Monthly Archives: May 2015

2014-2015: The Year During Which Everything Changed

Sometimes change sneaks up on you – one small adjustment here and another there and eventually, after months or years have passed you realize you are somewhere quite different than anticipated. A farmer, for example, winds up on a sailboat in the Caribbean.

IMG_2896Sometimes change comes out of the blue – you are hiking alone along the base of a cliff and wham, you meet someone who says, “How’s your day going?” and you stop long enough to exchange a few words that take you to the top of a cliff you did not believe you could climb.

Rock climbing in Skaha

Raven’s Castle at Skaha Bluffs near Penticton, BC.

And then you return home and realize your farm is not your farm any more, you are no longer writing much fiction and have, instead, switched to non-fiction and a screenplay – horizons are broadened and change piles up on change and the thought of trying to update the blog in any kind of coherent way becomes more and more daunting as each day brings some new cosmic shift.

IMG_3933One day you are bouldering at the gym, honing skills that might come in handy for a planned trip to Yosemite in the fall…

IMG_3973… and the next day you’ve double dislocated your elbow and torn every ligament and tendon connecting the upper part of your arm to the lower and you find yourself wondering, “What am I doing?” What does this blog become then? A chronicle of travel? Of change? Of recovery? Am I losing the plot? Or is the plot just getting interesting? IMG_4016

You return to yoga and find yourself a one-winged bird, half free, half grounded, unsure what on earth tomorrow might bring.

Yes, I am scratching my head with my good hand considering my blog options, life options, travel options, future options. If you used to come visit regularly – I’ve missed being here. Do I have any idea what sort of identity this blog will have going forward? Afraid not. What I can say is that change is rarely easy and outcomes of life choices are certainly not predictable. Maybe the best I can do is just pick up the story and move forward, filling in essential details as necessary. It would be great if you come along for the ride…