I remember when my son was starting Grade 4 at a brand-new school. He went through four different IQ tests in Grade 3 which identified him in the top 2%. Our regional school board supported a Gifted Program and provided bussing to transport these exceptional students to a satellite school in our town. My son…
Becoming Fearless
Yesterday, I blogged about choosing my word for 2019: FEARLESS Today I want to craft my brand in a mission statement to myself. To live fearlessly … always choosing the path to enlightenment and betterment, even if it appears dark & lonely. For I don’t walk alone* *Note that the mission statement is subject to…
FEARLESS 2019
My Chosen Word. It’s more than than a New Year’s resolution. It’s the one little word that you want to write on your soul. Something to live with and embrace in the coming year. It’s a word that might find its way to you on its own, and keep showing up on your doorstep, waiting…
ADVENTures in December
Today – December 2 – is the first day of the Advent for 2018. It’s a time of anticipation and a countdown to the aventus (meaning arrival or coming in Latin). But arrival of what? Its symbology has swirled among our earliest religions, folding in layers and layers of traditions, just like Christmas itself. It’s…
December 1st, 2018
December is a welcome blast of Northern air to clean out the death and dying I associate with November. The eleventh month is one, which – for me – embodies endings and memorials. The last traces of the summer have gone, but the winter has not yet begun. It’s the No Mans Land of the…
As I usher out November
Wouldn’t it be nice if you could only say good things? I still – occasionally – have an angry mouth. November is THE most painful month for me. It’s always full of loss, endings and chaos. I will miss your awesome coffee, especially at 3am. I wrapped both hands around each mug in gratitude. And…
The Privilege of Being Canadian
I was falling asleep in the backseat of an Uber ride, my flight having landed well past midnight after a long and weary day of travel. Uber has streamlined its mobile application, so I was connected with my driver as soon as I hit the confirm button. It told me his name, car make and…
The Reluctant Traveller – St. John’s NFLD
My last blog entry spoke of my regret of not having the time nor money to travel … and my hope that my son takes the opportunity to travel the world before settling into work, family and the other life events that happen while you are busy making other plans. All of a sudden, I…
If you died today … what would be your biggest regret?
Facing death is something I have to do at least every six months with my scans. The grim reaper has come calling once, but it wasn’t my time. I came back with a new appreciation for the moments we have and with whom we share them with. If you aren’t in my life, there is…
poetry ~ one in two canadians
I submitted this poem to CBC’s 2018 poetry competition, but it wasn’t selected. Instead I’d like to share it here with you … one in two canadians my breast whispered i am one in eight i can’t do this i reply back to lay awake poking at the lump staring at my white popcorn ceiling…
Lesson 85 ~ “My grievances hide the light of the world in me”
If you have been wondering where my lessons are, I chose to quiet my voice rather than disturb your journey. However, I do intend to document my path through A Course in Miracles. I am currently studying Lesson 85, which has two parts. It was a profoundly rich lesson. And God used the most extraordinary…
Lest We Forget
If I think of a month filled with the grim reaper … it’s November. Gone are the brilliant autumn colours. Long gone are the vibrant heat waves of summer. November is grey and barren and lifeless. Not even a sprinkling of snow covers the bleakness of the month. It’s too early to decorate for the…
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