It is Sunday morning and I look out my kitchen window, alarmed at the silence. There are no bird songs. No pigeons cooing, no seagulls screeching, crows cawing, sparrows … Continue reading Meanwhile, nature enchants.
This morning, at the 23 bus stop in the West End, I heard the overwhelming LOUDNESS of humanity– cars, buses, construction, garbage container being dumped into a truck, a plane … Continue reading The sparrow is mightier than the machine
I walked around Lost Lagoon this afternoon. In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence. ― Robert Lynd I found a heron nest … Continue reading Bird spotting with a yellow legal pad and a walk in the park.
This week started with some bristling uneasiness. But instead of falling into fear and trying to figure out next steps, I decided to give myself this week to take time– … Continue reading I’ve given myself space-time.
I walked around Beaver Lake today. I was infused by the profound beauty of nature. Warm sun. Blossoms. Skunk cabbage. Herons were dancing in the wind above the lake, ducks were … Continue reading Stanley Park. Birds. Angel whispers. And Pledge Drive.
There have been so many changes in my life. Good ones overall, that’s for sure. But I find myself paralyzed in the mornings these days by anxiety. Some days are … Continue reading But the one thing that eases anxiety- always, no matter how tired I am…