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…
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…
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…
Every morning, my coffee steeps in a tin pot, as Kula carries her favourite toy back and forth from one end of the room to the other, whimpering—a post-breakfast happy dance. I used to sit down and draw during this time, but my pencil hasn’t touched a piece of paper in quite some time. Thinking back to when I would leap out of bed with an idea, and as my hand travelled around the page—pure joy—as I giggled to myself when it linked up a funny quip. Continue Reading…
It was a stunning orange sunrise as I began walking the river’s edge, quietly searching for the perfect spot to be in solitude—with Kula of course!
Navigating the shore, while simultaneously navigating the tug of emotions inside my heart. Somehow no matter how hard you try to forget, life’s experiences seep into crevices of your psyche, and settle into the depths of your being. Like a river, they’re carried with you through space and time, tumbling beneath the surface. Continue Reading…
It feels like a dream vanishing before I can make full sense of it, not knowing what was true and what was created by imagination. It was so beautiful and real, emotionally intense; and surrounded in with a warm glow. One of the most beautiful times of my life, and a feeling of being about to discover something incredible…and then suddenly I was awake. Continue Reading…
An early morning bike ride leads me up the winding climb and into quiet solitude of the forest. This trail network doesn’t see as many riders—exactly what I was searching for. I brought my bear spray today, I considered that to be a better option than punching a bear in the nose in an effort to save Kula… Continue Reading…