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Spring Tulips

Spring Tulips

I just finished sending an email to a friend who now lives in Europe, and it reminded me of a picture I had taken in the spring of this year. In May, she and her husband, now living in Europe, came to Vancouver for a visit. The week before she arrived, I passed by this […]

Feeling like a Griffin

A griffin is a mythical creature with the body and tail of a lion and the head and wings of an eagle. In most mythologies in which the griffin appears, it is a figure that commands respect. Throw in some wisdom, strength, and resourcefulness and you have a powerful creature indeed. Since my post, Resilience, […]

Jupiter in the House – Fragment #71

These past few years have been extremely challenging for Sandra. She has been lost for some time now. Lost behind a mask carefully crafted, providing sanctuary for a face the world will never see. But in her mirror, her eyes reveal planetary movements that shift her from Jupiter’s good intentions into cosmic revelations of doors […]

Let Down

In the last week of February, I walked into a hornet’s nest, figuratively speaking. I was having a conversation with a friend and made a comment about getting together for coffee after she returned from a business trip. She then proceeded to bring up an issue she had with a habit of mine. I listened […]

Letters – Fragment #60

Over the summer months, he had been traveling around the country visiting family and friends who had once been important to him, but with whom he,  for one reason or another, had lost contact with. Because she hadn’t been invited, she hadn’t asked if she could accompany him on this sacred journey of rediscovery. So, […]

A Flower Bed can be an Anagram Too

I met BW this past Saturday when I was buying fresh produce at the West End Vancouver Farmers Market. I was actually on my way home, loaded down with 2 bags, when I stepped onto the boulevard on the north side of Comox to get out of the crush of people so that I could […]

Measuring Stick for Friendship

There is this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger and your whispers softly echo. It is the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me. Gretchen Kemp At my previous place of employment, during a casual conversion we were having, a coworker made several […]