Sunday Evening Reflection: Shh…The Herons are Nesting

Beacon Hill Park in Victoria, British Columbia brings the abundance of nature into vibrant city life. Situated along the shore of Juan de Fuca Strait, the 200 acres of pristine parkland was originally set aside as a protected area in 1858 by Sir James Douglas, governor of the Colony of Vancouver. Beacon Hill Park’s traditional name,…

Sunday Evening Reflection: The Words of Emily Carr

“More than ever was I convinced that the old way of seeing was inadequate to express this big country of ours, her depth, her height, her unbounded wildness, silences too strong to be broken – nor could ten million cameras, through their mechanical boxes, ever show real Canada. It had to be sensed, passed through…

Sunday Evening Reflection: The Moss Lady

“Even a soul submerged in sleep is hard at work and helps make something of the world.”  Heraclitus, Fragments Sleep is our best friend, bringing us the gifts of good health and well-being and allowing us to live our best life. In our joy of being awake, we cannot forget that sleep allows us many…

Sunday Evening Reflection: Desiderata

“You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.”   Tonight, I am going back in time to the moment I first heard Desiderata,…

Sunday Evening Reflection in Emily’s Garden

“I think that one’s art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows.”  Emily Carr Welcome to Sunday Evening Reflection.  I invite you to join me in a walk through Emily Carr’s…

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…