How easily I forget. A couple friends have reminded me during the past day or so. You may or may not realize who you are. One said having me on his friends list "always ensures a dose of calm." Reading that, I was at first bewildered; I feel like a mess right now. It reminded me to return to my strength. For some people that might be god, magick, love, exercise; you tell me.
My strength comes from writing, nature and community. I probably have other sources (I know a certain cub who has taken the edge off my loneliness), but these are the three I understand best. At this passage of my life, that means visiting the Eramosa River regularly and sharing it with my friends through photography.
This week's cold weather and troubles with my neighbours had deterred me. I have been tired and stressed. I can't see the river from my windows, only the busy, bitter and formidable street. I hadn't gone for a walk since Saturday, with my daughters.
This afternoon I fought against my weary complacency and went. How long ago Saturday seems! And how the river has changed!


The air and water were still. Anxiety peeled away.
As I turned toward home, I heard a choir of Canada geese approaching. They appeared over the ridge in waves by the hundreds, winging their way downstream, uttering a rhythmic hymn to the darkening sky.
The Eramosa is one of the most important things that makes this a home rather than just a place where I live. Many quieter and safer places would seem lifeless by comparison. The negatives don't seem so unbearable today.
My strength comes from writing, nature and community. I probably have other sources (I know a certain cub who has taken the edge off my loneliness), but these are the three I understand best. At this passage of my life, that means visiting the Eramosa River regularly and sharing it with my friends through photography.
This week's cold weather and troubles with my neighbours had deterred me. I have been tired and stressed. I can't see the river from my windows, only the busy, bitter and formidable street. I hadn't gone for a walk since Saturday, with my daughters.
This afternoon I fought against my weary complacency and went. How long ago Saturday seems! And how the river has changed!


The air and water were still. Anxiety peeled away.
As I turned toward home, I heard a choir of Canada geese approaching. They appeared over the ridge in waves by the hundreds, winging their way downstream, uttering a rhythmic hymn to the darkening sky.
The Eramosa is one of the most important things that makes this a home rather than just a place where I live. Many quieter and safer places would seem lifeless by comparison. The negatives don't seem so unbearable today.
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Date: 2004-01-08 03:38 pm (UTC)Nature is infinitely healing, isn't She? Even today, when so many were complaining about the extreme chill of the air, I found deep beauty in the bright blue skies and cascading sunshine.
Oh, and in a certain image of an upturned peach with rosy cheeks, framed in leather. *wink*
Hope you can get a good night's rest tonight. It's no wonder you feel strung out being as deprived of sleep as you are right now.
hugs, Shimmer
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Date: 2004-01-09 07:41 am (UTC)chance to look over myTown.ca? it's kind of hard to navigate, but
i'm posting a bit of poetry there every few days.~paul
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Date: 2004-01-09 11:47 am (UTC)but i've been in bed all morning. if i learn more about it, i'll email you and let you know.~paul
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Date: 2004-01-09 03:34 am (UTC)The entry.
The photographs.
You.
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Date: 2004-01-09 07:37 am (UTC)Don't forget to send me your postal addy so I can send you a card! I have decided to start using prints of my own photos, so let me know if you have a particular favourite.