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November 13, 2012

the soul's aperture

Fresh and clean and continual. It’s a rainy morning in this mountain town. All the green I could ever ask for starts with these little drops. […]
November 13, 2012

the art of paying attention

It is the small details of life that count for me, and I will never apologize for seeing them, for falling in love with them, simple […]
June 29, 2012

miscellaneous bits of kitchen debris

(written September 2008) Today I remember my childhood kitchen. Probably a Saturday, mid morning in Lynn Valley on a rainy day. There was a large picture […]
June 17, 2012

ode to Sḵwx̱wú7mesh

How do you describe a place that has so many gifts, so many mysteries? A place that has adopted you into its family without question, without […]