Over the past few weeks, I have felt not unlike a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis, as I have begun to venture into the world in ways not permitted for the past 15 months. I may not have any wings Continue reading Emerging . . .→

In the past two weeks, I have done a couple of things that I have not done in a very long time. First, I took three days in a row off work, which I have not done since the pandemic Continue reading Taking a break→

As I waited in line for my second dose of vaccine earlier this week, I was struck by how much faith and hope we, collectively, have invested in this process. The vaccines have been developed and mass produced in record Continue reading Looking for hope (part 13)→

Kingston, like other cities across Canada, has been engaged in discussions about what to do with the many symbols of white colonialism that dot the community. As the home – however short-lived – of John A. Macdonald, there are plenty Continue reading Looking for hope (part 12)→