When I Get to Have the Good Thing

We moved last month. I’ve spent the past few weeks sorting through things, packing some and donating or dumping others. I tried to stay focused and not get pulled into the little whirlpools of nostalgia lurking at the backs of drawers and cupboards. Of all the things I sorted, the one that turned out to […]

I Want to Speak Out from a Place of Freedom

Releasing Toxic Souvenirs. I. Christian Union. It is early evening, and the September rain drizzles incessantly outside Room 231 in the Students’ Union building. The single-pane windows soon steam up as the room fills with students, the chatter increasing in volume as hugs are exchanged and holiday stories told. I sit toward the back, making […]

I Am Métis (Part II)

I am Metis. I practice saying these words to myself. Often. Still. I look at my fair skin and my grey eyes and my baby-fine, mousy-brown hair and I say the words. I close my eyes in my cluttered kitchen in my suburban home and picture the swaying grass on the banks of the Red […]

Sisters In Mental Illness: Ministry of Weakness

“My spiritual gift is weakness…. I show up weak. I’m always sick or I’m struggling. There’s always something that’s lacking. Maybe that’s my gift to the church—to show up and say that’s OK, and God is with us in this and He is good. Problems don’t all get fixed and I’m not healed. The bow […]

The Gift of Intensity

My first steps into the world of social justice and activism happened in second grade, when I really began noticing and paying attention to things like environmental impact of goods and capitalist economies, thanks to Scholastic News articles about the safety of dolphins in tuna farming and the closure of my favorite grocery store chain. […]