Written on Dec. 17, 2021- Have you ever walked into a space, and had your breath taken away by the magnitude of its indescribable beauty, its significance in this world? I've been fortunate to experience that unforgettable feeling a few times. The first was in 2001 when I stepped into St. Peter's Square in Vatican City. I was caught off guard by that arresting sensation, and my jaw dropped as I surveyed the area with both my eyes and my heart. The second time might sound corny, but it was in 2013 when I had just started working at the National Arts Centre in Ottawa and I followed the red-carpeted stadium foyer into Southam Hall. Its 2000+ seats commanded a sense of awe and appreciation for all the spectacular artists who shared this view over the decades. I had been there before as a patron, but this time was different because the hall was empty and I was about to start a job that complemented my love for dance and the arts. Both times, I felt so blessed and humbled at the same...
Turning the corner can mean many things for different people. For me, it defines a time about 15 months after my husband had died, when I felt I had unknowingly left behind a constant anchor of grief. Now that I have turned the corner, I am happy to share some personal stories of positivity, inspiration, travel and hope.