Conversations on the margins (4)

“When a person tells you that you hurt them, you don’t get to decide that you didn’t.” -- Louis C. K I attended a conference in February of this year bringing together youth from across the country. Both Rube and I were invited and chose to attend. We spent three intense days in Sudbury, Ontario.... Continue Reading →

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Full to the brim

Today was a bit of a strange day. Not really had any down time until this very moment. Was nice to get out of the office for a bit (it was sunny!) and to collaborate inside and outside BB 🙂 The new database is running, and Matt and I are nearly set up, but there are... Continue Reading →

Conversation on the margins (3)

The conference my sister and I attended in February brought together indigenous and non-indigenous youth from across the country. The first ice-breaker I participated in went like this: 35+ people in the room, we take a piece of paper from a hat that gets passed around. Instructions: each person has the name of their animal... Continue Reading →

Chicken Soup:

I went into the thrift store the other day and failed to exit empty handed. I found 2 books: Chicken Soup for the Dog-lover's Soul, and a nice hardcover copy of a book already on my shelf at home. I'm trying to read more this year, and I think I'm doing ok at it. I've... Continue Reading →

Sharing: how it’s done

I am human. I am one person, and I do my best to survive and thrive during my time here on Earth 🙂 I am the kind of person who likes to imagine/build/know all the inner or at least basic workings of something and how it fits with the bigger picture. I like going after answers,... Continue Reading →

Conversations on the margins (2)

I really enjoyed the conference. Hearing the elders speak, sharing the experience with other youth and learning more about Canada, diversity, languages, histories and passionate people in 3 days than probably any time in the past 27 years. It's hard when you feel like you are being prescribed facts rather than understanding knowledge passed down... Continue Reading →

Over dinner and drinks

Wild Rice Bistro and Old Crow Coffee shop have attached themselves to my heart. And I appreciate that there are a handful of people I can be at ease with. I feel as if I'm nearly always navigating, so it's really spectacular when I can just trust the people and processes and feel the joy... Continue Reading →

All the gory details

Friday had to top my list for worst day of 2018 so far. It was rough. I'm glad I had the option to turn and run, but seriously pissed I didn't have anywhere to run to. I've been working long hours, trying to get out from under a truckload of paperwork and transition. And the... Continue Reading →

Nothing for it

I've come to terms once again with the fact that not everything can be on my terms. And it's eating me still. I'm frustrated beyond words. I'm shaking and I imagine my eyes burning holes into anyone who chooses to attempt to divert my attention elsewhere, like a very angry cat-- I'd like to roar... Continue Reading →

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