Why would I think my words are so important that I think they deserve a public space?
Honestly, I’m not really sure if they do.
However, I do feel like I need to write anyways.
Writing has been woven into my life for a long time.
As a child, I built a little town out of cardboard from cereal boxes which my TY Beanie Babies occupied. Instead of acting out stories for them or inviting friends to play with them, I went to my desk and wrote out a newspaper for their town.
Even now, many years later, although I deeply love my job as an Outreach Worker to the residents of the Downtown Eastside of Vancouver, I’ve found a way to incorporate writing by running a quarterly staff newsletter for our organization. No extra pay. Just an opportunity to write.
Recently, I realized that my favourite authors started as bloggers.
A blog seems like a great place to put thoughts.
I think a lot about Christianity, and about the many problems and solutions it has for our world.
I contemplate my experiences of working on the Downtown Eastside of Vancouver, and wonder at the societal structures and norms that have brought so many people here into addiction, homelessness, poverty, and pain.
I wonder what culture is, and why it exists, and how God intends me to navigate the building knowledge he’s giving me of the world’s complexities.
So here I am.
Maybe this will be a place I thrive in, maybe not, but for now, I’m enjoying the process.
If you find any joy in it, any lessons learned through it, any interest in what I say, I’m very glad! I’ll take that as God’s work. He has that nifty ability to work through the small things of the world.
Also, in acknowledgement of where I live and write this blog, I include some brief acknowledgements:
I grew up on traditional Kwikwetlem lands, and am very grateful for what the people of that land do to maintain it's well-being to this day. I also wish that I'd been able to have gratitude and acknowledgement of their experiences when I still lived there.
I now live on the overlapping, traditional, unceded territories of the following nations:
Qayqayt, Skwxwú7mesh Úxwumixw, Tsleil-Waututh (səl̓ilwətaɁɬ), xʷməθkʷəy̓əm and Hul’q’umi’num’ / Halq'eméylem / hən̓q̓əmin̓əm̓
I'm incredibly sad that these lands have been stolen, and that colonialization has been and continues to be cruel and unfair to Indigenous people. With the knowledge I have been given, I will do my best to ally with Indigenous people in whatever ways I can within my lifetime.
Find out more about the traditional Indigenous lands you're living on here.