I stood on the side of hill, in the Andes at 3700 metres altitude. There was a gentle rain falling, there was thunder in the distance. There were small homes nearby, homes that do not have running water, electricity or any of the comforts that I am used to in my Ottawa home. I am standing in a...
As I walked in the forest this morning the brightly coloured falling leaves reminded me that all of nature transforms and that we too, are part of nature. Transformation is a process that requires personal forgiveness and kindness. It requires time and space for reflection and inquiry. It requires...
Mid-September, kids are all back in school, parent teacher meetings are happening, hockey season has started, work is ramping back up. As the mother of 4 children, between the ages of 3 and 13, September is crazy. Last night was the perfect example. Hockey for my 7 year old at 5:30, two parent...