“I must be a mermaid, Rango! I have no fear of depths, and a great fear of shallow living.” Anais Nin
Photo by: @coastalkells
“Nature never did betray the heart that loved her” ~ W. Wordsworth ~
P E R S P I C A C I O U S
(Adj) of acute mental vision; having ready insight into and understanding of things. •
It’s me, your word-girl back with a mouthful of a word for you! “Perspicacious” comes from the Latin “perspicere” meaning “to look through, or see clearly”. ✨
I’ve recently met some people with astounding perspicacity. In an age of masks and facades, it’s a breath of fresh air to meet people who see through these pretences, straight to the truth bubbling beneath. 🧡 #katswotw#wordoftheweek
Mornings in the mountains with light like steeping chamomile tea ✨
Today I’m moving out of the room I’ve lived in for the past year, my first room in Vancouver - the one with windows on three of the walls.
I never thought I’d get so attached to a physical space, especially such a quirky little room that has a strange tile floor and so little insulation that in the winter I had to sleep in my parka.
This little room was my first solace on moving to a new city, greeted as I was by an unexpected view of both mountains and cityscape.
More than anything, I will miss the light in this little room - the golden streams that pour in from three sides and awake me with a golden embrace.
And so as ridiculous as I’ve been, crying multiple times while packing, it’s time to move on and create new spaces and memories and little rooms 🧡
Real facts: BC photographers are responsible for 97% of uses of the word “moody”.
// I am lifting lowered eyes
Cracking open folded arms
You are welcome here. //
I have decided to commit my life to creating an ever-widening circle - always reaching out and always inviting in.
Yesterday I had the chance to meet yet another friend I have been connected with through this app. After just an afternoon with Layna I knew her to be a ray of Australian sunshine - kind, clumsy, and bubbling over with creativity.
More new friends. Always.🧡
A few people have asked me recently if I’ve been writing. First of all, thanks for caring! I scatter words into the world like seeds and just hope they land on fertile minds. 🧡
Unfortunately, I’ve been experiencing a big old case of writers block lately and I’m trying not to panic as it feels like a perfect word-ghost town in my mind. I sit down to write and all I hear is tumbleweeds rolling around and saloon doors swinging shut. 🙄
But my writer-crush Christian Wiman says, “enduring silence is no small part of poetry’s discipline, acquiring the patience to wait, knowing when not to write”. In the mean time I’ll just keeping writing awful poetry, and hope he’s right 💁🏼♀️
E P H E M E R A L
(adj) lasting a very short time. Transient. Fleeting. 🧡
Not everything is meant to last forever. My life in retrospect sometimes seems like a series of ephemeral stages - people and places rotating through, appearing, affecting, and then moving on.
And yet we are moulded by even the most cursory of experiences, shaped into being by every passing face, place, and experience.
There is beauty in the ephemeral.
There’s a “waste-no-second-of-sunshine” mentality during Vancouver’s short but sweet summers, and I’m ALL FOR IT 🧡🌿
We’re friends because I slid into her DM’s 😏
So thankful for this joyful, bad-ass ray of sunshine in my life 🧡
Scored some new friends, good memories and a nasty rope burn here 👌🏽
The Rockies are my second home this summer and I ain’t mad 🧡
Is the hat covering nasty camping hair, or am I just bald underneath it? No one will know.
Thinking about how the number of followers one has in no way represents the validity of the advice being given.
Let’s seek more quiet, unobtrusive wisdom. 🌿
Make art of it and move on 😌
It’s been way too long since I’ve picked up my sketch book! Feels so good to create some doods again 🌿
#notacolgatead 🌿Happy Wednesday internet-friends! So I’ve seen a few new faces around here lately, and thought I’d introduce myself so I’m not just some weird chick you follow that wears the same hat in every photo (🤦🏼♀️). Here are eight facts about me!
1. I’m 23 and currently live in Vancouver, BC ✨
2. I’m studying English and friggin love it. ✨
3. I grew up on a farm, and no, I don’t listen to country music. Okay fine, but only when I’m nostalgic. ✨
4. I dabble in everything artsy fartsy, but writing is my one true love 🧡
5. My pet peeve is cynics ✨
6. My love language is cookies. And words. (Surprise surprise)
7. My personality type is ENFP - described as “a true free spirit”, who is “charming, independent, energetic, and compassionate”. 💁🏼♀️
8. Meeting new people is one of my favourite things in the world! So I’d genuinely love to get to know you! (This is me giving you full permission to slide in my dms so we can put the social back in social media 👊🏼)
Besides poutine and saying sorry too much, I had always felt as though there weren’t many things characterizing Canadian culture.
We sing of being the “true north, strong and free”, but sometimes it feels more like we’re just the colder, nicer version of America 💁🏼♀️
However, since settling out west I have gained a new appreciation for this country and its sheer vastness - in landscapes, resources, people and cultures.
As a tour guide, I also get to be Canada’s hype-girl, and witnessing foreigners’ amazement at its beauty and hearing why they love my country never gets old.
From the maritimes to the mountains, we are a country who cares about not just our land but all land, not just our people but ALL people.
So happy 151st birthday, Canada. Proud to call you home. 🇨🇦