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Loaves and Fish
Five loaves and two fish Will not satisfy those who Expect steak dinner
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Two Goddesses
I’m thoroughly enjoying Christopher McDougall’s book Born to Run, about the hidden ultrarunners of Mexico’s Copper Canyon: the Tarahumara people. I had the privilege of hearing stories from some Tarahumara runners last week who had participated in the annual Polar Bear Marathon in Churchhill, MB, and wanted to learn more about them. McDougall’s book reads…
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Lift With Your Legs, Think With Your Hands
We all learned years ago that lifting heavy objects was a job for our entire body, not just our hands. Turns out that thinking is the same. It’s not just a job for our brains, we need our whole body to think. “Mrs. Lynne, Gillian isn’t sick; she’s a dancer.” In his landmark TED talk…
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Draw, Shoot, Write to See
Lately I’ve been realizing the importance of creative practices to develop the skill of seeing. Often we think of art as a means of self-expression, a gift we can offer to adoring fans. But art – the process of making it – is important for the maker of it as well. It’s through drawing, shooting…
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True Geniuses of Technology
The term “genius” is normally reserved for leaders in a particular field. The forerunners who chart new ground or make new discoveries are dubbed “geniuses” by the rest of us who are following behind. When you think of technological genius, you probably think of the kind of people who are inventing and creating at places…
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The Next Big Idea
Probably isn’t all that big, right now. Actually, It’s probably quite small. Maybe it’s getting ready for middle school, might even be getting beat up by the bigger, cooler ideas currently running the show. Big ideas aren’t born as grownups. There’s no overnight success, no sure-fire winner. The next big idea starts as a small…
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On Printed Words
Do you remember the first time you encountered a Kindle? After their release in 2007, these digital reading devices starting popping up in airports and waiting rooms, changing how we read and think about books. I remember looking at my bookshelf, imagining how incredible it would be to carry those thousands of pages of printed…
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Few Words
When I grow up I want to be a man of few words Like the frame around a picture Or the timber beams arching over the dance floor Who never seek the spotlight or the focal point Content, they quietly stand Creating a wide and open space A world for your imagination And colour and…
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Tomorrow’s Yesterday
Tomorrow These might be known as the early days Or the good old days Or the aching-for-tomorrow phase Today Remember the scent in the autumn breeze The sound of the geese’s wings stretching over the trees Their last brilliant expression fading with falling leaves These are the hues that will paint tomorrow’s memories
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An Autumn Morning’s Night
Autumn has arrived in full here in Manitoba. I’m daily reminded of the changing seasons during my morning running routine. While I was running during the mid-summer sunrise in August, I now lace up my shoes and head out into near-freezing temperatures and pitch black darkness at the same time of day in October. But…
