
Rivers of Silence: Stories, Mental Health, and the Wild Pacific
Walking Among the Mist The mist drifts low over the jagged coastline, curling through the evergreens like a whisper that refuses to leave. I walk

Walking Among the Mist The mist drifts low over the jagged coastline, curling through the evergreens like a whisper that refuses to leave. I walk

On Vancouver Island, the bald eagle is not a rare sight or a fleeting thrill. In Nanaimo, it is part of the landscape —


For two years now, Vancouver Island has been quietly re‑educating me. I arrived with city reflexes still intact — the habit of comparing, of measuring

When people talk about sustainability, they often picture cutting‑edge cities with futuristic infrastructure, public transit innovations, or sweeping corporate commitments. Nanaimo offers something quieter

Nanaimo is quietly redefining what it means to live well. Far from the hustle of larger cities, this mid-sized coastal city is emerging as

Vancouver has spent decades asking how to be more livable. We debate density models, redesign streets, and search for the elusive balance between growth,

Nanaimo Is Thriving — Not Because It’s Changing, but Because It Knows What Matters For years, Nanaimo has been described as a city in transition.

Mental health awareness has never been higher. We speak openly about anxiety, burnout, and depression. We encourage self-care. We normalise struggle. Campaigns remind us to

In a world that celebrates boldness, visibility, and noise, the quiet ones are often overlooked. The observers, the listeners, the introverts, the women

Ritual has a branding problem. For years, the word has been folded into belief systems, spiritual identities, or wellness trends that feel either inaccessible

For decades, travel has been measured by distance. The further we went, the more expansive the experience was meant to be. New stamps, new

“Are we going to see whales today, Auntie Mel?” my godson asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet as we stepped onto the dock.

I moved to an island expecting solitude. Not the romantic kind sold in travel brochures — but the practical version: fewer people, fewer invitations,

There are places where water feels alive. Not merely moving, not merely reflecting the sky, but alive in the sense that it speaks, it teaches,

There are moments in life when the world splits into a Before and an After.Moments when grief rearranges us quietly but permanently, like tides shaping

I had never imagined I would walk through the gates of Buckingham Palace. Not for tea, not for a tour, not even on a

Moonstone Sanctuary — A Blog by Melissa HorrellSet on Vancouver Island There comes a moment in every woman’s life when the ground beneath her shifts

The quietest leaders often hold the deepest power. They do not demand attention with grand gestures or booming voices, but their presence resonates in

There is a forest on Vancouver Island where time seems to pause. Cathedral Grove, tucked within MacMillan Provincial Park, is not just a collection

Vancouver Island is more than home; it is a living teacher. Its forests, rivers, and ocean cliffs hold lessons too complex for language, yet unmistakable

There are places in the world where the unseen feels close. Vancouver Island is one of them — a land where mist moves like breath

For the quiet women, the intuitive leaders, and the ones who guide through presence rather than volume. There is a particular kind of woman I

There comes a moment in every woman’s life when the speed of the world becomes too loud to bear. The hustle. The noise. The expectations.

There is a subtle kind of magic in gathering. Not the flash of spectacle or the hum of applause, but the quiet pulse of

On Vancouver Island, the pace of life moves to the rhythm of the tides. There’s a humility to the landscape — an unspoken reminder that

When Adam Shoalts closed A History of Canada in Ten Maps with the explorers’ first glimpses of the Pacific, it felt like a revelation

When I finished reading Adam Shoalts’ A History of Canada in Ten Maps, I couldn’t stop thinking about how much those early explorers and

“Every map tells a story. And every map has a purpose—it invites us to go somewhere we’ve never been.” — Adam Shoalts If you’ve

This morning, I rolled out my mat at Kind Yoga Society, a gentle sanctuary tucked into a quiet corner of Nanaimo. The room was