There is a timelessness about Vancouver Island, at least timeless as in the sense of unchanging spiritual presence. The Salish Sea,and the First Nations mythology, the Raven and Bear, and then add the Buddhist monk strolling down the beach, eyes fixed on the earth.
We wake up well before dawn, in the morning twilight. Packing up the camp takes time, and we have to be on water before sunrise. In the darkness, on the beach, behind the logs, there is a big rock... which was not there yesterday... and which is no rock at all! Head...
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