I will have to be honest....day 5 consisted of making an effort to interact with my class at lunchtime in the playground and watering our bean plants by the windowsill. I might have only taken a fraction of a moment that day.
Day 6 was a little more promising. I dropped my car off to be serviced in the afternoon and I had an hour and half to devote to having my moment. This called for a chocolate chip cookie, a hot beverage for dipping, and a park. After a short walk, I settled for the public sitting area outside of JJ Bean on Main Street - instead of a parking space, there are benches and tables free from the pressure of having to purchase an item to sit there. Though not necessarily in the middle of nature, it was a pleasure to witness people taking time out of their day to have a peaceful moment in the middle of an urban area - a meeting place, a pondering place, a spot to regroup before heading back out there in this world.
Day 7 was like cheating time. I only had work in the afternoon, so I actually had a whole morning to enjoy. I was staying in Kits and I remembered that I had an old old pair of running shoes in the trunk (missing an insole, holes in the side - you know the kind) and so I begged, borrowed and threw together a piecemeal running outfit and headed out the door. The magic of Vancouver is getting to witness its beauty at times when the streets are practically bare. I ran along Kits beach and I only counted 12 other people out at that time of day. The sun was making a concerted effort, the waters were calm and the air was sprinkled with that scent of all things growing. Before I turned around, I gazed upon this fine city of ours and remembered a promise I made at age 20 with an old roomate from the prairies - I swear to never get bored of a landscape primed with giant rocks and salty water.
I pinkie swore. (and I believe it was with the same pinkie that has been through a lot lately, so you know, everything is connected....)
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