Archive for May 2017
Under the Rising Sun
This is really disjointed, but that kind of reflects my thinking this morning. Spring seems to have finally arrived in earnest. Before going to bed last night I left a blind up on the small window of our bedroom that faces east, and when I woke briefly this morning at 4:30 I looked there and…
Read MoreTwo Things
I’m coming to understand two things. One, I’m coming into something that I might not be able to handle. An awareness, a state of understanding, a something or other that might be beyond my skill set. I’ll never make a million bucks off of it like Eckart Tolle, but god willing it’ll give me some…
Read MoreMy Silence
Some mornings I wake up with the sun shining full in our bedroom windows, and the windows are left open slightly overnight to draw in the cool air, so in the mornings they also draw in the sound of the birds in the trees of the park across the street. And when I walk the…
Read MoreThe Small Warmth of the Sun
Billy had gone when the poplars started to bloom, and when they did the last thing he was doing was lying in the winter dead grasses of the hydro cut between the dogs and the dogs laid there with him, Dublin asleep against Billy’s thigh and Maggie at a small distance watching ravens against the…
Read More7:45
It’s a broad shadow at nighttime. An instant thing. First the blinding sun strong against the horizon. Then it sinks to a small sliver of itself above the tops of the mountains. And then finally, suddenly, it hides behind Mount Rundle and those of us below begin to shiver in the cold and wrap ourselves…
Read MoreSponge
I take deep breaths throughout the day. In the morning, walking the dogs in the park across the street, I admire the pine trees with Mount Lady MacDonald framing them and I breath deeply five times. It’s a conscious and slow breath, the feeling of clean mountain air filling my lungs. It helps me center…
Read MoreHazards
Originally published on dyckknows.com: I’m sure everyone who participated in RMCC’s Rubber Mallet ride last night didn’t have as philosophical a ride as I did. This was the third or fourth time I’ve ridden with this group, and it was the third or fourth time I was bringing up the rear. As most of these…
Read MoreSomething Good
Today I’ll try to do things differently. I took yesterday as a pretty bad day. I slept poorly and had troubles getting myself out of bed. My first interactions with others were negative, a staff member complaining to me, “don’t take this personally”, but it was. An old friend posted his post-mortem letter to his…
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