Saturday, October 26, 2013

An Evening with Margaret Atwood

Another literary outing with friends, this time at Alix Goolden Hall on Pandora St. and Quadra Ave.  A great gathering of readers,and I’m certain, writer’s, filled the hall to hear Margaret Atwood, world renowned Canadian author, read from her latest book MaddAddam. This is the third in a trilogy beginning with Oryx and Crake, and followed by The Year of the Flood.

After a long week at work, listening and laughing while the very witty Ms. Atwood read with emphasis from MaddAddam, was very welcome to my flagging energy. Following her reading, she was interviewed on stage by the evening’s facilitator from Munro’s Books here in Victoria.  Questions were then taken from the audience before the evening concluded.

I have been humbled, and energized, this last couple of weeks in the literary gatherings I have been able to attend.

“You need a certain amount of nerve to be a writer.”
~ Margaret Atwood

Friday, October 25, 2013


Sustainable energy for
mind, body and soul.
Home, food and sleep preferred

To deal with individual human needs 
at the everyday level can be noble sometimes.”
~ Jimmy Carter

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Tending to Autumn

Tending to water, roots, weeds and leaves..
Planting bulbs and pruning, mulching and raking...
Hoses drained and tools tucked inside....
Cleaning up parks, yard and garden are autumn’s cool chores
Conserving earthen energy whether small gardens or large.
Gardens in spring will be lovely and fresh when soil and lawns are covered, bulbs and roots put to bed.

“The tints of autumn....a mighty flower garden blossoming
under the spell of the enchanter, frost.”
~ John Greenleaf Whittier

Wednesday, October 23, 2013


Bright coins or bits of shiny foil
Sticky with sweetness and promise of good taste
Sitting to read - just a chapter....
(Dust bunnies waiting patiently for a new home)
Aromas of fading roses or bubbling stew
A quaint garden by the side of a road.
The glint of sun on a spider web strung wide in the yard
Sudden flight of birds like bits of paper flung sky high
Stray weeds marring cement where I walk.
Sight and sound, aroma and movement ask for attention
Tiny bits of energy, like coloured sparklers, quicken then fade.

“You can always find a distraction if you’re looking for one.”
~ Tom Kite

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Pressured Energy

Shortened boxes of time 
Creep forward quickly
Empty into hearth and home

“I must govern the clock,
not be governed by it.”
~ Golda Meir

Monday, October 21, 2013

Monochrome Changes

Monochromatic in colour and theme
Pewter coloured water tinged with silver
Morning skies domed with hesitant clouds
Distant mountains pretend fading to black.
Wetly blackened ducks and otters write ripples away from each other
Crying seagulls of grey and white call out laments.
Slate grey ship rests in a foggy strait.
A lone white sail grasps weakly at misty sunlight.
Haughty greens, reds and orange-yellows paint land and tree.
Walkers and joggers cheerily echo along the asphalt grey path.
Balanced energy of stillness and motion.

“The best and safest thing is to keep a balance in your life,
acknowledge the great powers around us and in us.”
~ Euripides

Sunday, October 20, 2013


Adaptation and change
not easy to do when all around seems familiar 
has become comfortably uncomfortable
faded horizons only distant potential
now seem out of reach.

Adaptation and change
in turbulent, violent situations
necessary for struggling survival
control of what has landed venomously
poison to the soul.

Adaptation and change
in the energy and potential of the moment
each foot steps forward til direction is changed
grinding grey habits are broken, 
reaching horizons of yesterday a possibility.

Adaptation and change
keeps at it’s core
comforts of colour, music and home
listening to the playful child within
skipping forward on each new adventure.

“The wise adapt themselves to circumstances,
as water moulds itself to the pitcher.”
~ Chinese Proverb