Sacred Pause

Like a half-remembered dream

I find myself drawn to the places

where I dwelt as a child.

To the sun-lit paths of the cedar-scented forest

gathering heart-shaped stones and fallen pine cones along the way

To the wind-swept wild beaches at the edge of the ocean

collecting handfuls of seashells and rare polished glass off the sand

these are the offerings for passage between worlds.

A small grove of beautiful cedars surrounding the perfect perch for writing or pausing – located in Stanley Park, Vancouver, B.C.