The Closet of Unused Treasures
Grief is a shapeshifter. The last time i saw my mother alive was two years ago on Mother’s Day. She died the next day and i think she waited to die so that i wouldn‘t have this connection to Mother’s Day. It was a shock and created a sea change in my life that has been both the worst experience of my life, and has led me into a new sense of self. I was…
A Year in Review: My Mind Body Soul Rhythms
I am writing this from my bed on my birthday. Another turn around the sun. I am officially in my mid-forties now, as well as mid-life. I am in the…
The Journey to Me: Shadow Work and the Many Moons of the Self
I recently completed a course called Shadow Work, offered by Amy Wright Glenn at the Institute for Birth, Breath and Death. In honour of this darkening time of the year,…
Tips to a Find a Good Trauma Therapist
you are already whole just like the moon, who is only going through stages I’ve been going through a bit of a metamorphosis in my own life, as i have…
Harvesting a Good Feeling
Raise your hand if you have been having some big feelings these last few months! Don’t worry if you are reading this alone, because chances are, all of us are…
Parts of a Mother
My kids have been wanting to paint the walls. And not just figuratively, which they surely have been doing during this pandemic. They have been admiring the graffiti and street…
Perfectly Imperfect Summer Vacation
Today marks the End of vacation mode for me. We were supposed to go to France the first 2 weeks of summer vacation, in honour of 20 years together with…
The Tipping Point: Power and Control During the Pandemic
I have worked in the Violence against Women Sector all of my career. Fresh out of university, i jumped into work in various shelters and helplines, both in my own…
The Alchemy of Resilience
It is week 10 of Pandemic Living: As we are settling into a routine of sorts, it comes with resistance as this is not the life I want to be…