A fossil emerges as a reminder of prehistorical inhabitants from glacial lakes past. Pebbles dance in multicoloured rhythms as they lose their girth to the never ending motion of water and wind. Truly relax by the water’s edge, without thoughts of time’s passage. Rejuvenate while reflecting on life’s purpose, in the peace and serenity of shorelines.
Back to the Artwork pageA fossil emerges as a reminder of prehistorical inhabitants from glacial lakes past. Pebbles dance in multicoloured rhythms as they lose their girth to the never ending motion of water and wind. Truly relax by the water’s edge, without thoughts of time’s passage. Rejuvenate while reflecting on life’s purpose, in the peace and serenity of shorelines.
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A man weaves tales of this land through poetry and song. Senses are awakened by images of past glory, as well as those of immeasurable pain. Challenges are whispered, to all who will listen, from frail limbs and foreboding eyes. Chanie Wenjack’s secret path jolts us into uncomfortable realizations of historical disconnects, and untold misery on the tip of a Raven’s wing. Pearls of wisdom, spoken by a sister, seek a different world through truth and reconciliation. We are all connected to someone, as Gord is to Chanie. Follow the examples of those who came before us, and seek the strength to facilitate change. Let us dance for healing under the moonlight on ashes of love. All is possible with the promise and power of courage.
Your clear waters calm my soul with every stroke of my paddle. My red canoe is drawn to islands where solitude and reflection have sustained me through formative years. A father’s love of nature flows through my veins like warm Summer breezes, and lessons learned are appreciated with every sunset’s glow. You are the catalyst that reunites long lost friends. You are Lac-du-Cerf.
Release yourself from the trap of materialism and superficial goals. Rejoice in the sights, sounds, smells, and the touch of the sky, and all that lies beneath its gentle blanket. Pause and admire the stand of Birch set in a forest bathed in the fading light of milky and misty yellow hues. Marvel at the simple complexity of golden ivory.
We are not alone in this forest of ever changing hues and varied depths of understanding. Images that challenge us sweep in on gentle breezes or forceful gusts, but the strength we absorb from others keeps us grounded. Reach up from the darkness, and be craddled in the branches of the forest’s light.
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