Edges to Stillness the oceanside taught me, and continues to teach that there are no edges there are no edges in life edges are just a perception of what we are willing to accept and what we are willing to let go of to give of ourselves more fully and the bridge between these perceptions […]Read More Edges to Stillness
The warm smoke flows almost invisibly over the silken, silver sand of “Wikkaninish” beach on Vancouver Island’s North West Coast. Harmonizing the fresh salt air; the sweet sun-warmed berry leaves hedging the shore; the richly diverse grasses lend themselves indulgently to the massage of each new gust. Not one thing, not even I, is separate […]Read More Returning Om. A Meditative Break On The West Coast.
There once lived a peculiar young girl. You couldn’t really pick out what made her peculiar immediately, unless of course there was a familiar peculiarity in your own life that prepared you to recognize the minute signs in others. Of course, she had an ordinary kind of appearance that may not necessarily draw you to […]Read More Light Enough to Travel
Cozy wrapped and floorbound Not a thing dares to move – for this is the new beginning Evening stretches so far from the city sirens taking to the hush before a kiss The first snow steals my breath and casts me into bliss Blessing the world outside my window With a change of tempo Adulthood […]Read More untitled