Thank you, phenomenal women

Zen Pencil visualized this poem by Maya Angelou and it’s amazing.

Not only does it tell the life story of Angelou herself but also tells the story of millions of women who faught for gender and racial equality.

I thank these woman for paving the way to a better life for me and millions of women like me.

No one should forget these women; the pain they were caused by both men and woman who didn’t believe they were in their proper “place”, the hell they went through to be who they are and to do what they loved.

Don’t be afraid to be phenomenal. There is still a lot of work to be done.


Sex Talk

I never got the sex talk.

I grew up in an uber-Catholic home where no one talked about sex. My parents didn’t talk about sex, their parents didn’t talk about sex. Just how it worked.

My dad discovered me on the phone with my cousin as he defined foreplay for me. Oh dear god, did I get a talking to as soon as I hung up. I don’t know what my dad was thinking but I knew he was disappointed. I don’t know if it was just the way I was going about it or in just the fact that I was talking about it at all.

I got lucky.

I found someone caring enough to take the time to discuss it with me. Every silly and naive questions, every obvious observation that I made with such innocent excitement, he would smile and giggle right along with me. He came along for the ride and stayed with me through everything.

What would have happened if I just found a dick with a penis who wanted to take advantage of me? He could have been that but I was lucky enough that he was and still is far from it.

I find it strange that no one wants to talk about the most natural thing humans do. Mom says people talk about it too much, but where does that leave us? Sex, porn, prostitution, homosexuality, masturbation, circumcision are all so taboo and yet they are a big part of sex. Where does that get us? If we can’t talk openly and honestly about sex, it creates more problems than solutions.

Verge of 20

Movies that inspired my transition into my 20s

I moved into my own apartment two weeks after I turned 19. Even though I moved to a town where I was well connected to everyone, I remember watching a lot of movies in my basement bachelor pad. There are a select few that inspired me during that time; inspired me to write, inspired me to travel, inspired to me get out into the world and explore.

Under the Tuscan Sun:
A newly divorced writer is gifted a trip to Tuscany to get her mind off the disaster of her marriage. After finding a beautiful and beaten up villa, she moves in to try and fix both the house and herself.

The prospect of going on a trip to foreign country and then staying there was an interesting idea to almost 20 year old, especially one who is fond of writing. Her attitude towards this new world and what it gave her always made me want to discover my own Tuscany to plant my flag into. At 26, I moved to Nova Scotia from Saskatchewan, and though it is not Tuscany or some exotic foreign country, it is still my little piece of the world that is truly mine.

Pride and Prejudice:
The 2005 adaption of Jane Austen’s novel, Elizabeth Bennett navigates her way through social obligations, family relationships and the expectations of young women in 19th century English society.

Not only does the shots of the English countryside and amazing soundtrack lift my soul above the clouds every time I hear it but the story of not settling for anything but what you want has always taught me to question what I was accepting into my life.

Barefoot in the Park: Free-spirited, Cory (Jane Fonda), and uptight lawyer, Paul (Robert Redford) are newly married and moving into their first New York apartment.

Fonda and Redford were an amazing comedy duo and play off each other fluidly. With the help of Fonda’s legs, I even got my brother to watch it.

Even though the match isn’t exactly made in heaven, the couple learn to fight for each, defend each other and genuinely love each other. Having Jane Fonda as my go to strong female lead, I also knew that I was never going to let myself change for any man. Being young, idealistic and naive, I always wanted to find that kind of love in my life.

Being in the relationship I am in right now; and the fact that I will be in it for the rest of my life if it is up for me, I see a lot of similarities between Cory and Paul and my boyfriend and I. I’m more free-spirited and adventurous than he is but that will not stop us from having a happy life.

Lest we Forget

This past year, Canada Post came out with the “Wait for Me, Daddy” stamp, the famous photograph from World War 2 of the little boy reaching for his father’s hand as he marches with his unit in British Columbia in 1942.

Working in a post office, I promote the various stamps that we have.

An older lady didn’t want to buy them because she didn’t want something that promoted war.

What do people think when they celebrate Remembrance Day in Canada? Do they support sending soldiers to die? Do they support violence and suffering of both soldiers and civilians on foreign and home soils?

We don’t support war with Remembrance Day, we celebrate the lives of men and women who made a choice to protect their country. These people saw the strife and suffering of others in far off lands and knew they needed to do something to help.

These soldiers still exist and still die far from home because they believe they are fighting for peace.

We can celebrate Remembrance Day without promoting war and violence. We can celebrate Remembrance Day without accepting the plights and horrors that plague our veterans when they return home. We can remember the lives of those who sacrificed so much for their country.

We remember those who die, we do not support the deaths of others.