A wheelchair-bound man who yearned to be a storyteller was one of the first people to send me to the Internet to find out all I could about various forms of memory loss and dementia. His short-term memory emptied its…
My partner and I are nearer the end of our life than the beginning. We have talked about our wishes, but The Conversation Project reminds me we still have a lot of loose ends to tie up. The Conversation Project…
When Wangari Maathai died on September 25, 2011, I wrote this tribute to her for Care2. She gives me hope. Wangari Maathai has planted her last tree, but she will never stop cultivating inspiration in the hearts of all who…
“Free cultures get what they celebrate.” Clay Shirky “We have to get better at telling our stories.” Ory Okollah One of the best technology innovations I have come across lately is the BRCK. The prototype was developed in Nairobi, Kenya.…
Subdivisions and malls sprawl over land that once grew food in the beautiful Okanagan Valley, where I live. Orchard Plaza is a parking lot dotted with shops. Streets with names such as Apple Brook and Applecrest are covered with houses.…
Outside the window of my fifth-grade classroom was a tree. I watched it in every season—when my attention to studies flagged, when I needed to ponder a question, and when I wanted some kind of reassurance. That was the year…
“This cookbook is a love letter to all those who have created, grown and nurtured our special valley on this earth.” ~ Jennifer Schell A new book has been popping up in Kelowna’s restaurants, wine shops, coffee shops, book stores,…
Uganda’s junior chess champion lost her father to AIDS when she was three. Phiona Mutesi’s mother could not afford school fees so from age six the child had no opportunity for education. By the time she was nine, her mother…
What if you could build a house as easily as you could put together a piece of Ikea furniture? No, wait, easier than you could put together something with complicated instructions and tiny, easily misplaced bits. With WikiHouse, you can.…
Strangers who came across Elder Dobri Dobrev, begging on the streets of Sofia, saw an old man dressed in tattered, hand-sewn clothes. He would have walked over 40 km from his village of Baylovo, where he lived on a monthly…
