Red Cedar
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Post #2076: Fall turning winter.
It’s crisp here, and I’m in between trips east – trying to catch up and plan all at once. So I leave you with a photo from my neighbourhood walk on Saturday. More shortly.
Post #2075: We never stand still
I have been away from my life most of the last two weeks – first in meditation retreat, and then I left almost straight for Gatineau (the lesser cousin to Ottawa) where I post from now. It feels like forever that I have been… Continue Reading “Post #2075: We never stand still”
Post #2074: Dear World…..
I went away to meditate for seven days, and in his remarks closing the retreat, our teacher Norman Fischer said “Kindness is the only response that makes any sense”. And then we emerged from that silence by the lake to find a world the… Continue Reading “Post #2074: Dear World…..”
Post #2071: I am no zombie expert, but I make a mean pickle….
It has come time to let you know that if you want to hear my voice, and my friend Garth’s take on the connection between community activism, capitalist collapse, colonization, and the zombie apocalypse – there is now an Ideas Documentary that covers all… Continue Reading “Post #2071: I am no zombie expert, but I make a mean pickle….”
Post #2070: A death, a visit to the past, a meditation.
Sometimes when we meditate, the ghosts come knocking. This morning at the zen-do was one of those sits. A friend from years past – Mike Low – died over the weekend, hiking the Cerise Creek trail outside of Pemberton. When he didn’t arrive at… Continue Reading “Post #2070: A death, a visit to the past, a meditation.”
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