What is it like to make amends? Can you find a reason to apologize to someone? What does that take in you? I apologized to someone today for an unwise speech act. I did it because these two – my partner and son – among other on my home island matter to me. Because small instinctive it’s can have a long term impact on relationships. Feels good to apologize and I hope it’s accepted. The sacrifice of pride and ego has its return in a feeling of peace.
A time of renewal of the spirit, for crossing thresholds, sustaining goodness and returning to life. The weather has been glorious over the past couple of days and yesterday Caitlin organized a trip into Vancouver for our little local improv group. We loaded up a friend’s sailboat with food and cheer and set sail for Granville Island where we took in a Theatresports game. Coming home an incredible moon rose behind the Vancouver skyline and as we rounded Point Atkinson an outflow gale got started. We sang songs, told stories, recited poetry and snuggled under fleece blankets, welcoming the wind …
It must be spring. The fiddleheads are ready to pick, salmon berry bushes in full bloom and today Nancy’s Taco shack opened on the pier. I took my lunch there waiting for the noon ferry and contemplating the recent effect that our new Council is having on our community. The natural world keeps me upbeat, Nancy’s tacos nourish, but there are times when my optimism wanes.
This is me. This is the bay I live by. These mountains are the east wall of the fjord that holds the island that I live on. Years ago a well known islander gave me the advice about living here that, if I’m in it for the long haul, I would need to develop a practice of witnessing. In the ten+ years I have lived here a lot has changed and I’m finally beginning to realize what that role of witness means. There is a sharp division here between private and public, growing sharper every year. I believe that the …
After twelve days on the road followed by a further day of work at home and battling a flu I finally have a day off. This morning the wind is gusting off the sea and it’s dry. The forest is drying out, kinglets and sparrows flitting around and eagles are being chased by the crows who are trying to nest in peace. I feel the same way. Letting all that soaked through me just drain out. Watching an afternoon scooter match between Manchester United and Blackburn, drinking tea and smoothies and walking in the woods with my beloved. I’ll have …