Author Archives: bluemountainchild

I’ve reached the next stage of transition. What are Elisabeth Kubler-Ross’ stages of grief? I remember being introduced to them in a Simpson’s episode as Homer went through each one in a caricatured accelerated pace. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. I don’t quite know if I’m following this model but i’m certainly moving throughContinue reading “Transition”

The trail along the Lake is such an incredible opportunity to experience the stillness of nature. I’m sandwiched between this mass of water and an expanse of earth that is thoughtfully laid out and taken care of. Once I pull my bike off the highway and head down to the lake I go straight toContinue reading “Bike Ride”

My horoscope this week is incredibly unhelpful. I love Rob Brezsny’s “Free Will Astrology.” Rather than telling me how my week is going to go his philosophy is more about recognizing the free will of individuals. His book is call “Pronoia: How the World is Conspiring to Shower You With Blessings” or something like that.Continue reading “Free Will”

I was practicing some asanas this morning. My days are being structured differently with my new ability to procure food at whatever hour I so please. After three years of a bell indicating meal-times this level of freedom is certainly a new sort of discovery. The follow-up of this is that I can sleep beyondContinue reading “Mind and Choice”

“Do It Now” is one of the common-sense-yet-profound teachings of the great sage Swami Sivananda of Rishikesh that I’ve been blessed to encounter. I’m thinking about this phrase while sitting in the midst of my new place I’ve moved into this past week. Strewn papers, un-hung clothes, music equipment mixing perilously with my meditation prayerContinue reading “DIN”

The theme of losing things had followed me the last little while.  A fancy pen, my i-pod and charger, a cheque and gift certificate. All misplaced in languid moments of absentmindedness. Decidedly my attention has been other places.  I’ve been gathering gems of the last three years of my life, how have I learned andContinue reading “Extrication and Discovery”

I’ve been losing things lately.  I lost track of my address book for a number of days, finding it in neither the usual place it holds at the bottom of my bag, nor its interim home of my work inbox or, as I like to call it, my travelling office.  After using it on MondayContinue reading “Letting Go”

One day last year I realized I walked in an imbalanced way, my left leg dragging slightly causing an uneven swivel of my hips.  When I started to put it together so tangibly I began walking intentionally balanced.  It took time to break the habit, but much less time than it did to create it. Continue reading “The Hidden Language of the Divine Light Invocation”

A Scandinavian journalist met a bookseller in Kabul, Afghanistan and subsequently moved into his family home for three months to write a book about him.  It became an international bestseller and after gobbling it up I was thinking, I wonder if he sells it in his shop?  It’s not that it was particularly well written. Continue reading “East Meets West”

Winter Walks Snow falls and melts, resting deeply in compacted, dense units.  Like the snowflakes interlock into one another when the mercury hovers around freezing.  I go out for a walk.  There had only been a few vehicles on the road or, at least, they all stayed within the same tracks to give the illusionContinue reading “February”