There’s a light rain, on a bracing October morning in the Oceanside region. It’s Thanksgiving weekend in Canada. I chose to stay on the island, rather than trek back to the mainland. There’s an air of strangeness and uncertainty this month that made me feel it wiser to stay put.
“Balance,” she said. “It’s about balance, and this soil is not even alive right now.” She drove her clawed hand into the ground and closed…
It is time for something new, in all areas of our existential story. We’ve been wearing out our hearts and minds cycling around and battling against the same old paradigms and patterns for long enough. Be aware. Be open. Be honest. Be ready.