Not my job/My job

Not my job/My job, Jana Philipp (artwork) 2021 This week has been one of much contemplation, reflection, emotional work and release. I am on beautiful Salt Spring Island visiting my eldest daughter at her home in the middle of a red cedar rainforest. Surrounded by the...

Loss and gain

Don’t judge me for my artwork. My mind was a bit of a blank this week as I considered what I wanted to post about. As sometimes happens, I’m mining my week’s experiences for a theme and coming up empty, when suddenly something someone says gives me...

Truth, be told

Today, Thursday, September 30, 2021, is the first National Day of Truth and Reconciliation in Canada. Today, and ongoing, we as people who live on this land we call Canada–known for centuries as Turtle Island to First Peoples–have much to listen to, and to...

This is the VOICE

The past few weeks I’ve been riveted by this new book by New Yorker writer John Colapinto, who takes a deep dive here into all things related to the voice. It’s truly fascinating stuff. But I’m particularly enthralled by the second last chapter,...

We meet again

My bags are packed, I’m ready to go. I’m about to meet my new crop of students–always an exciting time of year. But this time, of course, it feels much different; there’s a whiff of change in the air because, yes! We get to MEET AGAIN. In...

Just. Breathe.

John Roedel reads The Anatomy of Peace Shout-out today (and apologies for the two-week absence…just been busy with other things and kept losing the thread) to poet John Roedel, who feels like something of a muse for these times. This beautiful poem, The Anatomy...