Musings About the Land: Wells Gray Provincial Park
I took the day off, loaded up my bike and headed out into the backcountry yesterday.
I had a wonderful day at Wells Gray Park, it is one of the largest provincial parks in BC and it’s so beautiful. It has many waterfalls of all shapes and sizes; I only saw a couple of them.
First I just drove through the park along the main road all the way to the very end, as far as you can drive a car into. Which stops along Clearwater Lake, it really has clear water! It also falls into a stunning waterfall and is like a mini Niagara Falls; especially the view from the top, the lake just suddenly DROPS, falls and then becomes a river, its awesome.
Then I headed back about half way through the park to a trail that had stood out to me while looking at the map. It is a loop trail that runs through what used to be an old settlers farm back in the day but was donated to the park ages ago.
You can go past the old barn and farm house that have been left to go back to the land, and see where… Continue reading
Sacred Landscape
North
I call upon the Monashee Mountains
Strength of stone and earth and rock
I call upon the wild woods
Home of trees and lakes and wild things
Hail Peaceful Mountains! (“Monashee means “peaceful”)
Pond (roughly north-north-east)
I call upon the spirit of the sacred pond
Spirit of water and door to the Underworld
I celebrate before your waters this rite
Hail Sacred Pond!
East
I call upon the Eastern Winds
Eastern sky, where the sun does rise
Each dawn a promise of rebirth
I face the way to ancestral lands
Hail Eastern Winds!
South
I call upon the Southern Skies
Where the Sun makes its daily journey
I call upon the Kettle River Valley
Sunlit valley, river, pasture, garden
Hail to sunshine in the valley!
West
I call upon the Western Winds
That blows this way from distant sea
Each sunset brings the hallowed night
And Spring rains and Summer breeze
Hail Western Winds!
Center
I call upon the spirit of the land
The sacred soul of this very place
Spirits and faeries do not fear tonight
I welcome you to this sacred space this rite
Hail Misty Acres!
… Now go write your own!
(Love, Juni)
To Fly By Night
Hoofprints in the Wildwood
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