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  • Heroes

    Heroes

    I was asked the other day how I identify someone as one of my “heroes”. It was a good question… Really good, actually. To tell you the truth, I’ve never really thought about it. Whenever I’ve identified someone as a “hero” to me, it’s been almost instinctive. I simply admire them and feel inspired by…

  • different wrapper

    different wrapper

    Once I knew a man who was, at one point, discerning a life as a Theravadan monk. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the various strains of Buddhism, allow me to explain: the Theravada School is perhaps the earliest form of Buddhism practiced in the world today. I won’t claim that it goes…

  • ethics personified

    ethics personified

    What is ethics? Often people assume that it’s something that’s rule-based. “Do this, don’t do that, it doesn’t matter either way, etc.” Certainly, that’s how many ethical systems have been constructed, going all the way back to the Ten Commandments—and even before then! While they can be burdensome, on some level it cannot be denied…

  • A Prayer Overheard

    A Prayer Overheard

    This prayer was said long enough ago that I don’t mind posting about it here. I was in—it’s safe to say—a period of incredible spiritual desolation. A friend of mine, who I hadn’t seen in years, messaged me asking me to pray for her. I won’t say what for, but she was having a very…

  • our great shame

    our great shame

    Especially now that it’s gotten warmer, I have (on one or two occasions) found myself craving ice cream in the middle of the night. The great thing about Toronto is that there is never a time when you are completely without the possibility of ice cream, so the last time I found myself in this…

  • Kanada

    Kanada

    Recently, I had the privilege of seeing the Auschwitz exhibit at the Royal Ontario Museum. For those near Toronto, I would highly suggest going to see it, although it’s not especially pleasant, nor should it be! There were a lot of things—horrible, damnable things—that stuck with me, but the strangest, which I never would have…

  • the timeless bard

    the timeless bard

    My mum and I have a tradition where we’ll go down to Stratford (Ontario) two or three times a year to watch Shakespeare in the theatre. We’ve seen some great ones: Hamlet, Much Ado About Nothing, and (a wonderful parody of Shakespeare) Something Rotten. Personally, I’ve always loved Shakespeare’s tragedies the best, but I’ve come…

  • a tale of dual belonging

    a tale of dual belonging

    Finding religion in adulthood, when you weren’t raised with anything in particular, is a strange experience. I haven’t met many people like that. It seems most stories are about people leaving religion, not finding it. Moreover, most of the people who have a religion were raised with it, and there wasn’t the experience of wrestling…

  • ifs and the art of gaming

    ifs and the art of gaming

    Celeste has quickly become one of my favourite platform games of all time. In case you don’t know, “platformers” are games, like Super Mario, where you’re on a 2D plane, generally doing lots of jumping and falling. Celeste has a lot of that, actually, since the premise is that you, Madeline, are determined to climb…

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