Category: Being with what is

Learning. Learning. Learning!

It was just a little pothole. Well maybe a few potholes. I didn’t see them. I looked down at the floor inside my camper: all of my clothes heavily slumped over my bike—the pole I used to hang up my clothing had broken away from the wall where it had been glued and screwed snuggly…

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Miracles!

“Leanne, this is Shannon. I think you two will have a few things in common,” Linda said and then disappeared with her client who was Shannon’s friend. My first three and a half months of exploring Canada had led me into the late autumn months. Snow and cold weather was on its way. I had…

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Listening to the Messages

She jumped in front of my car. It was a good thing I was going very slow on the dirt road. Then she pranced in front of me as if not sure whether to go forward or back. Finally she darted forward and into the bush on the other side of the street. I got…

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I walked into my first book store

I put on my yellow skirt. I wanted to look nice rather than be in my blue jeans. Walking down the street I carried a copy of my book and the Open Me information sheet for the book store. My plan was to walk into book stores and ask them if I could do a…

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It’s Time To Go

Two ants bit me both at once. I was attending a peace circle gathering to celebrate the summer solstice. About twelve of us were sitting outside under a big maple tree. In the center were various meaningful objects holding the context for our meeting. The exercise was to find a place to commune with nature…

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Landing in Canada

I imagined myself landing in Canada, spending a few days with mom and with Greg. Then buying a van and getting on the road. 3 weeks maximum. I mean maybe I might even be on my way in 2. I had it all organised in my mind. “Hey sis,” Greg smiled as he stepped forward…

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