I spent the day chasing waterfalls. I drove the coast of Vancouver Island chasing down a siting of one beach waterfall after the next. By lunch the lady and I were camped underneath a summer-dried waterfall catching slow-drip sprinkles as we played scrabble. This is the sort of life that ignites my best self. Long have I discussed the power water has over my imagination and creativity. Often I ‘unlock’ myself by turning on the sound of rain on my computer as I work. It is a calming element that, for me, is enough to drown out any outside reality that threatens to barge its way in.
I’m going home in a few days, and that means trying to create a version of this togetherness and this schedule at home. I’m concerned that I’ll fail, because I do every time. However, I keep trying to keep a piece of that joy and chill—that sound of rushing water—with me, because it is in that deluge that I most often rediscover peace, and perhaps the best parts of myself.
some thoughts:
- It is time to get back to the Justice Engine. As soon as this current novel and these other two projects are handled I’m going to get it moving and try to get that story on paper the way it wants to be told—not the way I’m forcing myself to tell it.
- love isn’t tricky. It just takes perseverance and perspective.
- On a side note, I may have discovered the worlds best croissant. Well, by discover I mean stumbled upon what everyone in Victoria, BC already knows: Crust. Just google it. Seriously.
- Now I’m going to put my phone away and go wash my hands under the Sandcut Beach Waterfall