I am sitting in my childhood home in Quebec as I write this. It is grey outside. The kind of grey that feels like death. I have been here for four days now, and I will be honest with you, it has been one of the hardest stretches of time I have navigated in recent times. Not just because I lost my brother a week ago. But because grief, I am learning, does not just crack you open to anger and sadness. It cracks you open to everything...seeing life differently...seeing people di

You've probably tried to figure yourself out before. Maybe you've taken every personality test, read every self-help book, tried to think your way into a better version of your life. And yet, something still feels a little… off. Like you're living slightly adjacent to yourself. What if the answer wasn't in your head at all? What if it was always in your body? The Map and The Muscle, Two Systems That Were Always Meant to Work Together I want to tell you about two things I am c

For most of my life, it was easier to see myself as a failure. Not because I wanted to believe that about myself — but because it hurt less. When something didn't work out, when I took a wrong turn, when life didn't look the way I thought it was supposed to look, the story of I am a failure was already there, ready and waiting. It became my identity before I even realised I had chosen it. And the strange, exhausting contradiction? Alongside that belief lived a burning, relent

**Please read this slowly and simply take the time to feel what you are feeling inside...** Your body has been keeping score this whole time. Not in a dramatic way. Not in a *breakdown on the kitchen floor* way. In the quiet, persistent way that shows up as the tight chest before a conversation you're dreading. The exhaustion that sleep doesn't fix. The way you brace yourself before walking into a room. The low hum of anxiety that you've had for so long, you've started callin