All posts by: Anne Mackie Morelli

Clinging to the Vine

As I snuggled under the heavy quilt, I heard the wind howling and the rain beating a rhythm on the windows. Burying deeper under the covers, I was grateful for...

Into the Silence of Nature’s Cathedral

Close to our home there is a trail that meanders deep into a cedar forest. The massive cedars are first growth trees that soar high above our heads, up into...

What the Great Author Teaches

Ever since I was a little girl I loved to read. I particularly loved any book that had an imaginative plot line and intriguing, original heroines. Both ensuring that I...

The Shocking Truth about Silence

It is really hard for most of us to sit in silence, even for a few moments. Especially the type of silence where there is no noise, not even music...

Stepping Across the Threshold into Hope

I can’t remember a time that someone crossed the threshold into my counselling office saying that they had it all figured out. Declaring that though they were totally happy, and...

Engaging in Walk Abouts

As a school principal, several times a day I would engage in what we called “walk abouts”. This was where we would leave our offices in the hub of the...

Slowing down, Looking up, and Stepping In

I was loading my groceries onto the conveyor belt at the grocery store’s checkout when I overheard her comment. The cashier and her colleague, who was helping her bag the...

And We Will Overcome

For as long as I can remember I have yearned for the world to be different. Where love and kindness and inclusiveness carry the day. And goodness and justice has...

The Unexpected Side of Change

She unexpectedly started to cry. She had been enthusiastically talking about her child’s high school graduation and acceptance to a highly rated university. But then, as she began to share...

Because, It is So

You might prefer parties and people, while I prefer reading and quiet. Your favourite colours might be blue and green, while mine are all the shades of yellow. You have...