Around 1.30pm on August 14th every part of me froze. Paralyzed with fear, I stood there on top of a narrow Moraine Ridge nearing Iceberg Lake in Banff National Park, with a nasty wind gust, believing my life was over. Behind me I could hear a reassuring and calm voice, but I couldn’t hear what…
The tears were flowing freely, actually it was more like the flood gates had opened. My chest began to tighten, my breath was labored and I was finding it difficult to breathe. Negative thoughts were rushing through my head. The enormity of the Coronavirus hitting me like a freight train, realizing I could no longer…
The journey home to your soul is an ongoing one. A journey that is always evolving, changing and growing with you and for you. For the longest time I’ve felt an emptiness in my soul. This feeling that something is missing. Over this past couple of weeks, I’ve found answers and discovered what part of…
