My Summer (which didn't include blogging) seems to have come to a close. This is not a lament, as I am looking forward to the sights and smells of Autumn and the familiar routines that bring a sense of rhythm to everyday life.
The signs are already here; the nights in Vancouver are getting cooler and I have seen evidence of a slight golden hue on some of the trees, and of course the ubiquitous miniature red monkeys have returned to their ancestral nesting branches outside my back door as they always do this time of year;
I went for a delightful evening walk a few nights ago at sunset and listened to a classic Elliott Smith album on my iPod while watching the sunset over Ambleside Beach. The crisp air filled my lungs with that sense of wonder and anticipation that I often experience this time of year. I get quite introspective as the season changes and I often find myself walking aimlessly, allowing my mind to wander in various fanciful directions.
It is a time when I feel most human and alive, and feel more inspired to enjoy the abundance of life as it unfolds around me, free occasionally not to worry much about accomplishing anything that is "productive". Sometimes it is just good to breathe in deeply and scan the horizon for something magical, as an act of surrender of sorts towards the divine . I am looking forward to more of this.
(looking south-east towards Stanley Park and downtown from the North Shore - courtesy of the West Van seawall, one of the best places in the universe to wander aimlessly)