"We began before words and we will end beyond words."
DISCLAIMER: Without a doubt, I am beyond grateful to have a job. I am grateful to still have a job and to have had a job for majority of the pandemic. This blog post does not deny or erase my gratitude. Instead, it highlights a major challenge: navigating toxic positivity in the workplace, a pandemic... Continue Reading →
a lyric essay on family and fatherhood; names have been changed out of respect for those involved. In mid-June of 2017, my brother becomes a father, and not in the usual biological fashion most men do, but rather in a philosophical way. The air is light, the Sun is high, it is 11am. My brother,... Continue Reading →
When I landed in London, I took the Southern train from Gatwick Airport to the closest tube station. Naturally, as a commuter, the first few things I noticed were: mind the gap is more valid than it is in Toronto because the trains are NEVER levelled with the platform; the tube is AN ENTIRE world... Continue Reading →
I love YouTube. It helps me keep up to date with art news, watch the latest fashion shows, has video essays on history, race, politics and feminism. Though, it has an ugly side-- from privileged, mysognist YouTubers to commenters who police women's bodies to plain assholes. Here a just a few unappealing titles: 15 Things... Continue Reading →
Being able to choose your race to paint yourself whatever colour you like then call "trans-racial" is clear indicator of privilege. Many black people in some shape or form have racial trauma that has been handed down to them, be it in the mannerisms their were taught, the precautions, and the survivor skills needed to... Continue Reading →
Among the many interesting comments heard in the world of retail, this one has to be my favourite: “I’m returning it because my husband doesn’t like it.” And perhaps this blog post will be written from a place of naivety, being that I’m single, unmarried and at the peak of my independence, but it always... Continue Reading →
It's interesting how old childhood habits manifest in one's adulthood. When I was little I would become silent when offended. The silent treatment was my game -- often I wouldn't speak for days until an apology was made. Now, without intention I fall silent when someone hurts me. I become incredibly pensive: deciphering the nature... Continue Reading →
Find role models for friends: People with grit and gold who nourish you. Find teachers for mentors Folk who inspire you and fill your hands with life’s clues. Find family with endless, righteous love Those who support you, love you, and value you. The house you build is important Yet the communities you fill... Continue Reading →
How should we discuss injustice and intolerance so that our audience isn't uncomfortable, guilt-stricken or attacked? Simple. Well maybe not. Personally, I don't think it's possible to have honest, behaviour changing conversations without these feelings. I do think there are ways of calling out racist, xenophobic, intolerant behaviours in a way that is respectful, but... Continue Reading →
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