This picture was taken on March 1, the last time I drove the boys to hockey before quarantine started. In this photo, I’m all smiles. But to be honest, I wasn’t happy. I remember that morning well: I was complaining because we had to wake up early. I was complaining because I didn’t feel like spending another weekend stuck at the rink watching the boys, eating rink food, talking “hockey”, and I wasn’t even looking forward to returning home because I had so much laundry piled

Opening the East Gate, where the sun rises, the place of new beginnings. I call upon the medicine of the Eagle, the Great Winged One. I wear this beautiful sacred representation of Eagle as a physical reminder of its medicine: the courage and potential to soar on wings of love, to use adversity as fuel to reach new heights, and to see life with clear vision and perspective. Such medicine is exactly what the collective needs most right now. As I shift my focus inward, as we ar