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Navigatio: September 2015
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All roads lead to books. Monday, 28 September 2015. In Japan, they have a term for the restorative time spent in nature: forest bathing. There is even a field of Japanese science called Forest Medicine, which studies how time spent in the woods benefits our immune systems. The word "bathing" is apt for the sense of being immersed in what feels like a different medium, being washed clean. I literally can't remember. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Good Places to Write. ALONE ON A BOR...
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All roads lead to books. Saturday, 7 January 2017. Coffee machine in a gas station on the way to Marco Polo airport. Although I'm not normally a coffee drinker, I've been longing for the caffe macchiato I had in Italy. I recently read an article. From https:/ oliveonblonde.wordpress.com/tag/plastic/. Somehow the waste of the paper cup and the waste of the experience are linked in my mind. Why are we North Americans so good at taking a good thing and "improving" it to the point of ruining it? You might th...
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Navigatio: October 2016
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All roads lead to books. Saturday, 29 October 2016. West Coast trail: one step in front of the other. When I wake up in the middle of night and can't get back to sleep, I lie listening to the owls calling from the tall pines down the street from our house. I read that the call of the great-horned owl has been "translated" in our language to "Are you still up? Me too." That middle of the night, nameless anxiety that I feel is both echoed and soothed by their voices, resonating into the darkness. We had be...
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Navigatio: West Coast trail: one step in front of the other
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All roads lead to books. Saturday, 29 October 2016. West Coast trail: one step in front of the other. When I wake up in the middle of night and can't get back to sleep, I lie listening to the owls calling from the tall pines down the street from our house. I read that the call of the great-horned owl has been "translated" in our language to "Are you still up? Me too." That middle of the night, nameless anxiety that I feel is both echoed and soothed by their voices, resonating into the darkness. We had be...
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Navigatio: May 2016
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All roads lead to books. Saturday, 28 May 2016. To leave the phone behind is the obvious solution. But that would mean a consciousness about the potential for these random moments of beauty that seems contradictory, un-zen. I was just out to find some sticks. I told David I'd be back in half an hour. I brought my phone along partly for safety. I did mention the picked-clean bones? One seeks and seeks but cannot find. One then gives up and the answer comes by itself." Alan Watts. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Navigatio: January 2017
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All roads lead to books. Saturday, 7 January 2017. Coffee machine in a gas station on the way to Marco Polo airport. Although I'm not normally a coffee drinker, I've been longing for the caffe macchiato I had in Italy. I recently read an article. From https:/ oliveonblonde.wordpress.com/tag/plastic/. Somehow the waste of the paper cup and the waste of the experience are linked in my mind. Why are we North Americans so good at taking a good thing and "improving" it to the point of ruining it? You might th...
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Navigatio: March 2015
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All roads lead to books. Saturday, 14 March 2015. Perhaps I was wrong. As I tackle yet another revision of Sing a Worried Song. I'm comforted by John Steinbeck's letter to his editor in 1952, written as he finished East of Eden. His "armful of damp garbage" is one of my all-time favourite books. I have decided for this, my book, East of Eden, to write dedication, prologue, argument, apology, epilogue and perhaps epitaph all in one. Idling reader," Cervantes wrote, "you may believe me when I tell you that...
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Navigatio: Understory
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All roads lead to books. Thursday, 22 December 2016. Skagit River Trail, Manning Park, BC. The cedar I see growing in a damp area near the creek here is probably Western redcedar, which grows in the interior. As I drove along Green Lake Road, I noticed spruce and fir and the beautiful orangey-barked Ponderosa pine that scents the woods in this part of the Okanagan. What's so important about naming these trees? In the pine forests around here I can find oregon grape, wild roses, saskatoon berries, kinniki...
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Navigatio: September 2014
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All roads lead to books. Tuesday, 16 September 2014. Maybe I'm too sensitive. David Eddie, who writes a funny advice column in the Globe and Mail, sometimes uses the word "questionsult,". Which is an insult thinly disguised as a question. His example: "Oh, you finally got new curtains. Were those your first choice? Following his lead, I invented my own word: the compliminsult, but I see that he has a version of that too. (He calls it the insultiment.). It's always so plot-driven! I don't think we re-hash...
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Navigatio: December 2013
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All roads lead to books. Saturday, 28 December 2013. Gertrude Stein gets rejected. Gertrude Stein, 1935. Gertrude Stein must have been delighted to inspire this creative rejection letter. Writers have to have tough skins. Even to share my new manuscript with my husband, I have to take a deep breath and be ready for pain. He's honest and I need honest. He's not a big lover of fiction, so he's impatient as a reader. That's why I like having him as my first reader. Also, I trust him. View my complete profile.