Thursday, May 12, 2016

Traffic n space

Traffic and space are the two words that come to mind. 
Same spot I have stopped before. It's a spot just off highway 81, in a small town called Tully.  Surrounded by space, nestled between the highway, a gas station and an eatery, is Best Western.  

Just for a moment the roar of the passing trucks seems to be quieter and the vastness of the landscape feels peaceful. 

Just for a moment...I sit at a picnic table to eat a sandwich, feel the warmth in the air; other travelers, residents go about, lost and absorbed in their inner world. 

And I in mine!

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

To be or not to be

To understand ones presence in the world.  

To align that understanding beyond ones physical body.  

To see the thoughts and feelings aligned with those thoughts. 

To know that beyond and in between all alignment is a space, a crack.  The space keeps us aligned. 

This "knowing" is the light that filters through the "crack".

Give this light no label and no form, no explanation.  

To go about life with this light on!  Doing what is mine to do...

Monday, April 18, 2016

What is Yoga? The answer within

"Shankra, the commentator on the Upanishads.  Considered the master of non-dualistic doctrine of the universe..."

Listen to Alan Watts views on yoga practice:

Alan Watts - Practice of Yoga

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Spring is here.

The equinox occurs as the sun moves across the celestial equator and the daylight hours become longer. 

I want the light and warmth of the sun.  So I spend the time before the Equinox to clear "my stuff", discard and throw out the doubts and defeating thoughts that will prevent the sunshine to shine, to make my spirits soar.  


Intense it might be, for the lunar eclipse is two days later.  Have the inner discipline, perseverance, and the heart will be gentle and ready to receive, to share.  Each day, each moment will be full of awe and then some - awesome!

Saturday, February 20, 2016

From -23 Celsius to +7, in a span of seven days.

I still have my long jacket.  Light shoes, in a short while the buttons get undone and the gloves are off.  The sun keeps its attention on us, the clouds cooperate by moving aside.  

A vendor has the fruit out for sale.  A sure sign if any of a warmer day.  


Walkers in downtown have come out to greet this day.  Some have a smile, lightness in their walk while others look preoccupied, maybe a frown or seriousness as they cheque their handheld device. I think to myself "they are not aware that they have a hand to hold, it's right next to them".  I walk on. Snapping fotos, looking at the advertisements.  I pass the row of pawnbroker shops.  Recall a time from over thirty years back when I had checked one of the stores.  Not remembering what had I come to pawn, but do remember walking away that I was not getting the market value or even the initial cost for my valuable. 

I keep walking, feel like a tourist a discoverer or an explorer.  

The clock on st James cathedral strikes a note, it's 1:15.  


















Down church street I am now close to st Lawrence market.  Temptation of a croissant takes me inside.  I buy a baguette, memory takes me to the warm baguettes from a bakery in Paris.



A worker in the doorway looks at the passerbys and in a very loud voice shares with his co-worker that he has "let out gas", well of course be just used the one word for it, repeated it many times, descriptive of the occurrence and how he felt.  I keep walking, glad that I was not close enough to feel the impact. 


Another angry walker addresses the three girls who are covering the sidewalk as they walk.  I look up she keeps the "jaunt" in her walk.  


Here is another peace of art I captured in my exploration


I get up from the bench. The limbs a little stiff.  I see. A coffee shop behind me.  I get some tea, looking out the window, I sit with my tea.  A song plays in the background, keeps repeating the word "breakaway"!


The building at the corner of Church/Wellington/Front
And the other side of this corner building 

The ride home