If ever there was a “right” season to grieve and feel immense change in your life – Fall is the perfect one. Whether I’m out on my bike, or walking with a friend, the profound beauty of this season speaks to me. “Look at our colours!” The leaves exclaim. ”Change can be beautiful. And it’sContinue reading “The Season for Grief”
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I hope you FLOURISH.
I was gifted some alone hotel time yesterday (thank you to my wife Tams), and I (obviously) went to the pool asap. I wanted to use this time to think about 2021 and then, 2022. As I floated on the water and my ears dipped under the muted surface, I felt a muffled word riseContinue reading “I hope you FLOURISH.”
Hang in there.
Last night was the longest night of the year. Yesterday new restrictions were announced here in BC. New variants, new worries, new boosters. Christmas is around the corner. It’s a lot. I don’t have any profound wisdom except to say what my soul keeps humming: Hang in there. Don’t give up. Even the longest nightsContinue reading “Hang in there.”
A Blessing for when Christmas is so heavy.
I was having a bath late last night, well past everyone going to bed. Sometimes it’s my favourite place to write, to dream… to feel. The Christmas season brings up so many things, for so many people, including myself. I’m feeling a lot of heaviness with the world, with my friends, with life. It canContinue reading “A Blessing for when Christmas is so heavy.”
A new day is coming.
I know, I know – I’m Canadian… BUT that doesn’t mean I wasn’t dancing in my kitchen at the Biden/Harris victory announcement yesterday!! Us Canadians are used to constantly living America-adjacent, and while political decisions don’t DIRECTLY affect us, they definitely affect us down the line. And even though I’m not American, I love aContinue reading “A new day is coming.”
My story for Dark Glass Theatre’s “Trespass”
Instructions for a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell someone. I grew up in a large Pentecostal church, baptized days after being born. God and Jesus were always a huge part of my life. My youth was full of Christian conventions, church summer camps and Friday night youth groups. I always believed the church wasContinue reading “My story for Dark Glass Theatre’s “Trespass””
Another letter to Baby Chomiak: She will never say “I love you, Daddy”.
Hello my little one…. it’s me. [We will teach you about Adele when you grow up a bit!] I can’t even believe you are already 28 weeks along, and growing so strong inside of Mama’s belly. Wow, you are doing so great little bean! First let me thank you for a precious gift you haveContinue reading “Another letter to Baby Chomiak: She will never say “I love you, Daddy”.”
Writing about Cove church on Rachel Held Evan’s blog
**UPDATE: A shorter version of this story made it into Rachel’s book “Searching For Sunday“, so keep an eye out for it! So grateful to her for sharing so many important stories. Since our little church Cove closed in May 2013, I have been wanting to write about it. Once I got past the shock,Continue reading “Writing about Cove church on Rachel Held Evan’s blog”
STACEY CHOMIAK 