I ponder the virtue of patience, especially in this time of life when it feels like everything is speeding up exponentially. The definition of patience is to accept or tolerate trouble or suffering without getting angry or upset and I came across the most wonderful example of patience while in the high Canadian arctic...the Arctic Woolly Bear moth. This moth is best know for its slow rate of development spending the majority of its 7 year life cycle frozen. It eventually becomes a moth but only for a few weeks. This insect is an attest to the patience we all hold within us. It reminds us to breathe, slow down, and surrender to what is, to what is in front of us, to what is here right now!
Sunday, 9 August 2015
Sunday, 26 July 2015
Trust
As he holds me close I melt into his arms. I lay a vulnerable being, in complete trust, I let go. I feel his hands on my shoulders, I feel his breath on my neck. I surrender. I stop worrying about trying to be perfect, I stop trying to control, I let go. I gain the courage to show my authentic self as he whispers in my ear "everything is going to be ok".
Saturday, 18 July 2015
My Backpack
If my backpack would talk
It would tell a different story than me
It would speak of a journey
Traversing land and sea
It would share a different perspective
Creating another reality
Making sure I remember
Not everything is as it seems
We've been to the same places
India, China, Greenland & more
We've met a lot of people
Seeing love is always at their core
I share a connection with my backpack
It is my best traveling friend
We see each other through adventures
Good and bad, start to end
I know it's looking out for me
I know it's got my back
It is my travel guardian
It's not just some old sack
If my backpack could really talk
It would tell me a thing or two
It would tell me "love with an open heart
It doesn't matter who
We may speak a different language
We all live in a different place
But as long as we remember we're connected
The world will feel safe"
Sunday, 14 June 2015
This Day
Feeling the pain
How do I translate this?
The tears provide a release
I breathe
Restless
I ask for help
What more can I do?
Just breathe
Letting go
I surrender
This day has passed
Deep breath
The tears provide a release
I breathe
Restless
I ask for help
What more can I do?
Just breathe
Letting go
I surrender
This day has passed
Deep breath
Sunday, 7 June 2015
Reflection
I grieve for the days of jumping, skipping, hopping and flipping
I live for the days of forging berries, bathing in the sun, writing poetry and singing songs
We must not close all our doors Just because one has closed
We are human beings full of infinite potential
Transition is a slow and difficult process but what shows itself to us is meant to be there
Time to stop longing for what was and to start embracing the new, the different, the uncomfortable.
Friday, 24 April 2015
Action
I prefer action over talk. I prefer silence over chatter. Let's save our word and use it for social good. Let's go deep and expand our consciousness. Let's share ideas on how to make this world a better place. Then follow up our words with action. In this time of life there is so much talk and very little supporting action. I want to make a change. I want to have a positive impact on this world so future generations can enjoy the beauty I have experienced. When I learn about the province taking land out of the Agriculture Land Reserve (ALR) to build highways and a mega mall or that there was a toxic oil spill in the waters I swim in or that a dam burst which caused a tailings pond filled with heavy metals to mix into our clean water and affect the salmon run I want to cry and release an indescribable amount of frustration. I need an outlet to not only discuss these things but to take action with like-minded people.
Tuesday, 31 March 2015
In the Wild
In the Wild
She moves about with a smile
She runs free
She lives peacefully
In the Wild
She roams mile after mile
She gains energy from the trees
As they speak to her through the breeze
In the Wild
She could stay there for a while
She never wants to leave
She wants access to the seas
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