About Peg Ainsley
Ontario-born Peg Ainsley came west to the Kootenays in her mid-20s, and continued moving west until she ended up in Victoria, British Columbia, Canada. In 2011, she chose to be closer to family and moved to the Alberta prairie sunshine.
She has made her living writing corporately for most of her adult life. On the non-corporate side, Peg began writing screenplays 10 years ago, and she has kept a journal for so long that she now has about 40 journals in storage.
Now in her 60s, Peg brings to her work the perspective of wisdom and humour that comes from the soul. Her writing features a lifetime of experience, Peg's acute powers of observation, and the joy of a creative, determined spirit. And she has not forgotten her corporate expertise. She offers everything from web content to promo materials through www.writerforhireltd.com and is available to help, whatever your location, with all your writing needs.
I'm heading into a meeting and think the rock in my shoe might as well stay outside. I lean against the building in the cool evening air, remove my shoe, tip it upside down, put it back on, and find the sharp, annoying pebble is still there. I … Read more →
On a road trip back to the Kootenay region of British Columbia, a woman encounters some magical and familiar faces.
Peg Ainsley makes her first visit to a naturopath and experiences hope, relief and healing as she is treated with this increasingly popular “alternative” form of medicine.
As Peg prepares to move to another province, she begins selling off many of her possessions — but they say when you get rid of some things you make room for new things. It wasn’t long until she found herself buying instead of selling.
Sometimes the blender that you check and re-check can still fail you, as Peg Ainsley finds out with hilarious but very expensive results.
There may be more than meets the eye to the people around us. Peg Ainsley takes an eye-opening look at what is invisible to most of us, and the impact.
Finding the right use for “that little gift” is best left to procrastinators.
The daughter of a watchmaker reflects on lessons learned in connection to time and timepieces.
After you’ve been swept up in the glitz and glitter of Hollywood and seen the attractions, trying looking up … way up. You’ll see some beautiful architecture often forgotten amidst the bright lights and stars.
It was just before my 61st birthday when I started to notice that “old lady” smell. The distressing thing was that it seemed to be me. You know when you’re out camping and you wake up to yesterday’s sweaty shirt, only now it’s damp in the … Read more →
A Life As A Human Interview: Chelsea and her partner Owiny Morris met a group of street children in Lira, Uganda in 2011 and felt compelled to help them. When they found that there was no government social network to help them they turned to each other and asked a simple question, “Why not us?”
A Life As A Human Interview: Long time traveller turned photographer and philanthropist, Kane Ryan has lived in Mumbai, India for the past 4 years. Working primarily in the Saki Naka slum community building a school, women’s centre and providing healthcare for the community. Over the last 4 years his small non profit has helped Janvi trust and the community turn the Saki Naka slum into one of the cleanest in the city.
A Life As A Human Interview: As filmmaker and writer, Patricia has a passion for large-brained megafauna – from dolphins, to primates, to elephants. Her quest to portray the interrelationships between humans and animals has led her around the globe in pursuit of the issues that threaten these relationships. She is currently working on an advocacy film to raise awareness about the plight of Asian elephants called “Elephants Never Forget.”
Life As A Human
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