Tonight I got some not so good news. My little walking companion has a torn ligament in her knee that requires surgical repair. Yet in...

Sometimes I feel so full of rage, I feel I will explode. That I will have to vomit up all the bullshit I've internalized because I can't...

Today is Thanksgiving in Canada, and although I truly have so much to be grateful for, I'm having a hard time feeling it today. Today...

*I wrote this post back in January of this year, and have kept it close to my heart to comfort me and give me strength. I feel that this...

I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. While I generally enjoy my interactions and am truly grateful to stay in touch with...

Find the lesson. Find the lesson?? Maybe I'm not ready yet to find the lesson! Maybe I'm tired of numbing out, staying calm, glossing...

Why rage? Because of him. Because "he didn't intend it." He didn't intend it??? What the fuck did he intend? Okay, wait. I'll be...

On the heels of grief comes another big emotion. Not just anger...rage. Deep down in your soul, seething, violent, white-hot rage. Mama...

Grief is such a weird thing. It's so heavy. It weighs down on you and slows down your experience so that you notice every detail. Every...

Been feeling unfocused and restless all day. Fallen into a bad habit of overwhelm. Confusion. Unwilling and unable to make even the...

Since the events in Charlottesville I've been watching my friends online both in the U.S. and in Canada grapple with trying to make sense...

Did my title draw you in? I hope so! It may seem like a really odd thing to blog about, but hear me out, all will be revealed. A google...

Tightly furled, in its heart, the flower fears blooming. Fears blooming? How ridiculous. But it does. It is afraid. It feels it should...

Anxiety. No. That's not anxiety dearest. That's your creativity. Trapped. It's roiling in your gut like bile. Trapped in your throat...

I spent Valentine's day alone. Well, technically I was with my dog, but the important thing is that I did not spend it with my husband....

January 1st I made a promise to myself that I would write more. I would journal, and I would write more on my blog about where I am in...

There is no place to "start" this story as it is really a series of spirals curling into each other and overlapping in unexpected ways,...

Last week, Ashley Callingbull was crowned Mrs. Universe in an international beauty pageant. Beauty pageants are generally something that...

The night before the night before Christmas, my brother and my dad brought over my Grandmother's buffet. This beautiful antique spent...

"The moment that you feel that, just possibly, you're walking down the street naked, exposing too much of your heart and your mind and...