I grew up with the quintessential Canadian experience. My dad was a forester, now retired, and outdoorsman from Ontario, Canada, and due to the nature of his work, our family settled in a small town northwest of Thunder Bay, a city that sits at the northern tip of Lake Superior…

If you search male muse online, articles are scarce, but the female muse has several page links you can click to read about this topic. Why are we not talking about the male muse when scores of female artists and creatives use our masculine counterparts to inspire our art? Is…

Social media is a lousy place to carry out your personal life or create meaningful experiences. Out of the hundreds or thousands of people following you, my guess is 1–5 people are actually your true friends. You can throw in a few more family members, but they only really count…

My mother grew up Catholic then decided she was an atheist. My father was a practicing Anglican. I had to attend an Anglican United church until I was thirteen. My dad, my sisters, and I attended church on Sundays, and my dad would often take a turn reading scripture as…

What is love? Everyone has an idea of what love is. We often either identify it as romantic love or love for our friends or families, but this can cause us to depend on romantic or familial love to feel satisfied. …

There is no question; we live in a busy world full of a lot of noise. The internet and social media have taken hold of our attention, and with that, a culture of quantity over quality has prevailed. We are overloaded with more information than we can ever realistically process…

No grown adult wants a nagging mother. They want a partner. If you are with a mature partner, they are going to take care of themselves. They won’t expect you to cook all the meals, do all the laundry, make the bed, clean the house, manage the finances, nor manage…

When I was a little girl, I was very observant. My family lived on a tight-knit cul-de-sac with about fifteen other families. Everyone knew each other and cared for each others’ children. I was the middle child of three girls. Both my sisters were loud, extroverted, and precocious. I was…

My reason for writing this is to illustrate how fragile our humanity is and how everyone carries a multidimensional story that connects us. I intend to be as empathetic and as pure of heart as possible with my words. My journey began when I was using Instagram last week. I…