Blog de Mylène Otou

Today is a day in which women are celebrated "out there", aka in the "world". And as for any feast that is not an official Catholic one, us Catholics ask ourselves if we should join the crowd. Most of us do without thinking twice, while a few systematically reject the idea, saying it is not "our" feast. I believe that we, as lay people especially since we are not vocationned to be recluded from the world, are called to give a different testimony in a world in which countervalues rule. We cannot hide in our churches and let the world out there "celebrate" without giving our 2 cents. We must celebrate OUR way. Today is a day in which women are celebrated worldwide. On Instagram, there are plenty of ads of famous women in the music industry, among others, who have show a strong "girl power" along the years. More often then not, those woman are half naked and showcasing their body in any way possible. I grew up thinking that was "g...

During the summer of 2018, I was asked by the Youth Leader of the Shalom Catholic Community in Toronto to form a small group to go to the Panama World Youth Day. Little did I know that this mission within my missionnary life would change it drastically, and eventually lead me where I am today, singing lead in one of Brazil's most famous Catholic bands, Missionário Shalom. For those who don't know what the World Youth Day is, let me break it down for you. The WYD for dummies Imagine a huge encounter with young people from all over the world (millions of them), most of them happen to be Catholics. They meet in a different place every 2 or 3 years and live amazing moments together for one week, from Monday to Sunday. Usually, the week before, they go to another part of the country or region to know it a bit more and evangelize. By the middle of the WYD week, they receive a special guest: none other than the Pope himself, who stays with them until the end of the week. The Wor...

I remember my teenage years. That one night, I went to a party with my friends and it so was jam packed we weren't able to get in. As we were waiting inside the "abribus" to go back home, defeated from our failed outing, I noticed un unusual smell. "What's that smell?" I asked. My friend at the time, who visibly had more experience than me in the things of life, replied "It's weed, duuuh!" I remember feeling ashamed and ignorant for not knowing what weed smelled like. Over the years, I would have a few encounters here and there with the substance, which even though was illegal at the time, was quite common in parties and pretty much anywhere where young people gathered, with the exception perhabs of Church groups. After trying a couple of times, by the time I was 20 I had lost interest in having any more of it, so I would pass when being offered. Perhabs because by then, I had seen the destructive effects it had on some particular young pe...

My family is from Cameroon. My parents decided to go back there for retirement 10 years ago now. Last Sunday October 8, Cameroonians went out to vote for the president of the Republic. The thing is, we have had the same president for the last 36 years. The man is older than Pope Francis, just to give you an idea. Yet, a big part of the population still supports him. So let's just say the results of the elections, which are still being compiled after a week, shall surprise no one.    On the same day Cameroon was voting, so was Brazil, a beloved country of mine in which I have lived, and with which I still have a strong bond, as the Community I am a part of is from there, and therefore most of my brothers in Christ. Not to mention hundreds of Facebook friends of mine. So as much as I tried not to get dirty and to close my eyes and ears to what's going on in that country, it is pretty much impossible.   Let me make a brief recap for those who might not kno...

During the past ten years of my life, I have been travelling around the world. To be more specific, I have lived in Spain, Mexico, France, Cameroon and Brazil. Besides these countries where I lived for at least 3 months each, I visited many more. Looking for what? Not sure. Some said love, others a purpose, I just felt like I wanted a place that felt good, that I could call home, as many life events had removed the home feeling from my hometown Montreal. Well, as a girl who grew up in Montreal, I never imagined that the place where I would eventually settle would be Toronto. THE Big City/Economic Center of Canada Toronto. And yet, that is the city where it was written that I would spend an undetermined amount of years of my life. Well, it has been a year since I arrived here now. I have spent a great deal of time analyzing this city, comparing it to my hometown Montreal, writing articles about how Montreal is so much better than Toronto. Yet, today I decided to publish this new artic...

I wasn't going to watch it. As was actually at work (yes, I work on Saturday mornings at 7 AM - believe it or not, I chose this schedule!). And even there, there was not escape from it, with the news screen only talking about it and showing clips of it all day.   That’s how I found myself, on a rather non-busy morning, tuning into CNN live to see live moments of the wedding. I didn’t expect to be moved in any way. I mean, as a Black woman, the whole “Half Black girl in the Royal family” thing sure had touched me in some kind of way. But as I my work day went on, I found myself particularly moved by the whole ceremony, to the point where I decided to write this article. Here’s what I take away from this special and historical event. Love and weddings still exist As our society and mentalities change, we now live in a world in which getting married is not necessary anymore. For many, marriage is an unnecessarily stressful and expensive commitment that does not add...