There is a microsecond long window when a baby falls asleep that everything is right in the world. My personal victory today? Resisting taking a photo of that moment. The kid is 23 months old, so I already have approximately 700 photos of him sleeping, none of which have successfully managed to evoke the heart-swell…
Author: Lisa Richardson
Farewell to Mark Forsythe from a (too young to be this nostalgic) former Community Reporter
Remember Neruda’s line: tonight I can write the saddest lines? Hello Christmas Eve. I misted up today listening to CBC radio, ferchrissakes. (And it didn’t help, that when I parked the car and walked the streets of Pemberton doing my last minute Xmas supplies shopping, that the little church on the hill was ringing out…
Mike Douglas’ Snowman film is a love letter – to Whistler
I’ve interviewed Mike Douglas a couple of times (for Skier and IF3 publications), and more recently, I’ve worked with Mike and his amazing crew at Switchback Entertainment as a partner in crime on several Origin Design + Communications projects for Whistler Blackcomb (Embedded, The Wonder Reels, The Beyond Series). So when our Origin team went en masse on Sunday…
All You Need is Love, Whole Food and an Insane Amount of Tenacity
The first time I wrote for lululemon, my poem on happiness was scribbled in the store window. (I never did get a photo. But the best moments are like fresh snowfall…. they vanish fast and are better lived than overly documented.) More recently, a fast-talking idea-zinging uber-talented-writer-type friend of mine, who’s currently at the helm…
Snow Mandalas: Talking to Simon Beck
In 2012, I got the chance to write about snow-artist, Simon Beck, for a piece for Kootenay Mountain Culture magazine. Passionate and quirky, he was hoping to secure some form of sponsorship, so he could keep leaving his marks in snow, improve his camera equipment and work on a book. Well, it looks like his…
#50DayWellnessChallenge. Start Now. Fall off the wagon. Begin again.
Turkey hangover, ColdFront and opening day on the mountain got you thinking about starting a new fitness program? Try this. A 50 Day Wellness Challenge. All you have to do is say yes, and then tell someone. Yep. I make it sound easy in the columns and blog posts that I’ve been putting out there,…
Saving bees, seeds and sanity, one scrappy garden at a time
On the news this morning: Canadian beekeepers (who tellingly, refer to themselves as a “community” rather than an “industry”) are launching a class action suit against the makers of neonicotinoid pesticides, for the damage (havoc) their products have caused to bee populations. It inspired me to repost this column I wrote for the Winds of…
How’s Motherhood?! Did you really just ask me that?
I wrote this a few months ago but was too shy to share it. Maybe these particular nerves feel less raw this morning. For some reason, today, I feel like parading my naked self around. That will pass and I’ll soon be struck by a wave of publishing-remorse and go searching for the Great Undo Button…
Free the Radicals is live
“Humanity is going to need a substantially new way of thinking if it is to survive.” –Albert Einstein I WOULDN’T FOLLOW just anyone down a rabbit hole. I’m a seeker, not a sucker. But when Nassim Haramein went bouncing across my field, I followed. I knew him once, and I couldn’t help but wonder where…
Hey Self, You Forgetful Wench, I’m Talking to You.
Honestly. Writing letters to your future self is the pinnacle of self absorption. (I’m talking to you, Ethan Hawke.) Of all the people you could reach out to – old friends, a long ago mentor, your grandmother, whomever, you pick your self? But 365 days ago, future.me (letters to the future) made me forget my reservations…
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