Imagine an orchestra playing a  magnificent symphony.  Imagine this orchestra being your brain!  You may have heard that we have a left brain and a right brain.  Each allows us to think in different ways.  The left brain supports linear thinking and logic while the right brain supports abstract thinking and infinite possibilities.  Both offer a significant piece to the grand symphony of our mind!

Recently, a sculptural artist approached me and asked how he could explore the depths of his creativity without losing himself to his project.  After hours of creating, he shared that he sometimes feels dazed and unsure how to transition back to reality.  Too much abstract thinking can transport a person to another realm without realizing it.  How can one stay grounded while delving deeply into the wells of creativity?  The answer is through mindfulness.

Mindfulness brings awareness to the realities of the current moment.  As an artist accesses the depths of their right brain, they also need to maintain connection with their left brain.  Being human involves physical limitations as our body signals fatigue and the need for rest.  Conversely, being creative involves no limitations and requires left brain thinking for continued wellness, especially during creative spurts.  A symphony of the mind occurs when both right and left brain work together to yield a “mind-blowing” performance like no other.  No pun intended!

It was  midnight when I was awakened by rustling sounds outside my open bedroom window.  I immediately thought it was a racoon but the heavy breathing suggested otherwise.  I peered out to see a very large black animal lumbering down my garden steps.  It appeared massive as it crossed below me and emitted a distinct odour from the wild.  I shivered at the sight of him and felt immensely grateful that I was safe, two stories above.

Mr. Bear was on a mission, foraging for food no doubt.  Finding none in my back yard, he attempted to climb over my fence to continue his quest.  His immense size made it difficult for him to scramble over.  Instead of gaining altitude, he pulled my fence back and forth until it began to wobble like an ever-expanding rubber band.  Of course, this didn’t last long.  It was just a matter of time before this once solid structure came crashing down.  I’m sure I heard him grunt “Onward Ho!” in a very deep voice as he trampled onwards into my neighbour’s yard.  No fence was going to stop him from getting to his next meal.

The fence was merely a hindrance for him, just another obstacle in his day.  He perceived no limits with what I perceived as a solid barrier.  How many times in life have you held limiting beliefs, seeing no way out of a predicament.  Mr. Bear shows us that when there is a will, there is a way.  What may seem impossible may indeed be possible, if we open our mind to it.  Albert Einstein once said “Imagination is more important than knowledge.”  Let go of what you do know and imagine the possibilities.  Just like Mr. Bear, you will get your cake and eat it too!

Awe is a state of wonder.  Awe can happen anywhere, at any place and any time.  Awe makes you stop in your tracks and ponder the oddness of a particular situation.  That was where I was when I last visited my dentist for a regular check-up.

“Open your mouth wide” said the hygienist.  “Awwww!” I said in response as she stuck a plastic plate into the side of my mouth to prepare for an x-ray.  Sally stepped out of the room so as not to be harmed by the radioactive waves.  She had placed what felt like a 50 pound shield upon me to protect my body, but “What about my brain” I pondered.   What protects the area above my teeth that houses my intellect?  I was awe-struck, pondering this odd predicament.  Why are my wits not protected?  Why didn’t she give me a 50 pound helmet to armour my wits?  After all, it is the all-important organ that is my CPU.  That’s computer language for computer processing unit.  It controls all of my body’s actions and thoughts.  Confusion replaces awe.

Awe returns as I look towards the ceiling, where a television has been mounted.  If I were an alien visiting from another planet, I would be in awe of where human’s place tv’s.  So there I was, lounging in a recliner with 50 pounds of armour on top of me while radioactive waves zipped through my head.  Lo and behold, another moment of awe struck me as I watched the screen above me.  A new baby was born.  Ahhh!  The gangly red being howled with flailing limbs as the doctor cut the umbilical cord, the thread of old life severed to begin anew as a completely separate being.

With every end there is a beginning.  Every moment holds an opportunity to start afresh.  What will it be for you?  Hold awe in the world and be open to what comes.  Insight awaits you, even as you sit idly in a dentist chair.  Ahhh!

There was a bear in my neighbourhood last week.  It was a very big bear, most likely a Papa Bear.  Papa was doing what else but foraging for food … at 11:30 in the evening.  It must have been a midnight snack he was after.  Since tree fruit were far from ready, he sought something much riper.  In fact beyond ripe as he headed towards my neighbours’ compost cart.

Like we all do, early one morning each week, Papa bear maneuvered the cart down the driveway towards the curb but instead of setting it there for pick up, he proceeded to bring it to the middle of the road where he would have ample room to work and keep neighbours at bay.  Papa tried everything he could to open the cart which had been securely shut with two locking clips.  Although he succeeded in pulling out some tree clippings, his monster paws were just too big for the task.

Defeated by the cart, Papa left one lemon and numerous branches scattered about as he lumbered onwards to other homes in search of food.  Two lessons stand out for me here.  Number one: bears are smart, and number two: bears know when to quit.  We humans on the other hand are sometimes not as smart as we think.  Sometimes, we don’t know when to quit.  We may stress ourselves out at all costs trying to achieve a certain goal, perfection, or maintain ego.  Life is a humbling process as Papa Bear demonstrates.

If we take a lesson from Papa Bear, we know our limits and heed our inner alarm system when it is time to quit.  Accept that you have done all that you can for the moment and resort to plan B.  Employing an alternative approach or adopting a different goal is powerfully refreshing.

Bears always have a plan B, and C, and D, and E, F, G!  It is instinctive to them.  Follow your instincts and allow good judgement to guide you.  Self preservation is your reward, not to mention many more fruits in life just like Papa Bear.  You can tell he has earned many by the sheer size of his massive girth!

Cycling is one of my favorite recreational activities.  Cycling in nature enhances the experience exponentially with gorgeous views and vistas that command attention.  On a recent trek, I cycled along the KVR (the now defunct Kettle Valley Railway turned bike path) between Penticton and Naramata.  Rolling hills covered with vineyards overlooking Lake Okanagan provided breathtaking panoramas that literally stopped me in my tracks.  I paused for a moment to allow my senses to take in the enormity of it all.  A deep sense of gratitude washed over me, with appreciation for the sweeping views.

Further down the path, I saw a row of colorful lunch containers strung on vine posts.  Below some were little plastic footstools with backpacks perched atop.  Lunch break supplies awaited vineyard workers hidden deep within the rows of grape vines, 5 feet tall and more.  I paused for a moment to imagine myself a vineyard worker.  Heartfelt gratitude washed over me for nourishment awaiting in insulated containers and little stools to rest my weary feet.

Another mile along the route, a patch of wild flowers swayed in the wind.  Tall stemmed yellow flowers waved overtop a sea of delicate purples carpeting the ground.  Wild green grasses enveloped their habitat.  The sweet smell of wild blooms in the air seized my attention.  I paused for a moment to revel in my senses.  Gratitude washed over me for the gifts that mother nature bestows in surprising pockets amidst arid landscapes.

As the gravel path stretch onward under the blazing sun, patches of shade appeared sporadically, inviting me to stop for a moments rest.  I had come across the perfect spot next to a small rocky cliff, large enough to sufficiently cool my warm body.  Solid shade, no visible snakes or poison ivy beckoned me to sit for a while.  Sincere gratitude for no reptilian surprises or unfriendly plants, safety in the untamed wild.

In the last leg of my journey, I noticed head stones dotting a green hillside overtop.  Lush grass surrounded monuments in a cemetery and directly across the path, a small blue nondescript building housed within a barb-wired fence caught my attention.  The sign on the side of the building announced its purpose: Crematorium.  INSTANT GRATITUDE! for NOT being on either side of the path but for being ALIVE & WELL on the center of the path, enjoying yet one more astounding bike trek!