At a conference focusing on Indigenous legal traditions at McGill Law School this past weekend, I reconnected with a lovely, accomplished law professor that I hadn’t seen for awhile and asked her how her law teaching was going. She told me that although she is now very comfortable in her job, as a full-time working mother of two young kids, she is feeling overwhelmed, isolated, and feels like she is just trying to get through each day as it comes.
Today I saw my naturopath and good friend, Dr. Meghan Walker. Meghan is somewhat of a legend – she has her own naturopathic practice, she is the CEO of a start-up and is a busy mother of young children. She is one of the most successful people I know and she always has a million balls in the air…so when she gives me tips, I listen.
I met with a friend of mine for coffee last week. I hadn’t seen her since university and it was so great to catch up. She’s an amazing person – the kind of person that walks in the room and everybody notices. She is tall, stylish, and looks like a model. Even more importantly, she’s intelligent, funny, humble, and super cool – the kind of person that makes you think: “How is she so cool? I wish I could be that cool.”
Recently, I watched a great talk by a multi-million dollar earner in my company who talked about the power of a dream board. He has a rags to riches story. He talked about how, as a time of extreme debt, he created a dream board about owning a vacation property in Hawaii and even brought sand from Hawaii to his office. He downloaded Hawaiian music and surrounded himself with pictures of Hawaii and his dream property. Sure enough…this dream board helped propel him to continue making his business profitable and he ended up buying that dream property within several years.
For many years, I thought I could do it all. I was working full-time and trying not to sacrifice any family time while trying to finish my dissertation. On a typical day, the most time I could string together to work on my PhD was about an hour and a half at night after the kids had gone to bed. Already you can see the problem, right?
Well…it’s official! After a decade of hard work and deep thinking I finally managed to submit my final approved PhD dissertation to UBC Faculty of Law last week. This is my first official post as a doctor (and no… I don’t want to look at that thing on your foot!).
A couple of weeks ago, my son asked: “Mommy, what is the difference between a cartwheel and a round-off?” As any good teacher would, I thought it best to demonstrate the difference…so I did a cartwheel and I did a round-off. After my demonstration, my son and daughter tried and I showed them again. Continue reading
Many of us become stuck in the minutia of everyday life. We get up, stretch our sore bodies, drink coffee to get rid of the morning fog, and get out the door to go to work, to get the kids to school, to care for family members or do many of the other things that we are responsible for in our day-to-day lives. Weeks pass… then months pass… then years pass… and if you’re anything like me, all of a sudden you wake up one morning and think: “Is this it? Is this all there is to life?”
I have been drinking a homemade matcha latte using coconut milk and blue agave for several months. I follow this amazing recipe to make it but the one thing I didn’t have that the recipe called for was a bamboo whisk. So… I just made it with a metal whisk. With the wrong equipment, I wasn’t really able to get the chunks out so at the end of every cup I would end up chewing on matcha powder chunks. At first, this was a bit alarming but then I got used to it and settled for the fact that I had a hot morning drink that needed chewing.
When I was younger, I never imagined myself as someone who didn’t exercise. But after competing in the Vancouver Open Beach Volleyball tournament with my sister Rachel in July 2013, my body crashed and I was unable to recover. I had numb hands and feet, severe weakness in my arms (I could hardly wash my hair), and extreme fatigue – so extreme that all I could do was drag myself to work on the streetcar and lie on my desk for the whole day before dragging myself home.