"There are versions of me that only exist because I was, and still am, loved by them."
~ Laducb

Buckin' Hell 50K

A good day on Mount Seymour.

So how was it ... your life without me?

Dream of Flying ~ Brian Crain

Herons

You arrived in March.
6 or 8 of you?
Settled in the trees around the pond,
Around Lilium's spot no less!!
(Is that a coincidence?)
So much busy-ness.
So many flights, this way, that way, swooping, soaring.
Gathering branches, building nests.
A rookery.
In time, the chicks arrived.
Wonderful watching them grow.
So noisy at feeding time.
So much Life. Hope. Potential.
May you thrive.

Forest Bird Song

Pair of fledgling crows
Siblings?
Sleeping peacefully under the oak
Streaks of blue, silver underwing
May your spirits soar

Who mourns the creatures that die quietly alone on the forest floor?

That time herding ducks. May you thrive.

So many little streams.
Carving canyons through me.

The weather within me,
And the weather without.
It's all weather.

Practice presence.
Make presence an intention.
What part of you brings you back?

All journeys end.
Use that as your canvas.

Caballo getting it done at Bristow.

Gratitude and Sorrow

The Last Night on Darillium ~ The Husbands of River Song ~ Doctor Who

Heartbeats ~ José González

Little wonders to remember: northern flicker, sparrow, slugs, rats, squirrel, field mouse, herons and their chicks, duck and her ducklings, hummingbird nesting, fledgling crow in the X. And of course owls ... how could I forget the owls?

Run For Water 50K

I DNFd but it was such a beautiful day on Sumas Mountain. Gratitude and Sorrow found me resting on a rock on the last climb.

Scars, in the shadows
Move unbidden into the light of awareness
Manifest in thought, feeling, word, act
And return to the shadows.

"Awareness becomes consciousness when it has an object. The object changes all the time. In conciousness, there is movement; awareness by itself is motionless and timeless, here and now."
~ Nisargadatta Maharaj