September 19. 2017 He says, “We should do lunch”. She responds thinking sure, why not. She repsonds with an “Ok, what about this weekend?” He responds back, “Weekdays are better. Too many errands on the weekends.” She reads the response. Scuffs. She thinks to herself how easy it was for her biological father to … More Bio Blank Thoughts
Dedicated to my counsellor. There is a book. A child’s book. Called “Are you my Mother”. One morning, the day felt heavy. A trigger started to spin in her head. It became louder…and LoUdEr…and LOUDER… She thought of her mother. She thought of the book. Where the baby animal goes to all different animal mothers … More Trauma is but a Sentence
Dedicated to my niece Elizabeth, for her first birthday. Run with the wolves, my Darling. Run wild, run free. Be the leader of the pack, and never be afraid to let others hear your voice. Run with the wolves, my Darling. Let the wind always guide you to your dreams. Let it blow … More Run with the Wolves, My Darling
Poem 1. Always remember, you are at the mercy of nature. The rain, the wind, the sun. You have no control over what the earth brings down from the sky. Every element has purpose. For if there were only sun, the earth would burn. And if there were only rain, the earth would flood and … More Eastern Reflections
We’ve all been there. The sleepless nights, the days without lunch, the feeling of not being able to breathe because you are so busy. We are society’s conscious. We are loved, hated and responsible for the parts of community many others do not acknowledge. When you are having one of those rough social worker days…You … More When You Feel Like a Shitty Social Worker – Remember…
On May 9th – I was adopted from the Kitchener-Waterloo Humane Society by my Mom. The Humane Society didn’t really know anything about me. They named me Layla – but now my name is Sierra, which means mountain range. I was a stray that was found. My ribs poked out of my sides and I … More From Stray to Fundy Bay: A rescue dog’s journey from shelter to Eastern Canada.
Anyone who knows me, knows that I am the type of person who “doesn’t stop”. You know, that person who can’t watch a movie and just sit through it. That person who has a list of 50 things to do all the time. That person who multi-tasks constantly because they can’t just focus on one … More My Journey with Self Permission
Dear Anxiety, at 26 years old, meet Depression. Anxiety, while you make my head feel busy and overwhelmed, Depression doesn’t like to think at all. While you can make me get many things on my to-do list done, even when I am exhausted, Depression makes me too exhausted to move. While you make me high … More Anxiety, Meet Depression.
Reflection One: Canadian Passport Approximately a year and a half after hiking the Inca Trail, I find myself in a hotel room in San Jose, Costa Rica. On route since 2am. I felt pretty proud of myself. I got a taxi on my own to the hotel. Although my Spanish is limited, I was able … More My Journey to Costa Rica. Ocean, Eating, Reflection.
We live in a day in age, where many people have many opinions. Truthfully, I am one of those people. While having many of my own opinions, I try my best to take the time to understand someone’s point of view, even when it may differ from my own. However, sometimes this is easier said … More “Yes, I am Traveling on my Own” – My experience being an engaged, female solo-traveler.