A writer tells a there and back again story about finding the unexpected and the new perspective it taught her.

Words spoken suddenly switched on lights that blazed in a universe bright now where night once ruled before verbs and nouns pronounced sky and sea as separate then announced a new world as “good,” an adjective repeated to affirm all the “fearful symmetry.”

I took a year of early “retirement” after being laid off, but discovered that my old habits of productivity tied to self-worth were hard to leave behind.

My experience during the pandemic taught me to see my homeless neighbours and acknowledge the reality of their lives–and our responsibility to respond.

I went to an open house. “Well-loved bungalow with endless potential.”

In this encounter and many more, I have come to experience the immense beauty, freedom, and safety within diversity—a glimpse of the new Jerusalem.

The following is a work of fiction based on a real situation which occurred in Toronto on Easter Sunday, 2020, at a downtown grocery store.

Toronto’s transportation history shows a city balancing the preservation of the past with the relentless march of change.

What secrets of the city could this park tell?

Though the AGO has undergone numerous renovations, memories of the older versions of the structure are suppressed by the new.

We complain endlessly about the traffic in my midtown Toronto neighbourhood. It’s been years of the Crosstown LRT project—and years until the new subway is completed.

In April 1873, the members of St. Andrew’s Church gathered for a congregational meeting to discuss the future.