Kindness, connection, racism, hate are the words that have been chasing each other around in my mind. I think they hold the answer to why...

When does meaning come into a moment? Is meaning measured by the content of our words, or the level of our presence? It’s so easy to see...

This is the fifth blog beginning for this week. Somehow, I just can’t get my words together. I know what I want to say, but it feels so...

I have a headache, I haven’t slept much in the last month and I don’t know how to write this blog so that it isn’t just a whining rant. I...

Have you noticed that sometimes there are too many things to fit into a day? Too many thoughts to fit into your head? Too many...

Imposter syndrome is a thing. It’s not just a thing for people who suck and wish they were awesome. It’s a thing that makes everyone...

Can you imagine if someone had told you at Christmas time, that by the time spring came we would be living in fear-based suspended...

Have I mentioned that I hate trying to teach on-line? Mentioned that everyday feels like a failure? If you think that I am posting daily...

Once upon a time people talked with each other in the streets. Friends met and hugged and shared tea and cookies. People held...

I had an epiphany on the weekend. I can’t remember exactly what I was doing, but I think I had just read something sad. Something sad and...

I hate today. It’s been one stupid thing after another and I am done. I don’t want to do anything. This new world is insane and I’m tired...

You and your kids are on the same team. I suggest that since homeschooling is now pretty much mandatory you think about adopting this as...

Teaching your kids from home, doesn’t mean trying to turn your home into a school. You can adopt a school style schedule, you can send...

It might not be the end of the world, but, it’s March and suddenly your kids are at home for the foreseeable future. Not only that, but...

The Coronavirus isn’t a race based illness. I feel like some news stories should lead with this tidbit of information. It is true that...

I wish I had something brilliant to say. I would dearly love to write words that would make you contemplate the impossible, the...

I would love to be writing about Skye and Pin Jun again this week. Explaining about Pin Jun’s struggles to accept that she could be...

I’m not great with timelines. I can’t tell you what year I graduated or how old I was when I moved to Winnipeg. I mean I could, but I...

It is a problem when I expect more from the students in my class than I can expect from the government of my country. I expect the kids I...

Guilt is a strange thing. I’m not sure if other writers feel guilt about what happens to their characters, but for me it is something...