I kept wondering what my purpose was supposed to be, convinced it was the missing piece to a life well lived. It followed me everywhere, even when I tried to ignore it. This is the story of what I learned when I finally looked closer.

Writing, for me, is how I make sense of myself. It’s how I pull a thought out of my head and onto the page so it doesn’t just float around in there.

Thanksgiving usually prompts us to pause and reflect on what we’re thankful for. But this year, gratitude is hitting me a little differently. I’ve always considered myself a grateful person—gratitude has been part of my DNA for as long as I can remember. It’s as natural to me as breathing; I just do it. Recently, though, I’ve realized my understanding of gratitude might’ve been a bit… off. A few weeks ago, I attended a workshop in Nashville led by acclaimed authors Jedidiah J

The ancient Greeks had different words for the concept of time — “Chronos” and “Kairos”. “Chronos” is the forward-propelling time that we measure with clocks. Kairos” is what philosophers would refer to as “deep time”. A time when the world seems to stop entirely, it's measured in moments. 2022 gave us 525,600 minutes in Chronos time Kairos time - immeasurable, can only be experienced. Moments when life is incredible and we wish time would stop so we could savour it a li

Am I the only one who has felt completely bleak throughout this month? Is it COVID fatigue? Is it witnessing all of the divisiveness? or is it simply Winter in Canada? I am an extrovert. I love connecting with people. However, I have noticed that not being around people has affected my love of being around people. It's like not drinking for a month and then one glass of wine and I'm done. I have read that practicing gratitude helps rewire our brains. Science shows that sim

Coping we all do. Success is the tricky part. It doesn’t have to be even success...