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I used to live in the moment, and that moment was usually an all-consuming desire not to just escape, but to annihilate -- to numb everything inside of me. I was suicidal and wanted nothing more than oblivion. I can remember the morning I walked out of that hospital like it was yesterday, but in fact, it was 7,328 days ago, and I've been clean and sober ever since.
When something goes wrong it can be handled with grace, style, and class; or it can be handled with blame, finger pointing, and a definite lack of class. Late Sunday night at the 2017 Academy Awards show we saw a little of both as the Best Picture award was given to the wrong film.
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There has been something that's been bothering me in recent years, while taking my kids to birthday parties. It's the "present-opening" time of the event -- or lack thereof. Yes, there's a trend towards not opening presents and I'm trying to figure out why.
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If you are able to appreciate your family, friends, colleagues and the blessings you have received without constantly looking over the wall to see if the grass is greener on the other side, you may have actually found happiness. So, why are so many people unhappy?
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This lie shuts us down, blocks out others, isolates us, shames us and perpetuates those heavy feelings and weight of our already hefty burdens. So don't make another excuse not to call. Pick up the phone, my dear friend. I will listen to your story one more time, and one more time again.
It has taken me almost my entire lifetime to realize that what I thought was the "worst of me", was in fact the "best of me". And all those years I spent escaping to the margins of society have been a beautiful blessing in disguise.
I have a friend who is currently going through the type of health-related family anguish you should never know... but given the way life (and death) works, you probably will at one time or another. W...
I just finished reading two blog posts on the matter of being a teenaged girl, and all that this entails. Matters concerning image and reputation and sexuality. My own response is forthcoming. But fi...
I often get asked about the meaning of my various tattoos. Just this week, one of my yoga teachers pointed out that the marking on my neck is one of his favourite words. Mine too. Grace.
The Eaton Centre shooting this past weekend is not the first time Toronto has been faced with such angst. Yet despite the latest violent outburst, our city remains a safe place. We're very lucky to live in Toronto; in comparison to many other urban centres in North America, crime and violence rarely touch us.