There is something undoubtedly magical about this time of year. As the leaves burst into song, perhaps a part of us does too. Perhaps as the leaves show us the colours of fire and warmth, we can absorb and radiate that energy. So sing on, dear reader, and harmonize with the world around you.
Father Time, I am trapped within your paradox. Trapped within the constant shifting of seconds to minutes to hours to years, Trapped within never understanding why I care more for Deadlines, schedules, dates Than how my days are filled. I am trapped Within a society that values the clock More than the conscience.
The seals seemed to be in perfect harmony with the sand, the waves, and the sky; it was as though nature was in symphony and I, merely the audience. Huddled against the wind in the quiet comfort of warm sand and each other, I longed to be as in accord with my sense of self… Continue reading Why the Pacific Coast Highway is Heaven on Earth
I have never been happier than in a room full of books. Reading has always been my escape. Captured within the pages of countless books are mystical worlds and heroic characters, made real by the words of their creators. Bookstores are my natural habitat, and recently I discovered one that I am certain dropped… Continue reading A Bookstore from Heaven
Defying every obstacle in its path, the seed fought for its limelight, fought against the disbelievers in the belief of a better tomorrow.
A recent excursion to Algonquin Provincial Park rekindled my passion for the preservation of the environment. Ontario Parks harvests trees in such a way that almost half of the wood is unused in order to improve convenience of transport, and it has been this way since the beginning of the logging industry in the 1800s.… Continue reading Nature’s Corpse
I stand here, looking out unto the water between bridges, and realize perhaps this is where I belong; somewhere between worlds, underneath and above, dangling on the edge of satisfaction and serendipity.