The following is an extremely brief recount of my personal journey from being a part of a religion to not being a part of one anymore. In this leap of anti-faith I have landed where thousands of others have also wandered, except there is no church or community to welcome us. I hope that in discussing this topic I do not offend, I instead provide a different perspective on what Atheism means to me, and…
I hesitate to tell too many people that I am writing a memoir, because in a way I have been telling people that since I was 11. I have been perpetually scrambling for loose paper in the middle of the night to write down my next brilliant idea. There was no organization for this dream of mine, until now…
When we were kids, our lives were filled with group projects. Invent a country. Spend a day in the life of any career of your choice. Make your own newspaper. But we’re adults now, and we don’t get to play in this world. So here’s to playing with my favorite subject - words.
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From the cold winters of Toronto to sunny San Diego, friend and fellow photographer Emma and I hit the dusty trail, in a one-way road trip that mark the beginning of our new lives.
But Ireland - oh Ireland. A trip that my mother-in-law gifted on my thirtieth birthday which included two very important components. 1) A stay at the marvelous Macalla Farm for a horse & yoga retreat, and 2) A chance to walk the streets of my grandmother's hometown, Bangor.
