Religion & Spirituality
The beating of my wild heart (aka: my feminism)
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.
Getting started: Feminism, patriarchy, capitalism, neoliberalism, Marxism and the family in 1,500 words
March 1, 2024
I want to talk about the context in which the work exists and from which our work decisions are made.
My Philosophy of Education
January 24, 2024
I’ve been thinking about this 25 years. Living it for nearly 24 years. Writing through its evolution for 20 years. And finally, in just the last four months I have been crafting it as a publishable document by applying philosophical concepts and frameworks to an analysis and reflection on this quarter century of thought and practice.
How to live after having eaten from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil
December 12, 2023
This essay explores my personal mental and emotional overwhelm due to the intake and processing of information and knowledge and the ongoing disruptions and changes to our society and culture. Ultimately, I’m seeking to discover how I’m supposed to live open-hearted and open-minded while being committed to intellectual expansion. The ache, the grief, the worry, the fear, and the disorientation that comes with knowledge and change are hard to manage and/or release.
It takes one to know one: Dogma, heresy & fear
July 17, 2023
Going through the pandemic and living in this cultural moment where it feels like down is up and up is down has taught me many things. But one clear lesson has been our human fallibility to closed-minded thinking, group think, mob mentality, and tyranny.
Finding Home ~ The conclusion
May 9, 2023
Then it all became rather obvious. We’re the adventurers and explorers, the migrators without property. We’ve built flexibility into our lives and our work. We would move to my parents. We’d sail the boat of our family life into the security of their port.
My own migration story
April 18, 2023
Living in Montreal with no family, no mountains and no purchase of a property to anchor us, the question of “where is home” became insistent, especially after I lost the religious beliefs of my childhood.
