You’re allowed to set goals and not reach them.

I preach movement 😊 This clip is from my event in Victoria (BC) last week. Drop some words if you’re a movement lover!

Yukon educator brings movement, reflection and mental wellness to James Bay on July 17

The educator and bhangra dancer first captured national attention during the COVID-19 pandemic, sharing energetic dance videos from the snowy doorstep of his Whitehorse home.

And that’s the part that keeps coming back to me: so much sadness is not just personal; it’s relational. It lives between us as much as it lives inside us. It grows in the gaps—gaps in attention, gaps...

This medal belongs to you as my viewer or reader. It belongs to the Yukon, which gave me the space and the silence to find my voice. It belongs to Canada, which opened its arms and said: you are welco...

I believe that when we suppress one emotion, we dull them all. We cannot selectively mute sadness and keep joy at full volume. The heart does not work that way. The baby's laughter was so luminous pre...

When you stop filling every gap with noise, your senses begin to sharpen. I started noticing things in the Yukon winter that I had walked past a hundred times. The way ravens communicate with an intel...

I remember the first time I realized I was treating sadness like a mistake. I had returned from dancing in cities where everything is bright and fast, where the roads are full of headlights and the da...

People often ask me, sometimes softly, sometimes as if it is a riddle they must solve before the next snowstorm arrives, how to be happy in life. I understand the hunger inside that question. I have f...

That kind of joy does not demand constant brightness. It does not ask anyone to audition for sweetness. It just says, here we are, still alive, still listening. Even tears can fill the inner vessel wi...

At first, I tried to outrun it with noise. I would fill the car with music, podcasts, calls, and plans. I treated joy like a shield. If I stayed bright enough, maybe nothing dark could touch me. But t...

Sometimes support looks like tears. Sometimes it looks like stillness. Sometimes it looks like calling a friend and not pretending the day is easy. When people cannot cry, I do not tell them to force ...

If there is one thing the Yukon teaches, it is that light returns, but it returns on its own time. The healthiest positivity I know is the patience to wait without collapsing, and the courage to act w...