Autonomy in the face of scarce resources is a false promise

A shortened version of this piece appeared in The Toronto Star, November 26, 2022. Autonomy in the face of scarce resources is a false promise At the moment I most needed acute mental health care, I was lobbing rocks into a bucket in anticipation of drowning myself in a remote, pristine lake. But the lineContinue reading “Autonomy in the face of scarce resources is a false promise”

My book is launched!

In Vancouver on October 11th I was very excited to launch my new book, “The Swirl In My Burl: Essays”. Around twenty people gathered at the beautiful Massy Arts Centre on East Pender St. for a reading and snacks. The book explores five themes: Growing Up, Mental Health, Parenting, Politics and Nature. I read threeContinue reading “My book is launched!”

A call to action re the siege of Ottawa, Canada February 2022

Op Ed NOW Magazine Toronto. February 19, 2022. (longer version) Since when is hot-tubbing with hate groups an acceptable practice in Canada? Like many, I am deeply troubled by these images and the underlying messages they convey.  After visiting Ottawa and devouring press reports about the protests and the Emergencies Act over the last few weeks,Continue reading “A call to action re the siege of Ottawa, Canada February 2022”

Op-ed: #FreedomConvoy and the link between misogyny and white supremacy

Extreme misogyny and white supremacy aren’t just related, they’re entangled – both see increased demands for equality coming at the expense of white privilege I learned about fascism at my father’s knee. He explained to me that he was not a pacifist because some forces in the world have to be fought. Fascism is oneContinue reading “Op-ed: #FreedomConvoy and the link between misogyny and white supremacy”

My Mother’s Shoes

The first time crippling anxiety assaulted my mind and body at age twenty-nine, I felt super-stimulated by everything going on around me. My mind raced.  I could not follow a radio broadcast, it barreled along too quickly, too much information. No matter how I tried, I could not fall asleep. This continued for seven days beforeContinue reading “My Mother’s Shoes”