Where do I start to tell the tale of these elephants?
http://www.elephantroomcards.com

Let me take you back in time to a morning in a beautiful hotel. No wait,
let’s go back to two days before that morning when I checked into a
horrible hotel in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. I am normally pretty picky about
where I stay and even more careful about where my artist stays but there
were some huge conventions in Ottawa and all the good hotels were taken.
It was cold. January, I think and the snow crunched like potato chips under
my feet as I walked through the ByWard Market District. It was
Canadian-Capital cold, and anyone who has visited in the winter knows
what that means. The parliament buildings stood proudly, lit in the night
with a soft glow about them and people were huddled in pubs and bistros
warming their souls and tummies by large fireplaces. The lobby of our
”suites” gave itself away with a dreary welcome and once I saw my
accommodation I knew I would be sleeping and probably showering
with my socks on! It was pretty bad – noisy, smelly, you get the picture.

In between interviews promoting our book, from the early dark hours of
Breakfast Television to the late-night talk radio shows we started calling
around to the downtown hotels to see if there were any better rooms available, but with no luck. Two nights we coped with this place and then after completing an
interview with the CBC one of the women working there (no doubt sick of
hearing us complaining) poked her head over her cubicle and suggested
the Brookstreet. ”It’s a little out of town”, she said….ZOOM, what was that?!
That was us renting a car and getting to the Brookstreet, which now
brings us back to that morning in the beautiful hotel. I was so grateful
to have had a nutritious meal – salmon I think, a warm and comfy bed and
a delicious hot bubble bath. I slept like a baby and woke up refreshed and
ready to take on the world.

When I rose, the first thing I did was sit down at the desk in my room,
and like magic over a cup of tea, I wrote all the words for
”There’s an Elephant in the Room Cards”. I didn’t plan this and the
night before when I went to bed I had no idea I would start a new journey
when morning came.

Over the next while I played with words like ”Courage Cards”, manipulated
images of water and fractured fairy tales, chose paper and envelopes and
then scrapped it all and started again, and then one day we settled on
elephants, and I am so glad we did.

We added, with permission, Thomas Wade’s fantastic song
”Lyin’ Here with You”, and everything began falling into place.

If I could tell you one thing about these cards and my relationship to
them, it’s this. They showed me that life can change overnight. I am a
seeker but I am no one’s guru and as I read them even now I know that
every card carries an emotion I have felt but didn’t have the courage at
one point in my life or another, to say out loud. They are mine, but they
are yours as well, and always have been.

These cards were created lovingly and for everyone, and you have been
unwittingly on this journey with me from the start.I hope you will use them in your relationships, but even if you do not I hope you will feel like this site is a safe,
respectful and comfortable place to share your life story as it unfolds.