Sheesh.
Cryptic language. But purposeful.
The picture is recent. Last week looking from one of Bowen Island’s bays. To the mainland of Canada. That’s Vancouver in the distance. I like the proximity and distance.
In a conversation with a near-in, we spoke in a way that almost was beyond words. I think we were talking about transitions.
From irretrievably broken, to inherently whole.
And then, this reaffirmed realization — that if we follow the fragment, it tends to get to the whole.
It was after all, a B & B session, this time on dreams.
On it goes.
