Boozhoo nindizhinikaaz Shula*

A friend from Pikangikum asked me to visit her 5 month grandchild currently in ICU at the children hospital here in Winnipeg. When I walked into the waiting room, three women from Pikangikum were quietly speaking to each other in Ojibwe. The tone of their voices and distinct facial features brought a longing, unexpected tears…

Beautiful things.

Last week, I spent two days and a night in Pikangikum helping my friend Wendy run an art workshop for children and teens at the local school. It was a lot of fun and a good experience to reconnect with the many children I taught the two years I was there. The exuberant warm welcome…

Just keep swimming.

 If you have followed this blog for awhile, these girls must look familiar to you. My friendship with them began 3 years ago when I moved to Pikangikum. The desire to keep to myself in the first few weeks of arriving in a new place is very strong. Especially when I don’t know anyone and…

Sisters Keeper

Creating community where ever God places me is one of my passions. A highlight for me this month occurred earlier today when my sister in law and I spent time reconnecting with girls I have known for many years. Some I have known for a little over 10 years. We sat for hours as all…

Thanksgiving with Mars

Today I sat at a table with Americans, Russians, Canadians, First Nation Canadians and had supper. The conversation covered Russian history, languages,politics, hunting, children, culture. My heart was thankful, I enjoy being in a setting where different cultures sit around a meal and connect. As I watched my friends children play with Mars around us…

The Yellow School Bus

( I want to put a disclaimer before you read the rest of this post, contrary to popular belief not all Africans live in abject poverty and ignorance. It gets really frustrating when I meet people in N.America who are shocked that I don’t live in a mud hut and my house has running water…