Personal reflections from my time on the ground She’s a little girl. Still in diapers. Blonde. All wrapped up in warm winter clothing. And she’s carrying a bag of diapers almost as tall as she is. This is the image that stays with me when I think of what the people of Ukraine have endured …
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Hands up those among us who can say they’ve willingly volunteered to be a pooper scooper of elephant dung. Exactly what I thought – few and far between. I have been there and done that – and it still ranks up there as one of the highlights of my life. I didn’t join the circus. …
Showcasing our authentic selves - even when we're not on vacation Me: Hi. Where are you from? Them: Edmonton. You? Me: I’m from London. The other London. The one in Canada. Have you been here long? Them: Just a few days. Me: How long are you staying for? Them: We’re here for a week. Hopefully …
It was a lonely plane ride. The earthquake and tsunami on March 11, 2011 had knocked out power to a large portion of the northeastern coastline of Japan, including the Fukushima Nuclear Power Plant. Very few people were travelling to the country where concerns of nuclear radiation leaks were high. I was one of the …
“The silence was deafening.” How often have we heard that? How often do we experience it? How often do we allow ourselves to experience it? Is silence something we welcome? Or, in these days of never-ending connectivity, is it something we subconsciously fear? Relishing the silence Pre-COVID-19 and while on holiday in Mallorca, Spain I …
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