I think healers Come into our life At unexpected times In unexpected ways Sometimes they look Like a lover Or a friend A stranger A dog. Sometimes they look Like a...
I started getting migraines when I was eleven years old. The first one was a horror show, which morphed into a terrifying recurring nightmare. Over and over. Year over year....
Today we raise our fists high and put our hands together in celebration of our Feature Girl Warrior, the multi-talented Hemp Queen, Symentha Holmes, who has been “Living the...
Say you’re sorry Girl Warrior. When called for. When justified. And most importantly, when the shoe fits. Step up and do the right thing. Without hesitation. Waffling. Or second...
Today we raise our fists high and put our hands together in celebration of our Feature Girl Warrior, Founder of Empower Network, Kornelia Stephanie, the champion of humanities...
Today we raise our fists high and put our hands together in celebration of our Feature Girl Warrior, Body Talk Practitioner and Sacred Warrioress, Petra MacDougall, a devoted...
I have been asked if E’s cancer changed anything. What a preposterous question. Of course it changed things. It changed everything. But that’s not the question really...
On the day before 94-year old Bessie died, she announced to her younger son Larry that she was breaking out. Clear out of the blue. A declaration of independence so foreign to her...
Grateful and patriotic. That’s how I felt last weekend when E and I escaped again to the mainland. This time there weren’t any medical procedures tagged onto the end of...
In an earlier post I shared some of the things I was angry about since this dance with the Big C began. Mostly bat-shit crazy, Mad Hatter things that have been overwhelming and...
As far back as I can remember, I wrote. Private young-girl thoughts in secret diaries, then poetry filled with teenage angst and dark poetry peppered with profanity. I wrote daily letters to God in Hilroy notebooks, short stories and poems for kids, sad country songs, and raw truth-telling stories about life growing up in a blue-collar neighbourhood in Northwestern Ontario. These are those stories and poems.
