My dear precious Kody died on Saturday after 12 ½ years being my trusted companion, adventurer and explorer of the Gatineau Park: I anticipated the two of us completing our coverage of the 200 Km trail system this fall. 12 ½ years simply is too short, and yet longer also would have been too short for me, as this special guy had such a big and gentle and joyful soul. I experienced more of the natural world around me having him along my side. In fact, I experienced more of life in general.
So I’m in the thick of living a transition.
On Sunday morning I went to the trees and sat under a pine tree in the sand dune of the forest near my home . Sitting there sipping my coffee allowing my body to experience my loss and love all at the same time, it seemed the natural world around me was mirroring ‘transition’ to me with the tips of the leaves starting to blush with changes of colours. It all reminded me of Wendell Berry’s poem, I Go Among Trees:
I go among trees and sit still.
All my stirring becomes quiet
around me like circles on water.
My tasks lie in their places
where I left them, asleep like cattle.
I’m getting that all there is for me to do in this transition time is to become quiet and allow the mystery to do the healing. I expect I’ll be spending more time among the trees in the next little while.
Here is a another photo of transition, taken in the Gatineau Park this morning.
