Making sourdough has changed my relationship with food. Once a week, I take my little mason jar of sourdough starter from the fridge, the lactic acid now a clear layer above the thick charcoal-coloured goop. I empty the contents into my plastic bowl, feed my […]

This is Nemo. He makes sculptures out of soapstone and sells them for a living. He shows me the caribou antlers his father sent him from Nunavut, running his hands across the polished, white surface. “Whenever I go home, he always gives me a lot […]

This is what swamp feet smell like. Usually, the air is musty with snuffed out cigarettes and stale coffee – familiar and comforting like a sweater worn too many times. But today, a pungent smell slices through the mustiness. It becomes extra strong when Greg […]

I wasn’t made for the island.   There’s this scene in Moana where she’s hanging onto the trunk of a palm, and looking out to a sparkling blue ocean. And there’s just something about the words she sings: See the line where the sky meets […]

What surprised me most about the village was how people sat by the streets and watched. It seemed like they had nothing better to do. Men with white singlets, limp cigarettes hanging out the sides of their mouths. Grandmothers with plump babies bobbing up and […]

for he was looking for the city which has foundations, whose architect and builder is God…therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God; for He has prepared a city for them. Hebrews 11:10, 16 I did this exercise at the start of 2017, […]

if there is no room for nuance, there is no room for being human -Nish Weiseth In thinking about living missional, I came across Nish Weiseth’s writing on culture, politics and faith. how we bridge the gap, step over boundaries and connect with what means […]

These two weeks have been quite enlightening for me. They have not been easy to say the least, but the alone times have forced me to seriously consider what Paul meant when he said: I press on toward the goal for the prize of the […]