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…

Sunday Evening Reflection with Mary Jo Malo

  Tonight, as I look out into my city that is embracing the night, I feel a sense of solidarity that comes from the lights that shine in the darkness.  In a time of uncertainty, we continue to meet challenges together, as a community.  In the darkness, there is light. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe once…

Sunday Evening Reflection: Who has seen the wind?

The wind and trees have a special relationship. Together, they create exquisite music that comes with fluttering leaves and waving branches. The fresh air that trees bestow on this earth brings a sense of well-being.  A recent Instagram post by the UN Food and Agriculture Organization stated that “studies show that trees boost happiness and…

Sunday Evening Reflection: Celebrating Robert Burns

January 25, 2020, the world celebrated Robert Burns, affectionately known as Rabbie Burns, the great Scottish poet and lyricist.  He has been given the honoured titles of National Bard, Bard of Ayrshire and the Ploughman Poet. Whenever I join in the chorus of Auld Lang Syne, I feel a debt of gratitude to Robert Burns,…

Sunday Evening Reflection with Christina Rossetti

  “Tread softly! All the earth is holy ground.”  Christina Rossetti Every Christmas, I listen to poignant Christmas carol, In the Bleak Mid-Winter, which embraces the poetry of Christina Rossetti.  She entitled her poem, “A Christmas Carol.” Christina weaves the story of the humble birth in a stable into a call to action to “do…

Sunday Reflection with Jean-Jacques Fournier

Welcome to Sunday Evening Reflection. I invite you to join me on a quiet walk along the Breakwater District, Victoria, British Columbia. The Poetry of Jean-Jacques Fournier accompanies my thoughts as I look out at the distant horizon.     “ Singlehood ” – rather in between – I contemplate The solitude Of single life, And…