Following the Red Thread

Following the Red Thread

Sep 6, 202513 min read

When my mom died in 2022, she left a huge hole in my heart. Not just for the void of not having a mother anymore and getting to be mothered in my older years, but also because i was left with so many unanswered questions about my motherline, ancestors and lineage, let alone have a chance to truly heal my relationship with her. I was just starting to repair our complicated relationship as well as…

Parts of a Mother

Aug 18, 20206 min read

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

Jul 9, 20204 min read

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

Jun 30, 20208 min read

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

May 29, 20208 min read

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…

A Tiger Named Covid

Apr 30, 202011 min read

I’m a big fan of tigers, jaguars and panthers. I love how they live in a pack, are caring for the little ones, and are so tough. And yet they…

Working Together

Apr 10, 202010 min read

During times of crisis, we need connection not distance. In order to stay healthy, our minds and body need to feel safe. So, while we need to remain physically distance…

How to Soothe Yourself During Times of Crisis

Mar 18, 202010 min read

I know I’m not alone with having a lot of mixed feelings during this global health crisis. It’s times like this that I am grateful that my work choice gives…

On the Day of Your Funeral

Feb 19, 20203 min read

Please note this is a raw and heart felt poem I wrote as I held space for my client. It was also a way to process the grief I felt.…