Writings

It was a perfect day spent in August with artist friends out plein air drawing & painting in the awe-inspiring old growth forest at Kokanee Creek. Deep cool shade, majestic trees, good friends and fun with a little 'scribble drawing' — a perfect day. These are...

Late this winter I was so lucky to take a dream of a trip to Norway and Scotland, including visits to several beautiful forests. ~~~ Trees and trolls, in a gorgeous forest up at the top of Fløyen Mountain above Bergen, Norway, February 28, 2023 ~~~ A Hurtigruten...

It occurred to me a little while ago that it had been quite a long while since I had been gifted with the finding of a feather in the forest (except of course the ubiquitous Wild Turkey feathers which are everywhere! and are quite wonderful in their own right but so...

Imagining Cougar A Meditation: Calling Spirit Animal to Come I imagine I sit in stillness in the forest in the night, my back to a sheltering tree, senses alive in the darkness. Fear is up within me, excitement, ...and courage arises as I call for it. In this black...

On SURRENDER: In my daily walks through the forest I do a fair bit of communing with trees,and lately what they've been wanting to tell me about is surrender. Imagine . . .From seed planted, randomly falling, miraculously germinating;brand new roots searching . . ....

Follow along with me here, in your imagination We can feel spiritual blissfulness through experiencing beauty.  Beauty can move us so deeply in nature, in the forest ~ through our senses; it is with this body that we’ve been given, with its great capacities to feel,...

What places a little vine growing in the forest can take me! What’s been impressing itself upon me, calling me to ponder upon it recently, is the experience of  beauty in the forest ~ what it feels like, what it means. Come into the forest with me . . . Look at that...

After a difficult week of sorrow, leave-taking, confusion of feelings, relief, drama and frustration: This afternoon, as I stopped for a while in the forest, in an attempt to settle myself: I laid myself down and curled up for a nap, wanting to sink my troubles down...

and the inextricable connection between them • When we witness beauty, profound beauty, it near to breaks our hearts. A beautiful piece of music makes us cry. Beautiful actions, expressions of love between beings also bring us to tears. We feel we can hardly bear the...

The universe, the ‘uni’ 'verse', the 'one' 'song', singing itself into existence, into beingness, and into beauty, endlessly, forever; singing us, and all that is, into being. The music the heavens dance to. The dance of the cosmos.

This morning, heading up the path into the forest I heard a “crash, crash, crash”, through the bush not far from me. I knew it was something big ~ likely either elk or bear, to make that much commotion!  So, of course my curiosity got the better of my caution and I...

It’s November 2nd, All-Hallows-Eve just past; the anniversary of my mother’s passing is tomorrow. The veil between the worlds is thin. I’ve stopped to write this while walking through the forest on the mountainside. The sun is shining, burning off the morning mists...