My Apple watch buzzed on my wrist and I looked down. Premier John Horgan announces kids back in school on June 1st. Before I have a chance to react, my Apple watch buzzes again. The breathe icon pops up on my watch reminding me. In through your nose. Out through your mouth. If this pandemic has taught me nothing else, it has taught me to be ready to pivot. Our only constant in this time, is that things will change. The trick is finding a way to navigate the change in the midst of big emotion all around.
I jumped out of bed on Saturday morning on high alert. Things to be done. What deadlines had I missed? What was absolutely essential to accomplish before 8 am? The forecast was for rain but no rain yet. Every Vancouverite can appreciate the pressure to optimize this opportunity. It was now late enough to rally my husband and go for a walk.
Walking the seawall before the crowds descend never gets old. The constancy of the waves and the mountains. Breathing in the sea air. Stopping to notice. The cherry blossoms are done. The dogwoods are in full glory. The realization that poppies come in many colours. More people staying home, have resulted in a new boldness from our birds. The Canadian geese with their many babies don’t even bother to get out of the way. Their honk is louder and closer. The blue herons pause longer before even looking in your direction. The crows fly closer to your head. Only the seagulls are put out with the reduced human consumption of fish and chips which directly impacts their diet.
On the route back home on the rough stone of the seawall, between Second Beach and English Bay, a beautiful array of carved serpentine stones. The Metis artist, Jock Langlois, has taken shelter under a beach bush, because he too could smell the approaching rain. Jock left his job in the corporate world many years ago to become a street artist. He embraced the power of desire, faith and action to reveal the beautiful messages hidden in stone. The image of the bear jumped out to me first. For my husband it was the eagle. Then the most obvious image on this overcast day, the raindrop. The eagle messenger. The bear of courage. The raindrop of new growth. All rolled up in one inspirational piece of art.
Inspiration is just like learning. You need to be ready to identify it. Ready to receive it. Ready to learn from it. Jock Langlois was able to hand me a message of courage and the possibility of new growth. Thanks to the teaching of my mother, emergency cash was tucked ready between my phone and it’s case.
There is so much change and fear wrapped around the COVID-19 times. How do we step forward with courage and look for the learning that will help us to grow as individuals and communities? The pause to reflect on what will feed inspiration and innovation. The willingness to embrace possibilities is what will feed the community. We will change as a result of this global pandemic. Walking in fear tends to result in stagnancy or ugliness. Being courageous and stepping forward together as problem solvers promises new learning and the possibility of better pathways in our future.
Thanks, Jock. I’m glad our pathways crossed yesterday. I am happy to have your art as a reminder of the incredible beauty in our midst and the enduring message of courage for new growth. Check out his story and his art.