That old familiar bite.

Where does time go?
Honestly, it feels like only last weekend my wife and I were on vacation. Yet, it was now over three weeks…

A fresh start, a new term, and revived outlook as we all emerge from our caves again.

Time has flown by me once again.
I feel…

My Meanderings: A New Chapter Begins

A long journey of healing…
I can remember clearly one of the early meetings with my doctor about healing myself. I knew I needed to…

An intersection of Holidays…which do I celebrate?

Intersecting Holidays
So, today was a mixture of holidays and recognition. In Canada, it was Canadian Thanksgiving. In short, a long weekend–nothing seemed to be…

Orange Shirt Day, Family, and Owning the Past Collectively.

Teaching about Indian Residential Schools and Survivors.

Teaching, ruminating, and thinking of the original 215 children found at Kamloops earlier this year is hard. I…

Fall beckons, school starts still in a pandemic, and I will try again.

It has been a very long since I last wrote here on the Meandering Mohawk space for my creativity and an outlet of some…