Entrance forbidden Is no match for playful souls Wildly, we roam free.
Tag: Nature
Winter at Dusk
It was dusk, And I decided to wander off the beaten path, the one that was taking me safely back home, without much adventure. I came across tiny footprints imprinted in the soft snow, and followed the clues to a large open field, guided by trees reaching into the sky, striving to be none other [...]
When I was 80…
I just got home from Chapters - I spent the afternoon there reading. I have exactly three weeks before my next book club meeting on the 21st, and my goal is to read the whole book at Chapters (can't buy them all!). The book selection for this month is "Stay With Me" by Ayobami Adebayo. It's [...]
Keep Calm and Skate On
Yesterday afternoon I went skating near my house at the Kanata Beaver Pond. There is something about the motion of skating that is meditative, going around in circles, over and over and for some reason never wanting to stop. I even played with the hockey stick and puck that were left there by some kids, [...]
A Walk To Remember
It was a gorgeous day today, sunny and only -3 degrees! (balmy for January in Ottawa). In the afternoon, my Mom and brother went shopping, my Dad took a nap, and I decided to take a long walk. Well initially I thought it would be a short one, but I ended up walking and exploring [...]
As It Should Be
Often times we think that things should be different than they are. 'If only' this wasn't happening right now, or if that person acted differently, then we would feel better, happier, more fulfilled. Something that I try to remind myself of is that everything is exactly as it should be. There is perfection in the [...]
Nature by Numbers
Can you see fractals in the treetops? A pattern that knows itself, like the laughing Buddha Meditating under the Bodhi tree. Branch by twig, and twig by branch, Spinning, whirling, multiplying – Writing into the sky. Count the spirals on a pinecone: Eight, thirteen, or twenty-one; Knowingly, they turn to the centre, while Fibonacci’s rabbits [...]
A Divine Life
Autumn is here.... and the leaves crunching beneath my feet make me think of passion, poetry, and play. I wrote this poem a few years ago about how life is like a play, and we all play our part on this dazzling world stage. Thank you to one of my students for coming up with [...]
