Sunday Evening Reflection: Untitled

The Vancouver Mural Festival commemorated its 5th Year of bringing art to the buildings of Vancouver.   In three weeks, from August 18 to September 7, artists from around the world came together to create over sixty murals in nine neighbourhoods.   Vancouver Mural Festival 2020 embraced the power of art to give hope. During a…

Sunday Evening Reflection: The Voice of Oceans

“It is a curious situation that the sea, from which life first arose should now be threatened by the activities of one form of that life. But the sea, though changed in a sinister way, will continue to exist; the threat is rather to life itself.” Rachel Carson, The Sea Around Us Tonight, I am…

Sunday Evening Reflection: Lois Hole – A Life Well Lived

Whenever I travel to St. Albert, Alberta, my first visit is to the St. Albert Public Library. In front of the library doors, the bronze sculpture of Lois Hole, entitled “Legacy of Love & Learning” welcomes me with a poignant reminder of a life well-lived. “The monument was created by the renowned Alberta sculptor Barbara…

Sunday Evening Reflection: Art is Our Story

“The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live.” Auguste Rodin We are now entering the fourth month of Covid19 solitude, which has pushed us to find new ways of connecting, learning and working. Our daily routines have changed to accommodate a more structured and solitary existence. We recognize…

Earth Day Celebrates 50 Years

April 22, 2020 will mark 50 years of Earth Day. “I turned my face more exclusively than ever to the woods, where I was better known.” Henry David Thoreau, Walden Earth Day is 50 years Strong. Today, April 22, 2020, the world celebrate Earth Day. This year’s theme is climate action, a challenge that requires…

Sunday Evening Reflection – Spring Awakening

“That is one good thing about this world…there are always sure to be more springs.” L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea “And the Spring arose on the garden fair,Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breastRose from the dreams of its wintry rest.”Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Complete Poems Whenever…