July 21, 2024
I know to be suspect of things that are too good to be true. Also, that fairy tales aren’t real. But this summer, as we’d say in grad school, "is challenging those narratives".
July 8, 2024
The YouTube video from our move and first days in Nova Scotia.
June 24, 2024
It has been an unbelievable landing and arrival here. The briefest of days soaked rich with summer, meaning, and import. I can’t say the days will only get better from here because, honestly, this has been a week of highlights. But I do know that Oilers playoffs aside, living here will regularly bring me into contact with magic.
May 30, 2024
The intensity of this whirlpool of experience and emotion has released my ages-old, nebulous, and miasmic fear of failing my children and the more specific fear of the pain (for them and me) of the inevitable struggles, difficulties, and suffering of life.
May 3, 2024
My feminism is a desire to listen and live according to my wild human heart, mind, and body. What this actually looks like is ill-defined; it’s certainly not a program, plan, or anything I would prescribe for someone else. There is no pledge of allegiance in this “ism,” no flag or banner under which I march.
April 5, 2024
I have a goal to produce more more video content after we move to Nova Scotia. But first I'd like to close the Montreal chapter and talk a bit about leaving the kids.
March 6, 2024
My marriage, and family life in general, is an economic (as well as political and social) relationship. When Damien and I married we combined our non-material and material assets, resources, talents, and capacities for the flourishing of the whole, which in our case, is the family.