A morning visit to the Art Gallery of Ontario recently and the powerful beauty of the evening sky invoked something ancient and deep within which I would like to share. I attended a ceremony honouring the indigenous children who never returned home from the residential school system they attended; the dead, the surviving and the…
Staying at downtown Toronto hotel due to an environmental issue in my home, I gaze out over beautiful Lake Ontario. West Lakeshore skyline glowing gold with the dawn of realization. RA, the Sun God fertilizing Earth with seeds of light. Below me, the occasional car, cyclist or jogger smoothes by. A few seagulls to follow…
This is a city bus shelter. Every morning I walk the dog. She usually chooses our route. Last week, at least once a day, she took me past this bus shelter where a man was living. The man often held a cigarette and could usually be found sitting hunched over on the bench chatting harmlessly…
Morning has broken the veil of the illusion of darkness. Perfection is a trap. When will we, as the human race, realize WE ARE NOT BEING PUNISHED FOR ANYTHING! as many of the worlds “religions”, including Christianity would and have made us believe. When knocks and bumps come along our journey, as they inevitably will,…
It’s no secret that I love you. I don’t have to like you to love you. Love is acceptance. To love you is to accept you just the way you are without trying to change you. To love myself is to accept myself just the way I am. NOW. I struggle some days, often during…
My Medicine is Love 