Melissa Rempel

Shhh… Don’t wake Melissa, she’s sleeping. 

While it’s not always a physical nap I’m having, there has been, of late, a season of rest and healing happening here. It has been long enough in the silence, that I have longed…

We celebrate so many anniversaries in life… the first time we met our person, first dates, first months, first years. With our children there are birthdays, first day of school, graduation from kindergarten, elementary, middle school, high school. We mark…

Recently, my husband finished painting the living room. All the walls - which had been a bit half seafoam green, and half faded yellow - were suddenly bright and fresh. Coming home to the refreshed space was an odd mix…

I would rather just be
And if there wasn’t a system
I would. 
Just be.

I would embrace wonder
In every task
In every breath.

I would appreciate the design of the weed
And not have to pull it
On…

I saw Spring and Fall at the end of the same branch today. Such seasonal movement is not often manifest simultaneously. And yet… moving through trauma to healing is just that. New beginnings revealing unresolved endings. There is no Winter…

Two days ago I stood in a cold river to cool my feet down. And to feel the earth beneath them. It's March. It's cold. It's going to snow tonight. But in that moment, it was warm. The wind and…

Conundrum

“Sweet embraceable you…”

You were once to me. 

A friend beloved, a space safe. 

That is on interminable hiatus. 

My conundrum

It wasn’t my choice 

I’m not convinced 

It was yours either. 

We all walked in to the same…

No one enjoys conflict. Confrontation is generally an affront. All of us bristle at someone else taking issue with a behaviour or self expression. These things are normal. But, what if they didn’t have to be a threat? What if…

There is no way around, but through. 

There isn’t. 

There is no bypass to the process of healing. 

I grew up in a culture that begged God to heal things that needed counselling to sort out. It asked God to…

It’s dark, and you’re little. You have to pee in the middle of the night. You can’t stay in bed, you have to go down the hall past that door and what looms behind it. The moon is shining in…