This weekend I was at a Christmas party with a bunch of old friends. There was lots of catching up on the ups and downs of the previous...

This is a blog that I first wrote during the pandemic, and with the recent election praying on many people’s minds, I feel like it needed...

Last week, I set out in the morning to sit and write in the local juice bar only to find it completely packed. Feeling disappointed and...

I had a new character show up in my head the other day. A woman in her late seventies, with alert dark brown eyes, wispy white hair and...

I hear a lot of people talk about the trials of the teen years. Some are in the midst of the struggle with their young person, but many...

I think it’s time to accept that I might just have writer’s block. I know, there’s a certain irony to writing about writer’s block. I’m...

When I first went to therapy in my 20s, I thought that therapy would fix me. I thought it could make me into someone who enjoyed parties,...

My blog isn’t going to save the world. Of course I never really believed it would. Or, at least I knew that I shouldn’t believe it.  But,...

When I wrote about acceptance a few blogs back, I thought of it as a place that I had arrived. It had been a long and difficult journey,...

As a society, we like to discount ideas by saying they’re new. If it’s the newest technology, everyone wants to be in on it, but not so...

Nobody knows why we yawn. Yawning’s an semi-automatic reflex found in almost all vertebrate animals, from sharks to koalas to snakes,...

I’ve never looked forward to anything. I had this realization the other day, and it felt impossible, but the longer  I sat with it, the...

I’m submitting two of the books I’ve written to the Canadian Writing for Children Competition. I might even submit a third, but with the...

I’ve been diving deep into breathwork over the last month. As always looking for the magical key that’s going to fix my health and make...

Contagious doesn’t need to be a four letter word. We’ve all lived through Covid, a time where blame and illness became strangely...

Learning surrender feels a little like setting up an atheist church or running an anarchist government. I’m pretty sure we’re all born...