Bay of Fundy
Write from the Soul Workshop
“This is the first, wildest, wisest thing I know…that the soul exists and that it is built entirely our of attentiveness.” Mary Oliver Many moons and months have passed since my last workshop. Life has been…well…complicated. We all know how it is, don’t we? We deal with the things that come our way and sometimes &hellip Continue reading
Protecting hearth and home
Something I love is being threatened. My ancestors were among the first to settle this land. I am at home here and when I walk these crisped leaf-laden paths, the souls of my feet grind the skins of these trees into soil that’s alive with my heritage. Strength and fortitude has nourished this soil, these &hellip Continue reading
Autumn in Albert County
I want to cling to fall; to hang, clasped tight, onto every blessed minute of it. My eyes have not yet opened wide enough to take in the kaleidoscope of colour bursting over the hills and valleys, cold waters rushing over granite, the mist drifting with the morning light, or the harvest and hunter’s moons &hellip Continue reading
The Shorebirds of Mary’s Point
Excerpt from Sanctuary: The Story of Naturalist Mary Majka by Deborah Carr The tide is on its ebb flow. At water’s edge, a woman lies on her back, arms outstretched, palms skyward, feet pointed to the sea. Mud pillows her head and shoulders as the water swirls around her, lifting strands of her hair, tickling &hellip Continue reading