Here i is, back with (a) a reliable Internet connection, combined with a comfortable office setting at the house-sit i’m currently house-sitting at, and (b) an iota of will to update the world on my insignificant wanderings and maunderings.
It has been several months of couch-surfing in Vancouver and Victoria (thank you, Robert and Heather, respectively, for putting up with me) and expansive reading, and i must say i think i am making some progress in my aimless quest for, ah, wisdom — by which i mean the ability to function effectively and lead some semblance of a good life in a world that often seems hostile to that modest ambition.
It was … illuminating to spend that much contiguous time in cities, something i haven’t done for well over a decade. It has its strong points, urbanity does, but peace and quiet is not one of them. Hard to think clearly amid the sirens and traffic and endless, ubiquitous distractions. I did, however, thanks to Pure Hel, stumble across a hot damn study group called D.I.Y Dharma — “a peer-led community of freaks, geeks, queers, rebels, outcasts, stream-enterers and their friends, who meditate together in the Buddhist tradition” — and get to one of their gatherings. I wished i could attend a whole lot more. Kind of makes religion FUN again, you know?
I have not worked (in the usual sense) an hour in those months, apart from writing a piece or two for Tofino Time, and i have become convinced that escaping, at least part-time, the treadmill of labour is absolutely essential to finding peace of mind in this life.
And i’m getting there, dammit. I’m getting there.
Details at seven.
hey greg,
great to see that you have landed in Tuff city and are settled.. This has been a hell of a year.. The creator/cosmic muffin… made me slow down with the stroke.. but the up side is incredible amounts of time for reading.. I would love to compare notes sometime
Carla
SETTLED? I wish! Nope, no sooner am i installed than i’m planning the move out. That’s m’bed, and that’s m’lay. Not for much longer, though — i’m close to snapping. My suspenders. Ouch, that hurt.
(Once again, snappy response revealing nothing. I’m my own shadow.)
(Yikes! Moment of revelation!)