Editorial
This just in, it’s spring!
Spring feels like an iced coffee. It’s a startling wake up call: suddenly, you look around and the wind doesn’t sting as much, there’s...
A beautiful journey of hand-made bowls
Right now, I find myself in Toronto, teaching people how to make pottery on the wheel.
This process is truly fascinating and holds deep meaning...
The fragility of life
In the delicate fabric of existence, life is like a thin thread and a fragile dance between breaths. With constant reminders that our presence...
Words mean things
In the Manitoban office, scrawled with red EXPO marker upon a gigantic white board, looms a very important clause: “Words mean things.”
From this, I...
Contraceptive realities are pregnant with inequalities
It was a random Tuesday in primary six when the head teacher, Mrs. Joy, had split the entire school in half. Girls headed to...
