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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 Writing a Controversial FB Post (Oct. 29th, 2021)

Two years ago, during C@vid, I made this post to encourage every single person in my life. Back then and now, I made a commitment to never share my personal opinion or share anything about my personal health during this time of the greatest science experience during our family’s life. We made the commitment to watch without judgement, to pray without ceasing and to support every single person in our lives.

After I posted these words, I received emails about waxing and masks plus judgement that I was anti-wax and anti-mask. I found this very interesting.

Here is the post from two years ago, and you can take a look for yourself and reflect on where you were at two years ago with your friends who were stressed working in health care, friends who were stressed in general and others that were discriminated against here in British Columbia because they wouldn’t share their health status.

Humbly, here we go with sharing the FB post that included my smiling face and a big old high five hand in the front of the frame:

“High five on this Friday 🖐🏻 to the people who are waxed and unwaxed. To people who are doing their best every day. 😅🤗 To the people grieving deep loss from C, to the people afraid to see their doctors because of C, to the friend who’s family won’t speak to her because she isn’t waxed (even though she is now waxed but isn’t telling them!), to people supporting children with new neurological issues and cousins with enlarged hearts due to waxing. To people’s whose passion is coaching, but no longer can because their doctor is not recommending they get waxed. I SEE YOU!!! 🤩😍 I am NOT a fan of coercion or incentives for people to get waxed. I am NOT a fan of people having to police 👮🏻 other people (unless you are a police officer, of course)🙏🏻It’s obvious to me looking at numerical data and the hearts of my AMAZING friends, we need to do something different than the 100% focus on waxing. 😳😳😳😳 I am a FAN of seeing people healthy and free!

🥰 Thank you to ALL our coaches TODAY, and ALWAYS, who pour into our children and inspire them daily. Sending you LOVE today. 💞💞

… and that’s all folks, that was the post that I am sure has some of the people in my life judging me in a certain light. It simply is a reminder for me that “we don’t see things how THEY are, we see things how WE are.”

Keeping being you and love what you do.

xoxo Joanna

Be Praying for Yourself

When I started praying for the leadership of our school two years ago, I never knew that I would end up praying for myself.

On the post-it-note on my computer monitor I wrote:

🙏🏻 Wisdom

🙏🏻 Hope

🙏🏻 God to fill in the gap

🙏🏻 Encouragement/Strength

🤩 JOY

(Those that know me know that I LOVE post-it-notes.)

Yesterday, it became public knowledge that I will be starting a new job this summer. I will be the HCOS Regional Administrator for the NORTH! (Kind of like a Vice Principal in the campus system, but different because I teach and work in the virtual world of home learning.)

Yes, you heard it and no, we aren’t moving. I will be supporting and serving the teachers and families working and living in the north from our house here in KCity, but then travelling up north a few times per year for meetings and events. This northern girl will have part of her heart back in the north because of her beautiful work!

Who loves a good northern road trip? MEEEEEEEEE!

Williams Lake, Prince George, Tumbler Ridge, Burns Lake, Terrace, Dawson Creek, Fort St. John and wherever else I am lead to go… watch out, I am coming for a visit and most likely bringing the boys too! Isn’t it cool that I can bring my boys to work as well. My school truly loves and support families, including my own.

This is really the best of learning and teaching in all ways!

New job coming soon: August 1st, 2023

Have a super duper uper Saturday and love what you do.

xoxo Joanna

Be Having No Time

I don’t have time to talk about you because if you are an important person in my life I am talking TO you.

I don’t have time to worry about if you have lost or gained weight, I am 100% focused on my own health.

I don’t have time to ponder what you are doing with your life, but I am praying that you would have a life filled with love, joy and peace.

I don’t have time to wonder why you left my life and want nothing to do with me as I am completely enveloped with love by the people who choose to spend time with me.

I don’t have any time to think about who you love or want to marry, I am focused on making my own relationships better.

I don’t have time to wonder why my family of origin has fallen far apart since my mom died. The rich relationships that have filled this Grand Canyon gap from my mom’s death and the ‘chosen family’ who shower us with encouragement are greater than any gift I could imagine.

I don’t have time to judge what you do with your money, your time or your relationships because God is showing me all the good He is doing through knowing you.

I don’t have time. I don’t believe in busy. I don’t believe in missing anyone.

I create time.

Busy is a swear word.

If I miss you, I reach out to you. The only people I miss are dead. They definitely don’t have any time.

Make time for what’s important to you folks.

Have an epic Monday and love what you do.

xoxo Joanna

Be Leaving a Legacy (5th Anniversary)

December 26th, 2013 7:00am

The lady that will leave the largest legacy in my life left the earth.

Five years ago.

She breathed her last breath.

My dad at her side.

My boys and I sleeping at her house.

December 26th, 2018 7:00am

I set an alarm.

I woke and took a deep breath.

I began to ponder this adventure we have created these last five years and I must admit that I am shocked it has been five years living on this earth without my mama.

Some days, my breath gets taken away with grief and it seems like just moments ago that I was told that my mom had died. Other days, it feels like she has been gone for a hundred years. It truly is like the disciple Peter says: “With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. “

On days like today, I am able to look back and see five distinct legacies that my mom created for me and my boys:

  1. My Mama was thoughtful! She was incredibly present with her people and truly saw how she could add value to their everyday life. She used her “spidey sense” to buy the best gifts. She really saw people and what they needed. Most days, she was the gift people needed.
  2. My Mama was a “mover”! She was cycling in Mallorca, Spain eight months before she died, cycling up to 90km per day. If she said that she was going to do something, she did it. Plain and simple. Joanna, “I was to learn Spanish!” Boom, at 65 years old she signed herself up for a Spanish class. My Mama was an athlete her whole entire life from living on the farm, to playing basketball, to being one of the first moms to join a gym and finally her passion for cycling, hiking and cross country skiing. My mama was woman of her word and a mover to boot.
  3. My Mama was creative! Whether it was when she was quilting, creating in the kitchen or working in her garden, my mom always added her own flare to what she was doing. She was never afraid to try new recipes or create something with our boys, even if it involved sparkles. My Mama was a creator.
  4. My Mama was not perfect! She was the person who gave me permission to be perfectly imperfect. I saw her shed tears over the things that her relatives chose to do to her and I saw her unsure at how to respond. I saw her get angry and apologize. I heard her speak about other people and also then apologize. I watched her when I was younger as she moved jobs and share what it was really like to work as a teacher in an antiquated system. My Mama was a human “being”.
  5. My Mama was LOVE! At 7:00am in the morning when the boys wanted to watch cartoons, she would let them crawl into bed with her. Whenever we showed up at her front door, my Mama always gave the very best hugs and made space for us in her life. Every time, I needed to talk with her, she listened. She listened really, really well. Time. Hugs. Listening. And so much more than my simple words can convey. Who could ask for anything more? Pure love!

Today on December 26th, we put on our skinny skis and went down the nordic trails to remember my Mama and my boys’ super Nana. We talked about the legacy that she has left for each of us. We cried. We laughed. We sent a balloon up to heaven. In rememberance. As a symbol of our connectness and the legacy that will never leave each of us.

With gratitude for every moment that I could spend with my Mama here on earth.

For the legacy she left.

With gratitude for the Mama that I now get to be for my boys.

For the legacy I will leave.

Thoughtful.

Mover.

Creative.

Imperfect.

LOVE.

And the greatest of these is love.

Unconditional.

Unwavering.

Unforgettable.

LOVE.

Remembered on the trails today.

And every day as we live out our legacy now!

Leave a beautiful, imperfectly perfect legacy my friends.

Love, Joanna

Be Seeking Solitude

I ain’t small. 

I can use a gym voice.  

I have spent a plethora of time in gymnasiums and ice rinks.  

I love chatting to strangers and hearing others stories.  

I have filled a whole bunch of air with my words.  

Through the inspiring women currently surrounding me, I am realizing that solitude and silence fills the air with more.  

My words matter when there are less of them, leaving space for others.  

My being matters when there is less of me “out there”. 

Solitude is my sanctuary.  

Silence is my place to be.  

Seeking solice in space within. 

Re-reading books for a second time, which is unheard of for me. 

Pondering Henri J.M Nouwen’s words on silence: 

“Silence makes us pilgrims.

Silence guards the fire within.  

Silence teaches us to speak. 

Silence is the mystery of the future world.”

Be seeking solitude.  

In silence.  

Being me.  

———-

With gratitude for showing me the beauty and safety of silence: Annette and Miriam. (You can find Miriam at: http://www.miriamdesjardins.com

Be Learning a Peace Prayer from St. Francis of Assisi

I came across a prayer.

For peace!

I can’t believe I had never heard about this prayer nor St. Francis.

Our family is going to learn this prayer as we enter into the Christmas season.

Here is the adult version: IMG_6954.JPGAnd the family friendly one: IMG_6955.JPG
Praying for peace.

In my boys’ hearts.

In my home.

In my community.

As we live.

Vote.

Breathe.

Shop.

Enter into Christmas craziness.

Prayer for peace.

Thank you St. Francis of Assisi.