A Gift of Thanks

Up above Yellow Pond…

…I was watching the succulent sun under my feet.

And learning a few things from the bunchgrass.



And other people.


All the time, I was not alone. When I stood up, my watcher left as well, and left me a gift.

I raise the moment in thanks to the Creator and to the Stswecem’c Xgat’tem, whose land this is.

Thank you for these weeks welcoming people home to the Earth. I have tried to fulfill this task with honour and respect. Blessed be.


2 replies »

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.