Living Starts with friendship

When I wake up in the morning, before I get out of bed, I scan my body. This takes only a few seconds – it’s a way to say hello to myself. Hi body. How’re you doing?  I began this little ritual many years ago. And it’s a good thing I did  because on the […]

Living Starts with a heavy heart and hope

We have work to do. The world’s first monument dedicated to upholding the fight for Human Rights was unveiled in Ottawa in 1990. It was unveiled by the fourteenth Dalai Lama, Tenzin Gyatso. The music that was commissioned for this event was composed by Ian Tamblyn, a Canadian singer/songwriter who has devoted his life to […]

Living Starts with the reason I walk

I have just finished reading Thomas King’s The Inconvenient Indian: A Curious Account of Native People in North America (2012). I have pain in my heart, and pain in my belly. Pain born from shock and horror and shame. I am grieving. If you don’t want to read this blog any further, I don’t blame […]

Living Starts with a gift

My gift is reading. Not much of a gift, but it is the one I am offering as a my first step in responding to the Truth and Reconciliation Commission Calls to Action. I’m reading the literature of First Nations, Métis, and Inuit writers. What I am reading is opening doors to a world I […]

Living Starts with the uncertain first steps of a beginner

I’ve just been reading an article by Kathleen Gallagher, Distinguished Professor at the Ontario Institute for Studies in Education. She addresses the important responsibility we Canadians face of “making good on the Truth and Reconciliation Commission Calls to Action”. She acknowledges she is a beginner. She is uncertain about her preparedness, and uncomfortable with it.  […]

Living Starts in the middle of “Too Much”

Today, as I was slicing windfall apples from my neighbour’s tree, I had a flashback. I’d taken the fruit outside and was sitting at the table in front of what used to be the summer kitchen of our old house. Wasps began to swarm around the apples and I batted them away, determined not to […]

Living Starts with belonging

Where do we belong? The question is following me across Canada as my husband and I travel to BC. We’re taking a meandering route. The first week we ventured north of the 54th parallel, driving from southern Ontario to The Pas, Manitoba through hectares and hectares of boreal forest. Our clean air, water, and food […]

Living Starts with noticing

Lovely summer. Yesterday, a puddle of sunshine flooded my patio. I took my coffee outside. The dog came with me and settled down at my feet. We sat there quietly for a little while. Then a bug whizzed past and smacked into the window, ricocheted off and landed on its back. Its feet flailed in the […]

Living Starts with a compost heap and a little magic

Gorgeous abundant spring is here, and galloping toward summer. My tulips and irises are blooming, dandelions have spread their seed, and the grass has been mowed twice.  I have been working in my compost heap, setting it to rights. It has reminded me of when I owned horses and how we yard workers each took turns […]