As a French Canadian born in a mid-size Quebec town, I became fascinated with both the linguistic and sociological aspects of languages when I was still just a child.
Eager to understand further the great divide between Canada’s Francophones and Anglophones, I endeavoured to learn Shakespeare’s tongue, Big Bird and Bugs Bunny serving as my surrogate teachers.
Incidentally, when asked whether I consider myself a Quebecer or Canadian first, I respond, with a mischievous grin: “I’m of Acadian descent. Acadians never took sides: they traded with both the French and the British.”
For as long as I can remember, I have always felt most at home exploring the great outdoors or roaming about the planet, camera and pen in hand, ready to capture the essence of all things and people.
Through my extensive globetrotting, I have gained invaluable insight from first-hand observation, enabling me to get a better grasp of the world’s economic, social and political conflicts and global environmental changes.
With my travels also came a renewed sense of urgency. The Joan of Ark in me, whom I believe began to emerge in my early childhood had, as I came to realize it, succumbed to complacency; though with each new adventure, she was forcefully reawakened, spurring me on to impart to the world the importance of continued advocacy for social justice and environmental protection.
My personal ethos: to inspire, educate and compel people to take action.
While finding my “why” was relatively easy, I took what seemed an eternity to figure out my “how”. With an unrelenting love for learning (some of my favourite pastimes include reading and collecting university degrees or diplomas), and a broad range of interests that continually wax and wane, finding a career that would keep me stimulated seemed, in hindsight, like a lost cause.
After much job-hopping and soul-searching, however, I came to the inescapable realization that the one common denominator in all my academic and professional endeavours was my all-consuming passion for writing. My best outlet, I believed, was journalism.
This revelation came to me in the aftermath of a recent mid-life crisis – coincidentally, that’s when I also spotted, to my great dismay, what appeared to be my first strands of gray hair. Like many other things in my life, they hadn’t just “popped up” overnight: they’d been there a while; only I had failed to see them.
As Emily Dickinson once put it, “Much madness is divinest sense.” For me, finding my life mission meant allowing myself to be carried along by the ebb and flow of my multiple passions, a process many have deemed as rather “unconventional”. Yet, these passions have fuelled – and continue to fuel – my work and life’s mission: to learn and write about all things innovation and to help social innovators disseminate their ideas, all while raising public awareness.
I currently reside in “La Belle Province” with my family and am busy raising my kids, writing, travelling, learning languages, teaching, and playing music, among other things.