(February 4, 2022) Community-centric fundraising (CCF) is a growing movement that challenges existing philanthropic practices as being colonial in their nature, and exclusionary in their practice. What started in Seattle, Washington has now gone global. A global council to guide the future of Community Centric Fundraising is being created. The appetite for … [Read more...] about Community-Centric Fundraising: Moving Towards Equity
Indigenous musicians to watch for in 2022
(January 13, 2021) Indigenous musicians are no exception from the explosion of art currently erupting from Indigenous communities across the country. From pop to rock to country and hip-hop, there's an Indigenous musician doing it up good for you. The talent is obvious, the perspective is fresh and the words are there to challenge. We sifted through a lot of great music to … [Read more...] about Indigenous musicians to watch for in 2022
S2, Episode 2, Talking Deep Diversity with Shakil Choudhury
(January 17, 2022) Shakil Choudhury, is an award-winning educator and consultant with more than 20 years of experience in the field of diversity, equity, and inclusion. He’s worked with thousands of organizational leaders across sectors in Canada and the United States to, as he says, “help them improve their equity outcomes.” His new book, Deep … [Read more...] about S2, Episode 2, Talking Deep Diversity with Shakil Choudhury
S2 Episode 1: Drew Hayden Taylor on Indigenous literature, his new work and lots more
(January 6, 2022) A contemporary multi-media storyteller, Drew Hayden Taylor has written more than 30 books and screen plays, and scores of columns and essays. He’s a theatre performer and director, actively expanding the boundaries of Indigenous literature. His most recent novel Chasing Painted Horses was published in 2019 and named one of the year’s best books … [Read more...] about S2 Episode 1: Drew Hayden Taylor on Indigenous literature, his new work and lots more
‘Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew; And I was unaware’
The Darkling Thrush Thomas Hardy I leant upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-grey,And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day.The tangled bine-stems scored the sky Like strings of broken lyres,And all mankind that haunted … [Read more...] about ‘Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew; And I was unaware’