the wind, i love the wind

i am still in my very good mood, it actually makes it hard to say anything, because it will be just

like; oh look how beautiful the snow, what the wind does to it, don't they make the perfect pair, wind caressing snow.

or; oh look at that root, it must have been a treesome; the wind, the sun, the root, their love lasts here forever.

and then the horses....., too bad i didn't capture them running in the wind. Well that would have be the ultimate, me galopping bareback, wind blowing through my hair.

i did try to mount the black stallion, he almost let me, but i don't know if because of the snow, i couldn't get enough footing to jump, and he was big and high, and maybe i haven't practiced getting on a horse for a long time.

today on this beautiful windy sunny day we went to the meadows again.

and really not all was perfect, Don is still don and i am still me, so we still fight once in a while.

hey! but we get over it these days, and had a truly wonderful outing

oh yes and the wind was sharp and cold, my fingers still slightly tingling.

we went into, what i called a gorge last week, again. it is such an awesome place, it's not like the meadows. but it is flat inside what seems to be grassy underneath the snow, plus here and there what appears to be ponds. And it's a long narrow strip, say on average 400 feet wide, lined by clay walls, that are falling in, the walls on average, (i am not being accurate) say 15 feet high (hmm maybe higher). today we went all the way to the end of this kilometer or mile (i promise measuring next time)strip. it ends with this clay wall, kind of rounded, a bowl at the end . so i climbed the wall at the end and... it just continues! me being me i would have found a way to get over the wall, but don always keeps me reined in a bit, time to go back.

on the way back we meet in middle of the 911-pond, Duke, Cici and Sundance! three old horses, Duke is 24 i think. It happened to be that their owners where there with them on their skidoos bringing them some oats. So we had a nice visit, remember that people were applying for land there, and i wrote a letter to objecting to it. Well Elaine, who has her horses free ranging there, was able to tell me that the people had not gotten the land ( it's a long story, i think everybody should be allowed to live her, but... anyway i am not going into that today)

goodnight!

Headless Buddha

winter, spring
you tell me
dull black and white
golden blue and bright
i do not distinguish
a lie from the truth
sunrays in darkness
my heart from yours
all i know
is the light
i live in
moonlight
snowshine
sunglare
goldenglow
you, you and you
all of you

your radiance
crystal clear

some of you
sunny robert, florida/yukon
golden cat, the giver of the print

and www.brian-logsblog.blogspot.com

for inspiration on the last added sentence:)

Team Yukon

Today we are bringing Alexander to the airport. He is going to compete in the Arctic Winter Games in Grand Prairie, Alberta.
If you are interested, here is the website http://www.arcticwintergames.org/

And these photos have nothing to do with that, and really they have more to do with the initial intention of this blog.
Remember, i posted a photo a while back of three bison skulls, well the wolfs dragged them away. Don found one shortly after they were taken, some 100 metres into the woods.
Yesterday i went searching for the other two. There are lots of wolf tracks to follow right around the place were we had them. On the edge of the woods, right by the yard.
We never see or hear wolfs! But there you go and they probably are very aware of us.
It didn't take me long to find the second one. It is amazing to me that they did take them as far as they did, there are just prints in the snow leading to the spot, no sign at all of dragging. and a bison skull is no small thing. But looking at the other sign left behind, a wolf is no small animal.
When you look at the skull you might be able to see, that the wolfs seem the eat the bone right around the nose.

The Yukon Game Branch, would like to see wolfs hunting Bison. The Bison here are an introduced species, and the herd is growing rather fast. I'll try to find a link for that, if you are interested. http://http://www.yfwcm.ca/mgmtplans/bisonplan/yukon.php

(not the most recent site, but most informative of what i clould find. If anyone out there knows a better site, i would very much appriciate it)

yeh yeh yeh

This blogging, there is so much
I just have to go click and the answer is there,
i love it.

That's what blows me away, in life overall, that there is so much beauty and wisdom. That's why i love the wind, i love being blown away.

To be surrounded by love, in one way it makes me feel; who am i? i am nothing.
And i try to shift a bit they way you show me, because i like what i see and read.
and voila!

Wednesday evening i took a workshop with Joanne Baines 'Embodied Anatomy'
I am not going to explain it all here, but the essence of it for me is:
to be aware of your own body
So we were doing that, becoming aware, and miraculously, yes my body knows. Nobody really has to tell me, i could feel it in my body, what is right.

I can actually tell you a little example, so read on if you want to know, my own experience so far.
stop reading now, if you really don't want to hear about my bowel movement :)
I have a tendency to be constipated. And i have ways to deal with that, from not holding in emotionally to eating seeds and raw veggies.
Being with Joanne (who didn't focus on my issue, i didn't take the workshop for that reason) She let us feel our posture, what i felt is that i should shift my upper body ever so slightly to the right and my lower body slightly back. And there you go this morning i realized
this frees up the very end of my colon!
Now when you look at my body (see my other blog:) my left breast is bigger and i have a tummy roll, meaning for years i have let it hang slightly that way. (whatever the reason)

It's all so simple really.

Things

Okay no more crying for me, i promise......
till i cry again.

Anyway i like to say, after i spoke out about my worries for Alexander, the next day he applied to a school!!! (i am so happy)
It's like when you finally decide to go the doctor, when you see him, the ailment is somehow gone. Do you ever have that?
Really it's a beautiful thing. For me it's not something i can control.
It's about letting go, totally admitting defeat.
I can not do that on demand.
Let go and let God.
To me it is the secret of life;
All is energy, the same energy.
When we hold on to something it cannot change, only when we let go it can transform. It is really so simple when you think of it.

Spring, comes every spring. Maybe we just struggle at times with life till the moment comes for us to let go. How come the birds and the buds know these things and we don't?

Maybe i should just altogether stop struggling, and know that the roses will smell again. ( i already did stop, really, for now, till...)

For now, i looooove this drawn out spring of the Yukon, it may last till May.
so (Christopher:) i can capture that moment of change.

(do you smell it? ....
the sweet scent of wild roses.....lovely ain't it?)

why???

why does the snow shines like ice

sheets of silver in the sunwhy after riding endlessly over familiar fields

along mountians that i know so well

clouds always moving

and the wind, i love the wind

why do i end up in this gorge i have never been before

why why why do i still cry

i know my morning was too stressful for me

i know for a year now i have been trying to find post-secondary education for alexander

and all i hear is;

mom i don't know

i do know

i am surrounded by beauty

and that

i do have a son

who is smart enough to be anything he wants to be

and i do know you love me

art opening march 11

The date for my art opening has changed.....
It will be Thursday March 11 still at the Umbellula cafe.
.....