posted by K Carter Steeves
The soft light breezes of summer give way to the distancing rays of Autumn here on the North West Arm by the sea.
The sunsets are deep and earlier now.The coolness of the eves suggest the cycles of frost into the future that the terrace will envelop later in the winter time.For now the terrace garden stands empty and wet.The rain suggests a very wet winter.
Trips out to the sea and the lake are on hold till next year.
The sea looks darker somehow since the sun has moved out.
Clouds say hello to the horizon daily as the blue changes to a more deeper subtle blue.
Birds are chirping later and going to bed earlier just after supper.
Winter winds threaten the campers.

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Know your own mind, sit with the fire, fast, pray, learn to overcome your own fears.Then the children can be free.

Native Elder

Black Street Party

posted by K Carter Steeves
have you ever wished you could live where everyone came out of there houses and hugged each other as they went about their ways?Where the god in all of creation was respected and interwoven into their ways? Where music is sweet one moment then erotic and sensual the next mush like the flow of reality?
"Paradise Rising" was a phrase that came to me as I watched the mingling of hundreds of tree branches,dads mom's daughters and sons of somebody,BBQ's rocks the street black with energy, musicians and artists, driveways empty of cars and food plenty.Black Street Party, last night!!!!:)))))

Atlantic Spring

posted by C. Carter Steeves

Spring flies around the corners of old marsh fields and old hard wood forests very slowly.She savours the misty fogs drooping in and around the deep salty waters of March.
Sometime around the last week of March she welcomes the Canada Goose to the marshes again like a wayward child they wonder in to new wheat fields.they can be seen by the thousands off shore their natural boundaries determined by their inner clocks finding their way to these Atlantic shores.
Misty  earthy wonders, rain.winds, smells of renewal all come forth in the month of April.
The heavy bundles  of Christmas wrapped up and put away into credit cards are being paid off for another year.The roasts and stews of the winter are being swayed along in to brighter, lighter ways of salads and sandwiches and burgers.BBQ smoke fill the alleys of the city dwellers ways.
It's the time to welcome travellers who venture out for miles in the new sun for a short visit.passing time in the renewal of the environment to gain a more pleasant protectiveness, after the long stay indoors.
Its still a regular day for the Atlantic dweller.Milking cows or going into the office.Buying a new horse or a new car, all is usual and secure here in Atlantic Canada

When

posted by K Carter Steeves

When you suffer a mortal wound
"Be still", give the assailant room
Feel your deep mind unravel the path
Step lightly into the sacred space
Where every simple flower blooms

Loves ways say "I pray for you"
Dear sisters sweet and true
Is what is real a love so strong
It wills your path to God
What can ever be missing or wrong

On day then you awaken with empathy in your heat
you practise aim and control
A new opening begins
A whole new start
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Storms of Life and Perals of Wisdom

posted by K Carter Steeves
One of the first times alone ness entered my consciousness was on at age eight, ever so briefly yet with great clarity.I travelled into the woods on a Saturday morning with my best friend Meg and a few others.We would find a spot about a mile into the woods on Old Curtis's farm land and make a lunch on a fire in a pot or two usually canned beans.It was one of the last farms in the area the city was slowly approaching and rows of houses cover the land by the roads back as far as our house that my dad had built there the year before.
These outings were fun and gave us some kind of connection with survival and the earth ,it gave us confidence too, and perhaps a connection to the Universal life force.
We had our fire then ate and was on our way home we took the same root past Curtis's horses but we stood for few minutes to admire them and then this Clydesdale horse shifted his foot over mine.Everyone took off and it was tense for about a minute which seemed like a eternity.OUCH!!!!Pain like id never experienced before ran through my foot.Then the horse shifted again as if Id never been there.I ran!! desperate to catch up with my buddies.
About two minutes of the worst moments of my life nailed to the earth by a Clydesdale !!! 

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keep on Lovin Me

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Directed by Liam Manning
Written by caith and Laim

Cape Breton Folk Lore

posted by K Carter Steeves

In the spirit of inquiry and conviviality Id like to share a tale about my travel into Cape Breton, Nova Scotia Canada.
In Broad Cove Cape Breton there is a musical and talent concert every summer. Ive been twice.One my last visit I was developing a project on sacred ancient Celtic symbols.This is a conversation that took place outside Bruno's Cafe` in Inverness Cape Breton that summer.It was the 50th Broad Cove Concert.It is held every July
A elder who's name has not stayed with me drove his truck up beside our car and we began to talk on the concert as most of the community was on there way there, this particular afternoon.
"Nice piece of Holy Palm you have on your mirror" I said. "Yes" he replied,'Its there for protection "My mother taught me this when I was a boy, she would place the palm on the hot stove and the smoke would take the prayers up to God and cleanse the house." Protection stories are a favourite in the many different cultures that thrive in Cape Breton.

Tea anyone?

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white winged Crossbill

Photoed by Dave F. in the valley

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A winter gathering for food

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deep in the winter lies the unknown grasses of spring


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Sinéad O'Connor This is a rebel song

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Googland: [G] Street View takes you inside museums around the world

Googland: [G] Street View takes you inside museums around the world
google thankyou for art from around the world!!!
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Its 1:20 pm the laundry is on a cake has just come from the oven my feet are up to the stove and Issey our Border Collie is asleep under the couch.Only his nose is showing out.A wee faerie dust of snow has been falling for the whole day.Its white under foot crunchy cold of winter is setting in here in the tale end of January.We will now go into three weeks of deep winter.A time of deep resting and making way for the newness of spring not that far off. Good greens were hard to find in the old days.Now we just go to the store and we have them all year long.Its a time of slow rooting out the past and setting the mind to the firsts of the year to come.Working things in way that allows for the funs of summer.
Guess Ill go get a piece of that cake over there on the cupboard!!!!

Loretta

posted by K Carter Steeves The Hupman Brothers Blues Band Nova Scotia's home grown

pathways of Christmas

posted by K Carter Steeves
I'm in a store waiting in a long line up .So long that Im standing beside the bins of clothing that are here and there around the place with clothes overflowing for the customers.Im chatting with the woman behind me about the time.She is on her lunch hour.Then out of now where these two women saunter past us and cut the corner very quickly.I remember seeing one of them earlier and thinking how lovely her long brown hair looked cascading down over her shoulders.I see then pull out a bag from one of their jackets and start stuffing it with clothes for about 30 seconds.Stuff Stuff Stuff!!!!!
Meanwhile my eyes shift back to the conversation Im having with this woman who is on her lunch hour.She is very patient about the lineup.Im not sure at first my mind takes about 2 minutes to digest the scene in front of me.
Yes you just saw a theft!!I felt the excitement in some way I felt the fear, then i felt level- headed and in mindfulness of how scared they must feel and I felt separated from them."Bless them" I thought for I was still becoming, somewhat insulted, as the emotions shifted I watched my mind do acrobatics, shame blame and the game.Then I thought she the thief she knows I know.This was most interesting,I met her eyes direct on.She made sure we looked at each other a few times. I saw in her eyes a quiet unconsciousness like she was blocked out.No sparkle was in her eyes."I said in my mind God Bless you girl you have an illness".
I still felt the insult for a bit more at one point I wanted to remove myself and go to the back of the store and quietly report the theft.Why? I asked myself.Why would you do this ? For the first time I searched my soul for an answer and found none.My mind circled again and said "This is her path leave her find her own way,pray for her". I then turned again to the woman behind me and we talked about what we were buying others for Christmas three days away, here in this secondhand store run by 21 churches in the area, we call our home, our community, our sanctuary.
Merry Christmas to everyone all over the world and God Bless us ALL .

Merry christmas 2010
Shopping made easy with the kindness of family




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