The time for Big and Hairy is now…and ladies…I’m not referring to a guy or suggesting you pump up your calf muscles and grow out your leg hair. Do you know what a BHAG is? A Big Hairy Audacious Goal is a strategic business statement which is created to focus an organisation on a single medium-long term organisation-wide goal which is audacious, likely to be externally questionable, but not internally regarded as impossible...

“At first, dreams seem impossible, then improbable, and eventually inevitable.” –Christopher Reeve It’s hard to believe that what started as a Big Hairy Audacious Dream, less than a year ago, turned into an Adventure of Hope filled with more connection, purpose, and love than I could have imagined. Thanks to the contributions of 110 individual donors and the corporate sponsorship of GO Overseas, CLOUD, First Descents, and Flight Centre...

As I sit in a little cafe in Santa Teresa, Costa Rica, I can’t help but reflect on the final day of my final volunteer placement on this Adventure of Hope and I’m feeling such a kaleidoscope of emotions that I can’t begin to share each of them with you. Thankfully Henry Rollins has found the words to say exactly what is on my heart. A huge thank you to GVI for providing opportunities for young people to volunteer around the...

With charcoal clouds hunching over the mountains and the morning breeze vanishing into stillness, the air has become so dense, I could almost breaststroke through it. My cargo shorts slide across my thighs like white glue on a Kindergarten construction paper masterpiece, and I tip my dripping-with-condensation water bottle into the air and catch drips of moisture as they tumble from my chin to my chest. After five weeks of life amidst the...

With sweat building under the rim of my helmet, my toes baking beneath the sun’s 9:00am glare, and each breath a smorgasbord of motorcycle exhaust, it’s just another morning in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. A month ago when I arrived in Ha Noi, each crash-defying ride on a motorcycle had me glued to my host, arms latched around her waist and pulse in a dead sprint. Now, as nonchalantly as a local (although I opt for SPF 45 instead of a...