Of Worlds

By K D | August 12, 2017

At the risk of arrogance, I’ll say that I am the soul of this valley. I am the very fabric of being here. There are others more involved on human levels, but I am the essence of what this place is and when I move, I will be the soul of that place too. There…

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Getting on With It, Bike Culture

By K D | August 10, 2017

I was reminded tonight that in much of what we do, there’s a threshold past which discomfort can be shattered. I was tired after work and almost called off my ride. Changing into my kit my body already felt heavy, but I looked out the window at the darkening sky carrying its threat of rain…

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Good Will

By K D | August 6, 2017

I wonder how far you can get on good will and spiritual need. People are tied to the land on which they live. If you’re in a city and surrounded by concrete and steel (you poor bastards), there’s a certain element to that. If you can thrive in that element, that clinical, right-angled and structured…

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By K D | July 29, 2017

There are times when I forget my edge, that I’m jagged energy and full of friction. There are times I forget that my being drop kicks its way through time. There’s no downward dog here. I am stillness and pensive, but not passive. This is who I am, not a bad thing. At the top…

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Writers Block

By K D | July 26, 2017

I’ve been struggling to get something down on paper since my Speak and Listen post. I literally have five pieces that I’ve started and am working on, each a few hundred words each, but none of them is congealing. I’ve got bits about two guys baking in the sun, a few words about seeing old…

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Naramata Road

By K D | July 17, 2017

“I have water for you. There’s a fountain down the road a little.” “Thank you. You’re being very nice.” “It’s the least I can do after trying to steal your bike.” The two men laugh gently. “I’ll never forgive you for that.” “I can live without forgiveness.” They laugh again.   Billy and Jim in…

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Speak and Listen

By K D | July 12, 2017

I get that I overstay my welcome on the internet. People want quick sound bites, things to instantly hate or adore. So I apologize ad infinitum for thinking, and also for simply blurting out what I’m thinking about without thinking critically about those thoughts. My fuel is emotion which isn’t always conducive to reason, and…

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A More than Half Full Moon

By K D | July 12, 2017

Billy knew that when the curtains were pulled across the windows of the trailer that he shouldn’t come in. He looked up at a moon that was more than half-full that hung above the pine tree on the land as though stabbed there on the pinnacle branch, and the moon and tree were framed in…

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Meeting the Eye

By K D | July 11, 2017

There are a couple of components to this, but I think they’re related. One of which I’ve been meaning to write about for a while now, the other which is cuttingly fresh. By the way, I’m writing this with the cat sleeping between my outstretched and now numb legs. The lengths I go to to…

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Digging Deep

By K D | June 29, 2017

Lately, I’ve been going through my days on the surface, just kind of skimming along without any real connection to what I’m doing. The content hasn’t changed, I still ride my bike, walk the dogs, work. But I do all of this not truly aware of what I’m doing, without focus and without care. I…

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