Tag: living in the moment

Poetry by Patrick JenningsAug 3, 20157:00 am

Anywhere in the world

Yes, I have said, many a time
How much I love the desert
And the mountains
On which I bike and ski

But… Oh! If I could choose
Choose anywhere in the world
It would be here, I’d live
In that dark house by the sea

Poetry by Patrick JenningsAug 1, 20158:00 am

I rise

I awaken at dawn
The first hint
Of sun’s rising

I rise
Before the sun
Rise to greet a new day

Abstract by Patrick JenningsJul 30, 20157:00 am

The Seashell Nebula

Continued from An Artistic Encounter With Nature

I return to Chesterman Beach every year now. It always surprises me that the house still isn’t there, that she is nowhere to be seen. I look up from the beach, expecting to see her, there at the top of the rocks, cradling a steaming mug of tea in her hands.

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 29, 20157:00 am

Looking Back

Sometimes when I look back
Even into the gloomiest times
I can still see the beauty

But looking deeply into the past
Offers no more clarity
Than looking forward

Landscape by Patrick JenningsJul 24, 20152:48 pm

Reef Point

The best journeys, it seems to me, are the unplanned ones, taken on the spur of the moment, reliant on the benifecence of serendipity. I understand why not everyone who travels would agree with this. For serendipity to work, one must believe in it. Listen for its song. Follow its voice when it calls. One cannot do this if plans are laid down like concrete foundations. Planning must be fluid, flow like a rivulet on a sandy beach, as easily diverted as the whim of a child with a stick.

Landscape by Patrick JenningsJul 23, 20157:25 am

Tranquility Bay

Tranquility Bay, here.
The Eagle has landed.

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 22, 20157:00 am

Sometimes I forget I’m alive

Sometimes I forget I’m alive
Until I inadvertently connect
With the subtle energy
Which sustains my being

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 21, 20157:00 am

Little green moth

When we talk about our lives, it’s not the stories about the safe paths we have taken which are our favourite stories to tell. It’s the risky choices which make for the best tales, no matter the difficulties, no matter the outcomes. These are the choices from which we grow the most, both at the time and years later when we recount those moments. We are always learning from our experiences, even years after having them.