Breaking the ice in my soul…

Breaking the ice in my soul…

Image by Wolfgang Eckert from Pixabay When I was small, I walked down our long lane at the farm to catch the bus on the big gravel road every morning. Every spring, I waited for the icy puddles to emerge from the snow banks. I walked down the lane in my rubber boots,...
Braving the depths of grief

Braving the depths of grief

Photo credit: Tom Cooledge Diefenbaker Lake is a deep section of the Saskatchewan River that cuts a T-shape through the south-central part of our province. In the summer, we swim and boat on this water, and we spend hours driving around it or waiting to be ferried...
Showing up to do the spiritual work

Showing up to do the spiritual work

Photo Credit: Lorraine Strain Over the summer, I wrestled my way through a nasty case of pneumonia. As a life-long asthmatic, I have lots of experience with lung infections and trouble. Into the fall, my lungs were still struggling. The acute crisis had passed, I...
Holding an intention – instead of forcing a resolution

Holding an intention – instead of forcing a resolution

Snow has finally starting falling in Saskatchewan, as January brings in a new year and its usual push for resolutions. At the same time, my social media feed is also full of gentle reminders that it is okay to just have made it through. I have been thinking about how...
Riding waves with grace

Riding waves with grace

Every summer, I wait and hope for our plans to cooperate with the weather and give us a day or two on the lake with (my parents’ beautiful) boat. We need the sunshine to keep us warm enough and the wind to stay mild enough that we can pull the tube behind the boat....