LIVING THE DREAM

 

 

WINGING A DREAM

This is another glorious day in my hood! Cycled to Osprey Village in the community of Pitt Meadows, British Columbia 🇨🇦 . 

People often ask why this is a place I frequent. It’s quaint, beautiful and social. But it’s also along side the mighty Fraser River… the River I grew up beside, the River where I met and enjoyed Indigenous people, the River where creating a bold vision of my future began. 

The Fraser at that spot and other spots along its route from the Rocky Mountains to Prince George and south through the heart of British Columbia, seems to be my cradle. It’s where I feel centered and balanced and calmed. The worries and anxieties of little me, and not so little me, are no more when I stand there, sit there or meditate there. It is quite magical actually.

Looking back is fun, funny and fundamentally a good narrative about living the dream of little me sitting on our front porch of our North Bend home, overlooking the Fraser, determined to live this dream life such as it’s been. Seven decades later, I now live in peace along that river and I cannot think of a better place to rest.