written a compelling story about navigating multiple sclerosis and cerebral palsy. His story will touch your heart, make you cry, then laugh, and inspire you. A touching memoir with a bit of magic…and tarot! ~ Theresa Reed, author of The Tarot Coloring Book
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