On Free Willy and longing.

On Free Willy and longing.

I had high expectations for my three-day Orca camp at the end of summer. My friends and I had booked it some months earlier and right from the beginning – the booking form – I made my expectations known. I told the small ‘mom and pop’ outfitter, my colleagues, my...
“Sorry, we’re closed.”

“Sorry, we’re closed.”

I knew travelling in this COVID environment meant things would be a little different. In fact, in the lead up to my 2 short weeks away in August, I had worked >50 hour weeks telling Canadians exactly that. I’d spent months reviewing research about the impact...
A narrative of loss and longing

A narrative of loss and longing

Written 1 August from a tent in Barkerville, British Columbia. The narrative of 2020 is one of loss and longing. Loss of plans, jobs, health, life. Longing for reprieve, longing for our missed families, longing for the stability we just had, longing for equality that...
Looking back + forward

Looking back + forward

2018 brought big changes for my little life. As per the many years gone by and the reviews that live in this dusty corner of the interwebs, I could list all the joys and challenges of the past 12 months. There have been many. I could also reflect on the specific goals...
6 months in.

6 months in.

Today is 6 months since I arrived in Canada. It feels like it’s gone so quickly, but also not at all. The olde ‘days a long, years are short’ situation. But with lil bit of maths, it also makes it 1/4 of the way through my VISA duration and a 1/3...