Connecting The Dots

Discussing the threads of my own passions which have culminated in my work as coach, mentor, presenter in my own business.

Dancing with the Now

Mary Johnson - Monday, July 23, 2018

It's been a lovely summer so far! I am at the stage of my life where I want to savour what has begun to feel like shorter and shorter summers (and correspondingly longer winters!) . Of course they aren't technically but summertime seems to go much more quickly these days. Now the counterpoint to this is a long anticipated trip down to the Maritimes. Seems that for we Westerners this is a bit of a pilgrimage, a right of passage as a Canadian, to travel and experience the breadth of our country. This can't be a spur of the moment proposition. At least not for me. There are things that need attending.

My challenge has been to deliberately stay present - as often as I can remind myself and to plan our trip a number of weeks hence. My head feels like it's in a ping pong match. Oh the ever present list is on hand as I think of one more thing to add. Then I work on pulling myself back to the present. My default for years has been to live off in some imagined future. The bright shiny possibilities are endless and fun to get lost in! :)) And I have often missed the joy of Now. Now of course is our summer with all it's delights. To add to all of this, a large aspect of me is Ms. Organizer. This Now business has her just twitching and running around in my head projecting great mishap if I don't spend more time with her - in the future. This way of thinking and being has run the show for a long time. It's been harder than I thought to try and tame it. 

So I am learning, albeit slowly, the dance steps of planning and preparing while remembering to pause often to smell the roses. Wish me luckl!           

Jasper's Pines

Mary Johnson - Thursday, July 05, 2018
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Spent a wonderful long weekend in Jasper AB. It had only been ten months since our last time there. I was blown away by the exponential jump in devastation of the Pine Beetle on the trees. Almost half the pines round the townsite were dead. Needles rusty red in death. The valley was similarly coloured in large swatches. We were told this year as we were last year a fire ban was in effect. The weather was cool. Missed the warmth of a fire but the place would go up like a tinderbox if a spark escaped and caught. We realized this would be the way it would be for the foreseeable future. Fire bans and rusty red.

The Parks people told us the Pine Beetle will have completed it's devastation in about 3 years. Approximately 15 years after that we'd see pines again in the National Park. I did the math. In 18+ years I would be more or less mid 80's. Have every desire to travel to Jasper at that age from this time and place in my life. And I will never see the giant pines again. My grandkids will but not me. That really sat me on my backside. 

I as with many of us have been intellectually aware of climate change. The warning signs of warming weather dutifully reported. Graphic pictures abound. Heck I have been going to Jasper for 60 years. Have watched these past few the beetle do it's work. This significant increase in dead trees this past week really brought it home. How our planet is changing. What we are losing. Our grandkids had all sorts of questions about what they saw. Where do you begin?

I came home with a renewed energy to look at my lifestyle and choices. Where are the places where I can ask less of Mother Earth? My contributions, and actions are, pardon the expression, mice nuts in the scheme of things. Yet how could I see what I saw and not try.