The point of the needle is drawn toward the north because it feels a magnetic attraction to north. That’s all the compass does for you. North is the only thing it reveals. What you do in relation to that knowledge is up to you…

Fascinating, isn’t it, that when we are young, an age difference of a few years can feel like a lifetime? Yet as we get older, those years meld into a continuum of shared values and experiences and our actual birth year doesn’t matter as much.

I feel like I need to start this blog post with a disclaimer – this post is about YOU! I have shared in past posts that I am primarily writing this blog for me. But…

This week’s blog post started with a snippet from a Super Soul Sunday episode. Oprah asks Barbara Brown Taylor, an Episcopalian priest, and author of thirteen books on spirituality, “What steeps your soul”?

I’m chuckling to myself as I write this blog post title because I am imagining your curiosity, maybe tinged with a bit of sensationalism as you wonder…

Early on Tuesday morning, I heard through the rumour mill that our medical health officer would be announcing a phased easing of restrictions. Bliss! Then, in the blink of an eye, the anticipation of life returning to normal was shot to hell!

While I may be a woman of a certain age with pandemic privilege, this does not diminish the impact of this pandemic on my mental health.

The warmth the sun feels wonderful and I realize it has been almost 10 years since I have intentionally welcomed the sun on my face.

This week I listened to a university commencement speech, but through a different lens, that of a woman of a certain age, graduating into a new phase of my life….

I have an old friend, Annie, whose brain never rests. We met as community development colleagues many years ago. But while I had a single focus that fuelled my vocation she…

Happy Easter! I have already had two cups of coffee and a hot cross bun on this sunny and very windy Sunday morning. Wonderful to actually see the sun! I love windy walks…

I treasure my morning walks. I head off in one of two directions with Tucker, when I step out my front door. On the mornings that I need solitude, I follow the river trail east…

Last week I did a quiz to determine my bucket age. Have you ever taken the quiz? Naively I thought it had something to do with bucket lists but no, nothing that exciting…

Spring has arrived on the west coast of Canada and it has been a gorgeous week! I have enjoyed long dog walks, socially distanced visits with friends, and a bit of early gardening. This has been a lovely week, I haven’t felt this good for a while…

The dictionary describes magical as ‘beautiful or delightful in such a way as to seem removed from everyday life’. Recently, I’ve allowed the magical to slip back into my life.…

This week I disappeared down a rabbit hole of reading and research. I began my week planning to write a blog post about seeking our true north…

I went to bed the other night looking forward to waking up to a blanket of snow. I drifted off to sleep feeling much like Pooh, anticipating that first taste of honey…

I wasn’t going to write about Valentine’s Day today. My husband and I don’t ‘do’ Valentine’s Day. I find the line-ups of men buying cards and flowers at the last minute depressing. Love should be expressed every day, with an embrace, a kind word, or a loving smile…

See the quilt in the photo? I began that quilt for myself 20 years ago. When did I finish it? Last week! Finally! After years of making lap quilts, baby quilts, and bed quilts…

Thursday was National Hug Day, a day to hug family, friends, or strangers – but for most of us, it was not a hugging day. Some of us are blessed to have at least one person in our lives to hug, but too many have no one to hug right now.