Rise

The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.” – Zen Saying

A false fall is beginning to make itself known as I walk beneath a shower of gently falling rain-starved leaves, catching sight of delicate spider webs winking among dark luscious blackberries which I happily pick hoping to avoid thorny guardians. Only 7 mm of rain has fallen over the past two months making this summer the driest on record and it shows as I come across drooping trees beneath the lush green canopy of our urban forest.

The eventual end of this long dry summer is drumming a tattoo of longing upon my heart even though this same heart will find joy in embracing the moodiness and magic of a new season. September heralds all sorts of beginnings – the children who spent their summer days playing among the trees where I picnicked will be returning to school, there is a brand new day planner to fill up and intriguing venues to explore that might come my way.

Recently, I found myself at an early evening Kirtan concert being held at my local community centre by my yoga teacher Sandra. I had never attended one before and as I was being checked in, I knew I was in for a unique experience – the room beyond was peacefully darkened with only a scattering of tealights burning and a random string of star-shaped lights hung below the uncurtained large picture window. The chants that were sung that night were songs of love and healing, I inhaled them as I inhaled the whispered notes of burning incense wafting through the airy room. We were encouraged to sing along to the ancient verses and I was glad to see the Sanskrit words projected onto the screen along with some beautiful imagery – as time passed, I was amazed at how these unknown words fell from my lips. The sun soon began to set, painting the room with a twilight-laden brush, I felt happy for having booked this new experience so many weeks ago, rising up and in doing so, giving myself the gift of a lovely summer memory.

These days the scent of the sea fills our rooms, saltily asking us to start – start something, anything, try something new – there is so much out there for us to taste, see or explore, these are the gifts that September brings if we have the courage to rise and open up our hearts, to finally wake up and seize our dreams.

A favourite spot to spy on frogs although this summer, the small pond found beside our beloved trail in Stanley Park (Vancouver, B.C.) is overgrown with an algae bloom.

A shot of the miniature train winding through the urban forest where we walk after our forest picnics in Stanley Park (Vancouver, B.C.).

A wooden carving of the ever shy Sasquatch tucked behind lush foliage near the miniature railway tracks in Stanley Park (Vancouver, B.C.).

Another shot of the pond and the miniature train just off our beloved forest trail (now closed for the fall & winter season!) in Stanley Park (Vancouver, B.C.).

 

 

About anotetohuguette

I'm currently blogging from the beautiful West Coast city of Vancouver, British Columbia - a vibrant city by the sea, surrounded by mountains and a very unique urban forest.
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45 Responses to Rise

  1. Beautifully written, Kim. This is the best line “The eventual end of this long dry summer is drumming a tattoo of longing upon my heart even though this same heart will find joy in embracing the moodiness and magic of a new season.” Loved reading this.

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  2. Shirley Ross says:

    September is magical. This is the month where my Mother married my Father, a man of vision, kindness and inner knowledge. A gentle man whose guidance I miss. I feel him around me as I heal, I hear him in the wind, the crunch of the leaves, in my heart. Season change is magical, loved this prose.
    Your Muti

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    • Thank you, Mom! It’s lovely that September has so much to offer as you are healing – you are rising above the thoughtless moment that changed the fabric of our summer and soon it will be a distant memory.

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  3. Ugetse says:

    Hi Kim, another beautiful note. I love September. I feel it is a season in itself, caressed by summer and autumn. May you always rise and follow your dreams. Life has a lot to offer you. Nice photos of our favorite forest walk. Thanks again. Big hug

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  4. BonfireMom says:

    Beautiful, nails all the reason why I love September!

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  5. Philip Kamau says:

    Wow, I love Zen and how you express it. Thanks. Zen talks about waking from our spiritual sleep, though.

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  6. markmkane says:

    Kimberlee, this was beautiful. I especially like the part where you talked about what you saw at the Kirtan concert. The way you described it, the words you used, really conveyed a sense of tranquility on my part. It’s amazing how one’s words can evoke feelings and sensations in the reader. It’s always a treat reading your posts!

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    • Thank you so much, Mark – your lovely words never fail to brighten my day, it’s a joy to hoard all the images and experiences that come my way so I can try to share them with others! I’m forever blessed to be able to do this each week…

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  7. michnavs says:

    You really have the gift of making nature come to life through your words..
    I live in a tropical country where we only have rainy and summer days; but you made me anticipate too for a change in the season even if it will never happen here..

    Its been raining really hard here and things have been really difficult to manage because of the rain.. but as i woke up this morning i can see Mr. Sun shining through our way.

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  8. Harlon says:

    And now you’ve got me thinking sentimentally of the time I lived in Vancouver πŸ™‚

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  9. I love the sound if your Kirtan concert. A beautiful way to spend an evening. Unfortunately we have had a very wet August but the brambles are ready and ripe for picking. 🌼🌼🌼

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  10. I read this post, and the one before, and I marvel at your positive regard for me and my writing…yours is soooo elegant and mine, often whimsical…but your soul recognizes the depth of my soul. That’s what makes our connection so precious to me…your generosity of spirit. Thank you for continuing to share your giftedness–your writings are luxuries I am so grateful for–as is your friendship πŸ™‚

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  11. A lovely serene post. You’ve captured how nature has a way of soothing the soul. I love the shy Sasquatch.

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  12. Vinita says:

    Beautiful! πŸ™‚

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  13. Jade M. Wong says:

    Love that quote. It’s one of my favorite sayings. And your photos are wonderfully taken!

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  14. Quirky Girl says:

    Your nature posts are always such a treat! How fortunate you are to have such lovely surroundings, and how fortunate we are that you share it with us through your lovely words and images. 😊

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  15. Lovely pictures and a write up that once again got me imagining the scene you have depicted playing before me.

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