Privacy is Necessary

Sometimes other people say it better for you… I used to think it was brave to let it all out, to share myself candidly and unabashed with the world. I still do. But now there is a deeper part of me that also knows how rich privacy is, how secrets and mystery grow into creations that far surpass what I thought …

Sitting on my Hands, Chomping at the Bit.

This is an ongoing question for me in terms of creativity. Do I push or do I wait for the muse to “nudge” me along. I had an intuitive session once and she told me “Emelia you ignite this little pilot light of an idea, it just starts sparking flame and then your BLOW on it screaming GO GO GO …

Drug induced hallucination or enlightenment? You tell me.

My husband was away for the weekend and I quickly dropped to the floor- sick. I’ve never had to parent sick before, it’s a gawdafull mess. I guess no one speaks about the horror of crawling around on your hands and knees trying to get french fries cooked so they can watch 3 more hours of TV while you moan, …

It’s Okay To Want To Be Seen

I took a picture of myself journaling. That is some is next level shit. I use social media as a tool for connection and to get my art into the world immediately and accessibly and I also use it to be noticed, observed doing something useful in the world- therefore making it valid. I used to be ashamed of my …

None of this makes us crazy

Some mornings I wake up feeling really grounded and by the afternoon I’m overwhelmed and wanna run for the hills in my flip flops and hide under the leaves. This doesn’t make me crazy. One night I’ll have a nightmare and wake up crying and this affects my productivity for the rest of the day. This doesn’t make me crazy. I sometimes use …

Hate Mail Feels Good…it tickles.

I told a story on a CBC radio podcast (love me) a few weeks back. It was about the deep love I had for my dog Midge, how I rescued her in my 20’s and I carried her around in a baby bjorn and she slept curled around my neck and through taking the time to care for her- a …

I went offline for a week and this is how I survived.

…I DREW PICTURES instead! Now, those that know me well know that I’m a really, really good artist (for a 4-year-old) and the thing I want you to recognize in the pictures below is that this is me TRYING MY VERY BEST. But seriously, instead of catching these breathtaking moments and sending them off to Instagram and Facebook to prove …

Dear Burners…have a nice trip down to your bubble.

I know that you’re all headed down this week for your 10 glorious days of living anti-constraint of societies petty responsibilities and it feels freeing and liberating and exciting (especially with your sand goggles packed). I get that. You trade hand puppets for drugs and home-made curry for a hug. That’s really great. But do not be mistaken for one …

let's go deeper.

I saw on Facebook yesterday “If you are not speaking about race publically right now you are part of the problem.” I agree. The very same day I’d posted something on instagram. I’ve been obsessed with these “White People Teaching Hip Hip” Video’s lately. Obsessed. People have been sending me tons and I laugh and laugh. I think it’s so …

If I Had To Pick One Thing…It Would Be Women.

I had an hour to myself this morning so I decided to take the time to try and do something nice for myself. I’ve been feeling disconnected lately. Out of touch with “myself”. Remember yourself? That person that you used to journal about and whose hair you used to brush. I recalled that at my yoga teacher training (one of …