A crisp new Word document. Chai Latte (homemade). Vanilla and apricot undertones. French Vanilla. Ice Cream with a rich, dark hot chocolate sauce. Real vanilla isn’t white. Bake with the real stuff. I am not entirely sure why Vanilla was on my mind last evening, except to say that I was thinking about the real…
Category: A Better Me
If I was an Ambassador for Canada…
The inequality offset by white privilege had me thinking quite deeply the last several years. We forget – FOR REAL – that we* are only second, third, fourth generation. Who arrived before us? If there is no proof of ownership, it’s… mine? Yours? It’s ours, this beautiful planet. And we’ve put it on life support…
I am a storyteller
I am a storyteller. Many years ago when I asked myself “Who am I?” I didn’t know the answer. I raced back and forth, searching frantically for myself when I should have stood still. Hindsight is 20/20 but at least I began my exploration of Self. This is my story. As I have said multiple…
My World
Chapter 6 Verse 21 I took the above photo yesterday and asked you what it means to me. It can mean anything to you; artful dried flowers, abject failure, the colours of summer. In a world where the temperature has just been turned up, giving up. Resignation. Defeat. Or rest, breathe, try again? Do you…
How do you know?
Tell me what this picture represents to me. Not you. Me. What am I saying here? Lisa Dawn
I said I could
… and I did. I’m not quite sure where this is starting, but it isn’t @ 2:22PM today. It really goes back before the blog – or any form of my blog – existed. But it was then that I started to capture the story – late 2015 when I first began to connect with…
My 1st “new normal” Mass
I had to spend a few hours reflecting on this Sunday morning’s mass before writing about it. Attending mass online has become part of my daily routine, and then became a vital part of my everyday routine. Each day I learned something new, and built my faith one step and one rock at a time…
Turn off the television!
Someone asked me what little tweak made the biggest difference in my life. It’s hard to choose just one, as my yellow brick road follows a path similar to an elaborate connect the dots puzzle. Rather than pick one habit, let me take you on a journey of how I adapted to pull myself out…
Fox Diaries 