Walking the edge
The dawn finds me by the deserted waters edge
I have walked to the end and back. Continue Reading…
The small wonders that strew the everyday: the changing colour or the leaves, the heron waiting quietly at the riverside, a quip between friends, the splash of a coho on its way up the river.
As I stand in the river, everything belonging to life is in this moment: its forms and colours, composition, its harmony with the elements, its joy and its sorrow. Look deeper into nature and you will understand everything… Continue Reading…
Great love is never justified. Like the little tree that springs up in some inexplicable way in the middle of a river: so unusual. How does it survive out there?
Obvious by its rich green colour, it just does. By its own means that we cannot understand, it gets what it needs to survive… Continue Reading…
Nostalgia for the past
An impossible yearning, a longing to go back as life pushes us ever forward. As we sit reminiscing over a particular scent, a ritual that once promised our biggest smile of the day, the poignant sound of a song, or the sight of a certain coffee mug that launches us into a time gone by. Welling up inside, the nostalgia for the past can at times overwhelm you with a sense of loss that knocks the wind out of you. Continue Reading…
Love and Loss
As we move through our days, busy with the chaos, the excitement, and the mundane, there are moments we are struck with deep gratitude for our aliveness—if we’re lucky. A spontaneous adventure with friends, a warm smile from our dog, a calm morning on the water as the sun envelops you. Weaved into this moment we feel the sense of implicit grief, knowing that this moment is not forever. A heavy gift to hold, this ill-fated joy that is called life. Continue Reading…
Therein Lies the Magic
As I venture along the rivers edge with Kula, we make our way up and over fallen logs, through thick bushes and branches, and wade through the shallows. We are searching for a good spot to cast the line.
I am drawn into the silence and solitude; I feel more alive out here, when the talking stops, when I venture out into the enormous emptiness of nature. I love silence. I crave it. Observing the picturesque beauty, listening to the water rushing beside me, watching eagles and herons swooping, and the stunning landscapes surrounding me. Continue Reading…
Beauty is everywhere — you only have to look to see it.
We are wired to miss the vast majority of what goes on around us. As we hurry through the moments and people in our lives each day, most of us have nothing much to say or to think about it. Even with our propensity to snap photos of everything, we still do not stop to really consider what is happening in those photographs.
There is something all of us would benefit from, and that is attempting to draw the things we see around us, regardless of whether we have a talent for doing it. An invaluable practice, when we take time to draw, we are training ourselves to see the world more intimately. Continue Reading…