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Be All In

There is something a little magical about watching more than 400 teachers and educational leaders arrive in one place.

They came from all across British Columbia. Some flew. Some drove for hours. Some packed their bags, left their families, loaded up on coffee and made their way to Kelowna for three and a half days of learning, connecting, laughing, worshipping and growing together.

And then, suddenly, we were all there.

Over 400 people.

One school community.

One conference.

One very full 3.5 days.

And one big question quietly sitting underneath it all:

What happens when we go all in?

Our time together began by returning to the things that hold us together. We were reminded of the mission and vision of HCOS and invited to take a deep dive into our schoolwide goal for 2026/27:

Christ being our Firm Foundation, in every moment through every story.

Not just in the big moments.

Not just in the stories that make it into the newsletter.

Not just when things are going well.

Every moment.
Every story.

That is a pretty big invitation.

And perhaps that is what made this conference feel different.

There were workshops about AI, Seesaw, learning progressions, supporting students, technology and so much more. There were networking opportunities and regional conversations. There were keynote sessions from our Head of Schools that were authentic, heartfelt and inspiring.

There was incredible food.

There were information booths run by our amazing colleagues.

There was laughter.

There were conversations in hallways.

There were people meeting each other for the first time and people reconnecting with colleagues they had not seen in a year.

And there was prayer.

Every morning, I had the incredible honour of leading us in prayer for the day.

We prayed for our students.

We prayed for our staff.

We prayed for our leaders.

We prayed for the stories that we know about and the stories that we don’t.

We prayed for the moments that would happen that day that we could not possibly plan for.

Because that is the thing about being an Educator.

We plan.

Oh, do we ever plan.

But then the real people show up.

And the real stories begin.

Dip your toe in or jump right in?

One of the things I found myself noticing throughout the conference was how differently people experienced it.

Some people were all in.

They asked questions.

They stayed late.

They went to the optional activities.

They introduced themselves to people they did not know.

They went to workshops.

They talked about what they were learning.

They laughed.

They networked.

They participated.

They leaned in.

And they flourished.

Others dipped their toes in.

And you know what?

That is what they received.

A toe dipping experience.

It struck me that this is true about so much of life.

You cannot experience the deep end while standing on the shore.

You cannot build community without being willing to enter the conversation.

You cannot be inspired without being willing to listen.

You cannot grow without being willing to be stretched.

You cannot really experience a conference by simply attending one.

Participation matters.

Engagement matters.

Showing up matters.

Being willing to say, “I wonder what I might learn here today?” matters.

And perhaps most importantly, being willing to say, “I don’t know yet” matters.

There was so much more than a conference

One of my favourite things about these kinds of gatherings is realizing how much invisible work happens behind the scenes in our online school.

A conference like this does not simply appear.

There are months of planning.

There are schedules.

Rooms.

Technology.

Food.

Signs.

Tables.

Workshops.

Speakers.

Names.

Lists.

Emails.

Infrastructure.

And approximately 4,792 tiny details that nobody notices unless they go wrong.

Which brings me to something very important.

Did you know our school has the best maintenance staff in the world?

We never run out of toilet paper.

I mean it.

NEVER.

😂

Friends, that is excellence.

That is infrastructure.

That is leadership.

That is somebody doing their job beautifully behind the scenes so that the rest of us can walk into a bathroom and have absolutely no idea how much thought went into making sure the toilet paper was there.

There are unseen heroes everywhere.

At a conference.

In a school.

In a family.

In a church.

In our lives.

Some people stand on stages.

Some people pray in basements.

Some people lead interactive workshops.

Some people organize regional dinners.

And some people quietly make sure there is toilet paper.

All of it matters.

And then the sun went down…

Because apparently 3.5 days of professional learning were not enough.

We also had a family BBQ.

Mini golf.

Watercolour painting.

Trivia night.

Disc golf.

Regional dinners scattered throughout Kelowna.

More food.

More conversations.

More laughter.

More stories.

And this is where I think the magic really happened.

Because learning is important.

But belonging is powerful.

There is something about sitting around a table with someone you have only ever seen on Zoom.

There is something about discovering that the person who always has the perfect answer in a staff meeting is actually hilarious.

There is something about painting with watercolours together.

There is something about cheering when someone sinks a mini golf putt.

There is something about sitting across from a colleague at dinner and realizing that their story is much bigger than the role they play at work.

We were not just learning together.

We were becoming a community together.

Firm foundations

As I drove home at the end of the week, I kept thinking about our theme.

Christ being our Firm Foundation, in every moment through every story.

A foundation is not usually the part of the building people notice.

You don’t walk into a beautiful house and say, “Wow. What a foundation!”

But everything depends on it.

And maybe that is the invitation for this year.

To build our work on something deeper.

To remember why we do what we do.

To notice the story underneath the story.

To pray before we plan.

To listen before we respond.

To champion the people around us.

To be curious.

To make our work visible.

To care about the unseen things.

To show up.

To lean in.

To go all in.

Because our students are going to bring us their stories this year.

Some will be beautiful.

Some will be messy.

Some will surprise us.

Some will stretch us.

Some will break our hearts.

And every single one of them deserves to be met by people standing on a firm foundation.

So, here’s to the 2026/27 school year.

Here’s to the teachers who jumped in with both feet.

Here’s to the ones still standing at the edge, wondering whether they are ready.

Here’s to the leaders who planned for months.

Here’s to the people who prayed.

Here’s to the people who stocked the bathrooms. 😂

Here’s to every story still waiting to be told.

And here’s to remembering that beneath all of it, holding all of it, is the One who is our Firm Foundation.

Christ in every moment.
Christ through every story.

And maybe that is enough.

Thanks for joining me here. I have a feeling this next chapter is going to be a good one.

Have an amazing September long weekend folks.

Love what you do.

xoxo Joanna

Be Multiplying in Multitudes in KCity

This summer marked our tenth year of living in KCity. We chose a 1960’s fixer upper home in a beautiful older area of town which is 3.5 kilometres from downtown and the beach. In these ten years our property price has doubled, the traffic has become something you need to plan for/think about and the amount of portables at schools are often more than you could imagine that are allowed as they don’t have water or washrooms in them. 

The last five years in KCity has brought a serious housing shortage and an equal inflation of prices for every home and apartment. Our last two mayors and city councils have had a mandate to try and fix this problem. They have allowed secondary suites in most neighbourhoods and now they are choosing to allow homes morphing into grotesque cookie cutter monoliths called six story wooden framed apartments. (Yup, because of construction practices wooden frame apartment buildings can now go higher than four stories!)  

And this is why I chose to write my thoughts down today: Two years ago, City Council almost gave a building permit to a local chiropractor to change 3 homes, down the street from us, into an over fifty suite apartment building. It didn’t pass by one vote. From 3 homes to over 50!

Last week I saw this article: Enroute to our son’s trampoline gym, four homes are becoming 124 units AND there is a similar apartment building being built right across the street. The craziest part, which I have talked to one city councillor about, is that our city building code only requires 1.5 parking spots per apartment building. I am not sure why builders aren’t required to round up or even what 1.5 cars look like, but I do know the aftermath of this. More cars on the streets and less streets to bike on safely. Yes, as you know, we are a biking family. We love to bike as much as possible and this is why we chose where we live.

I am having a hard time with this city development and parking spot math. Properties are not simply doubling by adding a secondary suite, but they are growing more than 30 times the original vision and planning for our city with its roads, schools and parks. 

Things are multiplying by multitudes in our city, but I am not hearing anything about multiplying our current infrastructure that includes roads, parks, water, sewage, schooling or even how this is all going to impact our recycling program and garbage dump. 

I am concerned.

As one of the fastest growing cities in North America, how is this growth going to envelop and change our dry climate and mountain-bound valley?

How much growth would you want to see in your own city? What do my fellow Kelownites feel about this?

Happy third week of Advent my friends. I pray that God is bringing the JOY into your life. Love what you do.

xoxo Joanna

Be Enjoying Snow in March

Before Sexy Neck and I’s May 3rd wedding up north, on 53.9 degrees latitude, my mom had the water hose strung out across the lawn “watering away” the last of the snow in the corners of our lawn. My mom was determined that there wouldn’t be any snow on the lawn for our wedding day!

Growing up in the north and then moving east to 53.5 degrees latitude to go to university, winter existed from October until April. Yesiree bob, it was winter for more than half the year.

I believe, deep in my Canadian-heart, that every single person in Canada should live at least one year of their life, preferably before they turn 30, at 53 degrees latitude or north. If I live to be 100 years old, I will have lived one quarter of my life at this latitude.

I currently live at 49 degree latitude where “winter” exists for maybe three months. (Yes, I put “winter” in quotes because we often don’t have snow on the ground for all of these months PLUS we will usually only have two to three weeks of cold weather: below -10 degrees Celsius.) You can probably guess where I am going here…

Why are Canadians complaining about the season of “winter” especially those living at my latitude or lower, which is over 75% of the population in Canada?

I have a theory.

Yup, a theory! Feel free to test it with all your family and friends around you.

Canadians that complain about the winter weather have never lived above 50 degrees latitude and simply want to continue with their “summertime” life all year round. I am always sorry to tell these folks that this is a mentality that will lead to absolute failure and even depression. This “all-the-time summertime” mentality isn’t possible because of the weather that exist for most of us.

Snow.

Sleet.

Hail.

Blizzard.

Grue.

Cold temperatures.

And yes, even snow in March!

If you want to bike outside in the winter, you are going to need special tires and clothing. If you want to run, you probably need to resort to an indoor treadmill or strap on some yak tracks. Yes, life needs to ebb and flow throughout the season for us human beings.

We are enjoying every single second of this snow in March as we wind down our winter activities.

Cross country skiing.

Downhill skiing.

Snow fort building.

Sledding.

Snow picnics.

And taking lovely walks in the crunching snow.

(Can you tell I am a Chionophile?)

Embrace every season of your life and see what unfolds. It truly is a beautiful thing.

Happy Sunday funday everyone and love what you do.

xoxo Joanna

P.S. Definitely let me know if you test out my theory about peoples love of winter being determined by where they have lived and if they try to continue with their summertime life. I am so curious myself!