I never thought I would say this but I actually love working on the farm. (I hope my father isn’t reading this)
Yes, I know I haven’t been here long but I already feel comfortable and as though I’m learning quite fast. You’re probably thinking ‘dude there’s like not much to learn on a farm’. And this is where I faint. You can learn a much or as little as you want.
It’s a fairly simple process but it has to be done right so that:
1. you don’t hurt the cows
2. you don’t hurt yourself.
And that is something that I relate back to life. If we live life in a healthy way we should also concentrate on not hurting other people and not hurting ourselves. When I took those two guidelines into consideration my life drastically changed. I used to be selfish, only though of me, myself and I. But what did I gain by being this way? Absolutely nothing. People don’t want to get to know people that just talk about themselves but rather people want to get to know people that have lived, that have seen things, that have experience and want to share rather than impose.
Who here likes to write? I’m not sure but I think it’s safe to assume that many people who read my blog are bloggers themselves. Come out from hiding and help us raise awareness, the many sons and daughters that are suffering. Help us show them how much they are loved, how much they are appreciated and how much they are wanted.
To feel loved is something unimaginable to many, what can we do to show our love to them?
So breathe. Suck back Air.
Let’s stop looking at suicide as a statistic and start looking at it as people. People who weren’t seeing their worth, people who were struggling with things we can’t even imagine, people made in God’s image.
Love, we need love. Compassion, we need compassion. God, we have God.
Open the discussion, talk about it, do not be afraid because a simple conversation can turn someone’s life around. Positivity, it’s all around us but are we sharing it with others or are we being selfish and keeping it to ourselves.
Let tradition and ceremony be your medicine. Let the ancient tongues of your grandmothers be your lullaby. Let prayers be the wings that give you flight. Let not another light be stolen. Not another loss to suicide. Not now. Breathe. Suck back air. Helen Knott Spoken Word – We Matter Campaign Continue reading “Breathe. Suck back air.”→
I’ve been thinking a lot about my to be godson. He isn’t born yet but I still feel a deep connection with him. He’s definitely a fighter!
Long story short my sister-in-law’s water broke in week 20 but thankfully she didn’t go in labour. Now, they are staying strong, fighting and celebrating that they made it to week 28! It’s not easy putting trust in God, knowing that we can’t do anything to change the situation other than pray and follow His will with an open heart.
Mathieu will be born a fighter, he will know the struggles of life but he will also learn that we are completely powerless. We need to acknowledge that God is on our side.
I wanted to share a bit on how I welcomed the new year. As you know I was at a conference during that time of the year. We started the evening with mass and he church was packed full, I don’t think I ever seen a church that was so full. It was a beautiful bilingual mass.
After mass we had a banquet with a really fancy meal. I didn’t know which fork or spoon to use because there were like 4 of each! Note to self always start on the outside and go toward the inside with the utensils. After the meal we had a speeches and a video to present where the next conference will be held. The next one is in VANCOUVER!!! I don’t know if I’ll be able to attend but it’s still pretty cool.
Hey! Life is great eh? That’s like my new saying now. I really like this because when we really think of it… Life being great is a choice. If we choose to be miserable then life will be miserable. If we choose to be happy then our life will be filled with happiness. Continue reading “Relating vs. Understanding”→
This entry will be a bit different. In 2012 I participated in the March for Life in the city where I was studying. I wasn’t too sure why I was participating because at the time I really didn’t care about my faith, I was just living up to my fleshly desires.
I had biked to the place where the walk was starting and on the way there I was feeling some sort of peace come over me. I wasn’t going to this walk for the right reasons but I was still going to walk. At the time I was still transitioning from living for myself to living for God. I was quite lonely because I was in the process of changing my group of friends and I knew I could meet new people at this walk and I knew they would also have some sort of positive influence on me. Continue reading “Life is beautiful”→