Tag Archives: walking

Pause

Posted on April 17, 2020 by anotetohuguette

“So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.” – T.S. Eliot On a night of rain and whiskey, the raindrops and burn keep worry away during watershed days after the pandemic announcement that has stilled the world. … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography, travel | Tagged art, Covid-19, dancing, meditating, normalcy, pause, rain, safety, social distancing, Spring, stillness, walking, wanders, whiskey, words | 37 Comments

Territory

Posted on May 26, 2019 by anotetohuguette

“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors.” -Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky On a downtown walk with the … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography, travel | Tagged awakening, cadence, forest, journeys, joy, Lost Lagoon, ocean, sacred, Sakura, scent, Spring, territory, time, walking, writing | 34 Comments

Summon Down the Spring

Posted on May 3, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“ Time and space are the tools of the observer.” – Emmanuel Kant Pale sunlight paints the sidewalk in charcoal shapes, revealing delicate calligraphy previously hidden by cool rain. Patience has fled as winter keeps looking back, finding ways to … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged alive, art, books, downtown, festivals, mindful meditation, musings, nature, neighbours, photography, rain, Spring, sunshine, Vancouver, walking, writing | 48 Comments

Fractured

Posted on April 15, 2018 by anotetohuguette

Startling the reverie among newly green trees, dystopian voices undulate over autumn strewn paths, piercing through well tended worlds regardless of collected dreams. These are our brothers and sisters thrown to the wolves of winter, spring but a distant memory … Continue reading →

Posted in poetry | Tagged brother, dystopian, earth, environment, forest, fractured, hope, life, mother, pipelines, politics, seasons, sister, walking, wasteland, yearning | 26 Comments

Illuminate

Posted on December 20, 2017 by anotetohuguette

Winter sun sets low these days painting the steel blue water in flames of gold. I see a young woman on my walk sitting at an old wooden desk on the damp sand, writing in a big book as if … Continue reading →

Posted in poetry | Tagged beauty, December, enlightenment, flame, language, light, magic, mindfulness, nature, sea, sunset, understanding, walking, wonder, world | 26 Comments

Winter’s Light

Posted on December 10, 2017 by anotetohuguette

“ The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.” – James Gates Percival Fortified with a late cup of fragrant … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged atmosphere, Autumn, December, hygge, light, nature, rain, river, storm, tea, Vancouver Christmas Market, walking, weather, wild, winter | 43 Comments

Signposts

Posted on October 31, 2017 by anotetohuguette

There are paper lanterns strung across the front of an old brick building, their delicate watercolour painted facades hiding moonstruck light, if I hadn’t looked up, I would have missed the mystery floating there. It’s easy to see the variegated … Continue reading →

Posted in poetry | Tagged Autumn, awareness, city, crows, darkness, Halloween, lanterns, moonlight, mystery, October, poetry, stanley park, trees, vision, walking, woodsmoke | 26 Comments

Unsettled Landscapes

Posted on October 26, 2017 by anotetohuguette

“ We live in a world that is beyond our control, and life is in a constant flux of change. So we have a decision to make: keep trying to control a storm that is not going to go away … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged Autumn, books, change, children, city of glass, greed, homelessness, hot chocolate, humanity, poverty, rain, Shangri-La, Vancouver, walking, writing | 34 Comments

Unsettled

Posted on June 9, 2017 by anotetohuguette

“ The outside is the only place we can truly be inside the world.” – Daniel J. Rice The shrill call of a woodpecker to her babies in the cavity prone dead tree breaks the slumbering silence of a late spring … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged birdlife, dreaming, forest, garden, healing, joy, peace. balance, picnics, Railway Cafe, solitude, Spring, stanley park, Summer, walking, wildlife, writing | 26 Comments

Neglected Treasure

Posted on March 30, 2017 by anotetohuguette

“ Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring.” – Neltje Blanchan Mornings here are no longer greeted by the chorus of the blackbird choir, the feathered flock have moved back to the cattail clotted edges of the … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged blossoms, eagle, forest, life, mexico, nature, raven, sea, seasons, Spring, travel, treasure, walking, writing, yoga, zen | 22 Comments

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