dymoonblog

crumbling

We haves a similar ruin in the Gatineau Parks, not all that far from the city.  During the spring, summer and fall, people, locals, and tourists flock to the Gatineau Hills to enjoy a respite from the busy city and concrete.  Our winters can be brutally cold, and our summers extremely hot and humid.  We are blessed in living in an area that experiences each season in all of its glory. Whenever the season changes, the ruins take on a different look “feeling”.  In winter I wanted to snowshoe up to see them, but never did, You know the old expression, “could have, should have, didn’t”

This picture reminded me of when we used to visit on of my Mother’s aunts in the Muskoka area.  A city girl, it was something of a wonder for me when I first saw the little store, with the pumps outside to service the passing cars going into Algonquin Park. Canada is full of huge park lands and places where civilization hasn’t been able to clamour to and destroy wildlife and vegetation.  I had to be dragged kicking and sulking to go up there in the summer, once there, I would delight in the new discoveries I would find.  Jumping into water as crystal clear as one could find, while distant cousins jumped from the wooden bridge into deeper water.  The track we took to get to the stream was packed earth sand,we sat on rocks, and picked wild berries along the trails as we explored.  There was no other sounds except our childish banter, the birds, and what little traffic could be heard from the few passing cars in the distance.  There were  no radios we brought along, no cellphones,  just us and the outdoors.

Yes of course, I’m older now, and seldom do I reminisce, yet there are times, like today, when a picture will pull a memory from my gray cells and I will relive an experience or moment, that happened a long time ago.  With the internet we all connect now in a very different way, and I am always pleased when I find that someone else has been experiencing similar flashbacks, and is sharing their story or visual memory in a photograph that in some way closely resembles  mine. then from ruins come rebirth, and I am refreshed.  Much like the walk in the forest along quiet trails when the world was not as busy.

Life events might crumble, buildings can be torn down or abandoned, but what is constant and always with us no matter what time of day or night, is the Universe.. No matter where we are, we will find Nature to view, to feel, to experience, Always, Nature is present, The Universe is open and available 24/7, we need only accept with an open and sincere heart what is before us.

Love, true love, never dies, nor does it crumble away and fade to dust.  True caring, is the sharing of one’s heart and soul forever.

There are no restrictions, no demands, and no judgements ……….. it simply IS, no more…no less.

Yin – Yang  (Tao)

There cannot be one without the other.

Namaste      –     Oyashikiri

PL Precept #2    To Live is to Express One’s Self