Poems for Human People

Sometimes I feel surrounded with brokenness and sometimes the only thing to do is write. What you'll find below are observations, not solutions, reflections, not remedies. If you need a laugh, by all means, read this instead. If you need a cry or a ponder continue: Poem of the Heartbroken Has your sky fallen in?... Continue Reading →

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The Tricks of the Trail | Mount Work

It started as an average Bonnie-and-Meghan hike: Bonnie brought hand written directions. I insisted we follow Google Maps. Bonnie had hiked it before. I had not. Bonnie wore layers and packed snacks. I forgot my mittens, but managed to find a half-eaten cliff bar at the bottom of my purse. The only change from the... Continue Reading →

The Receptionist

“Fake it till you make it,” they say. I look around at my scattered wardrobe. Well I certainly haven’t made it. I pull on a pair of old dress pants and a crumpled collared shirt. “Ugh, I definitely won’t be accessing anything in the lower filing drawers today.” I grimace and practice reaching around behind... Continue Reading →

What’s Next?

"What's next?" Since returning from Europe, we've been asked this question more times than I can count. If you're a twenty something, then maybe you too can relate. Of course, it's possible that the awkwardness of living an unpredictable life plagues other generations too. I suspect it does. And maybe you too know how difficult it... Continue Reading →

Bulkley Valley

I come from a place where weddings are in country halls, grocery stores are attached to ever changing shopping malls, and the mountain views footnote our conversations because if you mention them you're obviously not from here. Where each house, each party, each vacation spot is somewhere down a dirt road or just past a... Continue Reading →

O Canada

Since returning to Canada, I’ve experienced some (completely unpatriotic) location confusion. I may have even said something like “when I get back to Canada…” while standing on Ontario soil. What I mean of course is when I get back to BC, because there are just a few things about Ontario and Quebec that strike me... Continue Reading →

Wandering On Purpose

For 147 days I’ve been a wanderer. To some that may seem like a small feat, too others it may seem unfathomable. To me it’s a bit of both. The culture I was raised in doesn’t take well to wanderers. We prefer that people have a plan: an education plan, a health care plan, a... Continue Reading →

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