by Amy Phillips | Sep 18, 2019
Camping on my own for eight nights on the west coast took some inner fortitude that I wasn’t sure I had, but I felt guided from the get-go. The idea itself, when it landed in my consciousness, seemed both urgent and right. Thirteen years had passed since I’d spent a...
by Amy Phillips | Sep 11, 2019
I’ve been camping at Pachena Bay, on the west coast of Vancouver Island, since last Thursday. Pachena Bay is one of the terminuses of the West Coast Trail and is located about 5 km outside of Bamfield. I honestly can’t remember how long it’s been since I’ve done...
by Amy Phillips | Sep 4, 2019
I’ve been thinking about legacy lately, and what that means to me at this point in my life. Merriam Webster defines legacy as “a gift by will especially of money or other personal property,” followed by “something transmitted by or received from an ancestor or...
by Amy Phillips | Aug 28, 2019
When I was a girl, growing up in Bamfield, we had a dog named Tippy. She appeared one day in the woods behind our house. A group of kids were playing when they came across her with her newly born litter of puppies. She was thin, hungry and decidedly skittish. There...
by Amy Phillips | Aug 21, 2019
I had a therapy session with Andrew Feldmar a few months ago. We hadn’t seen each other for a while but I was a regular client between 2004-2009. I still check in from time to time, and according to his records we’ve spent about 240 hours together. Not that much in...
