Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Gratitude

Saanich Peninsula
c. Gillian Cornwall, October, 2012.
Grateful that I kept going because it did get better - so hang in there! It does get better.

Recognition of the parts of myself that I want to work on to better myself and my experience of the life I have been given is essential to my growth.

Able to reach out, to ask, to learn and grow.

Thankful for my friends, for they teach me and light the path for me and cheer me on when it is dark and difficult.

Instinct, trust it. Trust yourself. As far as we have come from our beginnings, we still have our instinct. Stop and open up to the gift of the senses we are each given.

Thankful for my life, everyday. Thankful for the hard days and the easy ones, for each is a gift and an immeasurable blessing.

Unassailable love - a gift you give to someone, regardless of what they do with it. Love freely and openly and be open to the amorphous shape of love for it changes and grows just as we do. Let love flow through you as universal energy and you will be full and free of fear.

Dance, for we owe our greatest debt to joy! While we have breath within us, while we have life, there is hope. Where there is hope, there is reason enough for joy.

Earth - our home. She is our mother and our keeper. Respect her and be kind to her. Give back to her equally that which you take from her for she sustains us in her bounty. 

Wishing each of you endless reasons to be grateful and endless reasons to be kind to one another. I am grateful to each of you for the life and love we share.


-Gillian Cornwall, October 13, 2013.

Oldfield Farm - Saanich, BC
c. Gillian Cornwall October 2012.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Autumn Gold


 The University of Victoria
All photos c. Gillian Cornwall, 2012.

The emerald greens have faded
The trees turn out their gold

Summer earnings spent
bearing fruit

or shady dealings 
with strangers

The basswoods blush
to a flaming red
for soon they will stand bare
aquiver in the autumn wind

The morning holds a chill
a nudge of what's to come
Though fifty times I've seen the face of fall
surprise and awe in every one

-Gillian Cornwall, c.September, 2013.