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The Transformative Power of Art: A Visit to Tamarack

by stephsimply, posted in Simple Observations and Musings

“Do you still feel up for going to the Tamarack?” my husband asked.

A Heavy Heart and a Planned Escape 🚘

Days earlier, we had loosely planned a day trip. The goal was to stop in Charleston for brunch on the way to Beckley, to nose around the galleries and marketplace of the Tamarack, and then return home, making a couple of quick errand stops along the way. Unfortunately, my spirit had been bruised by life, as sometimes happens, but despite feeling down, I agreed to go in the hopes it would be a pleasant distraction.

The brunch and drive along the WV Turnpike were heavy, filled with somber, clarifying conversation as my husband tried to help me clean out the closet of my cluttered heart. Tumbled, but not fully dried from an onslaught of despair, I entered the Tamarack lightened by our discussion, but still damp with distress. My intention from the outset was not to make a purchase, but instead soak up the vibrant and creative energy of the art, and by proxy the artists, who created it. 

Echoing my own feelings, Stella Adler stated, “Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one.”

Entering the Tamarack: A Sensory Shift

Once through the doors, I observed a crowd of people and wondered if this had been a good idea after all. Meandering to the right of the entrance, I surfed the sensory wave. Aromas of Appalachian-inspired cooking filled the air. A long line of people snaked around the fast-casual dining room as I made my way to the ladies’ room. Tamarack’s signature circular shape surrounding an open courtyard created a light and spacious feeling, even during this busy, pre-holiday time period. A multitude of glass windows, adorned with locally designed, gemstone-colored stained glass pieces, radiated an additional cheery warmth. The animated energy of visitors’ conversation added a rhythmic pulse to a popular sing-along soundtrack playing in the background. 

Letting the Atmosphere Settle the Spirit

As I allowed the wave to immerse me, I soon noticed that my breathing and pulse had slowed, tensions were eased, and the emotional flames were beginning to quell. Despite my earlier qualms, I could feel the atmosphere offering a form of calming consolation. The simple act of getting lost in the admiration and appreciation for each artist, and the art pieces they created, nourished my spirit. 

Wandering the Galleries: Beauty in Every Craft 🖼️

Allowing the natural flow of the galleries to pull me along, I took in richly detailed textiles and exquisite, delicate glass pieces. There were complex and intricate woodworks and artisanal earthen and pottery wares. Tables of WV grown and/or crafted wines, beers, ciders, soaps, candles, and one-of-kind foods/beverages were also available. 

I also stopped by the book nook, filled with locally written fictional and nonfictional books, novellas, cook books, maps, travel guides, and other artfully written materials. Additionally, there was a separate gallery, bright with ample natural light, filled with one-of-a-kind WV paintings, sculptures, prints, and photographs. 

Art as Memory: Echoes of Loved Ones 👵🏼

Allowing the current of creativity to slowly move me at will, the art grounded me into the present moment as I mindfully soaked up the vibrant energy. Different pieces evoked precious memories of loved ones: quilts of my grandmother’s attic, pieces of furniture and toys handcrafted by my husband’s grandfathers, earthen dishes that were reminiscent of family holiday casseroles, paintings and photographs of forested hills during the fall and winter months similar to those I hiked with my siblings and father as a child, and hand sewn creations that my mother once made.

The Healing Power of Art 🎨

I was further reminded of the many art therapy majors with whom I had classes all those long ago years. They often described the important role of art in therapeutic and school settings, a truth supported by research. Creating art and observing art supports mental health and well-being.  It often helps with emotional regulation by creating an outlet in which emotions can be channeled. Art is known to reduce stress and is often used as a tool for creating a greater understanding of one’s emotional atmosphere. Works of art often create a connection/conversation between the creator and viewer, which can provide an opportunity for both personal and collective healing.

Creativity as Community Storytelling

This is because art, such as the works I viewed at Tamarack, is often a reflection of the emotional landscape of a community, region, or even country. How many colorful and varied life stories, events, and personalities, past and living, were being conveyed and connected all under one circular roof? Each stitch, stroke, cut, hammer strike, click, and spin breathed life into each creation that spoke to the heart and soul of human resilience and hope.

In the Company of Strangers: Shared Wonder

As I meandered through the gallery devoted to paintings and photographs, I often lingered on works that spoke to me. Simultaneously, I overheard a pair of women, who were gazing at a section of paintings by a Mingo County artist, speaking with near reverence about their own childhood experiences in the same area. Another couple whispered with one another at nearly every piece, laughing at the memories specific images seemed to evoke. 

Spaces of Belonging: More Than a Marketplace

It occurred to me that art galleries, like the Tamarack, create centers of belonging–gathering places that celebrate the human experience. These transactional spaces aren’t just about exchanging money; they also provide an interchange of ideas and stories between artist, piece, and viewer. Investing in these community hubs is an investment in one another, supporting each other emotionally and culturally. People leave the Tamarack with a taste of what it means to be Appalachian.

A Quiet Affirmation

Standing in that gallery, soaking up all of the intriguing and thought-provoking images, an employee shook me out of my reverie by asking if I was enjoying my visit. I nodded, stating that I was feeling lighter and more grounded than when I entered. She unpretentiously declared, “Art can do that for you.”

We chatted a bit more before I moved on to look through the prints outside the gallery. I still did not have any answers to my specific concerns, but I did have a sense of peace that comes from being heard. Not that I was literally heard; rather, the struggles and joys, the sadness and celebrations, and the wonder and the awe that went into creating these pieces “heard” and spoke to my own related emotions. It was the beginning of healing and hope that often happens when surrounded by reflections of inner beauty.

Leaving with Lightness and Hope

Thomas Merton is credited with stating, “Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.” My visit to Tamarack allowed such a juxtaposition: by surrendering myself to time spent with art, my capacity for healing renewal was possible. It served as a reminder. When we immerse ourselves in the present moment, we kindle the still, small voice within, our hearts and minds steady at the sound of this whispering inner-knowing, and we can rest assured we are being held even when the heaviness of life weighs us down. Perhaps that is the gentle promise held within art: when life seems overwhelming and hopeless, the beauty of art and/or the creative process is there to offer us wings of hope for rising once more.

Running Toward Hope: A Marathon of Movement and Love

by stephsimply, posted in Simple Observations and Musings

“Every run is a work of art, a drawing on each day’s canvas. Some runs are shouts and some runs are whispers. Some runs are eulogies and others celebrations.”—Dagny Scott Barrios

A group of three people, including a man in a green hoodie, a woman in a bright orange top with a running bib, and a woman in a gray sweater, gather smiling at a running event in an outdoor setting with other runners in the background.
Just before the start of the marathon I took time to get a hug from my two biggest supporters throughout the training process: my husband, L, and my daughter, R.

A Morning of Reflection and Gratitude 🌅

A light mist fell as an overcast gray morning began to chase away the night. I stood quietly in a throng of animated runners, taking deep breaths as reflection and gratitude washed over me. Months of preparation had led to this moment, and I felt thankful not only for my health but for the loving support that carried me here—to this celebration of movement, resilience, and connection.

Running as an Act of Hope ✨

It had been ten years since I last pinned on a bib for this distance, and my body hummed with anticipation, hope, and belief—the belief that movement is for everyone at every age, and that it is, in itself, an act of hope. I was about to embark on an emotional 26.2-mile trail of faith that became more about the people who supported me than the miles themselves.

Discovering Joy in Gentle Movement 😄

I came to running later in life, and it wasn’t easy at first. Only when I learned to approach running gently—to let go of preconceived (and societal) notions of what running “should” be—did I discover paths full of freedom, clarity, and renewal. Movement, whether running, walking, dancing, or stretching, benefits body, mind, and spirit. It brings a sense of structure to an often chaotic world and offers a feeling of accomplishment—if nothing else goes right in a day, at least I moved my body. Movement brings us alive to ourselves, our spirit, and, in turn, to the world around us.

The joy, I’ve learned, is in the doing—not in attaching to a pace, distance, or goal. Those things can be part of the experience, but they aren’t required.

A man and a woman embrace warmly in a crowded setting, both smiling in a moment of connection before a marathon.
Maddie’s, my daughter, boyfriend, Connor, flew all the way from Austin, TX to be part of this event. Together, with Maddie, he helped plan the marathon surprise of a lifetime!

Redefining What It Means to Age 🧓

As I neared my 60th birthday, I began to notice messaging that framed this decade as one of limitation. I decided instead to flip the narrative and celebrate the 60s as a decade of possibilities. Why not run into this new decade the way I ran into my 50s—with eyes and arms wide to adventure?

Training with Gentleness and Grace 😌

Since I was already running regularly, I committed to training for a marathon, but this time with gentleness. Instead of a traditional four-month build-up, I created a ten-month plan that encouraged patience, routine, and presence. Twice-weekly strength training and yoga joined the schedule, as did listening to my body and using the run-walk-run method as needed. I also focused on proper hydration and fueling before, during, and after runs. Most of all, my husband and daughter supported me from the very beginning—their quiet, everyday encouragement becoming a steady foundation of strength.

A woman running on a street wearing a bright pink long-sleeve top, black leggings, and a cap, displaying a race number on her waist.
Gentleness was a large part of the 10-month training block that led to this moment of hope and celebration.

Adapting Through Life’s Curveballs 😰

Training for a marathon brings rhythm and structure to daily life—the early morning runs, the long weekend miles that lengthen gradually, and the sweet evening stretches after dinner. But life, of course, has its curveballs: weather shifts, fatigue, scheduling conflicts, unexpected events, and bouts of self-doubt. With age, though, I’ve learned to adapt rather than resist these realities, co-creating a practical, flexible approach to progress.

As my weekend long runs grew longer, my husband and daughter often appeared—driving by, stopping to cheer, or jogging beside me for a short distance. These small bursts of love in action fueled my heart and kept me going. Training, I realized, was less about mileage and more about cultivating fortitude, flexibility, and gratitude—along with a dash of fierceness—all essential life skills carried from the road.

A group of enthusiastic spectators cheer on runners during a marathon, surrounded by autumn foliage and a partly cloudy sky.
Maddie, and my husband, John, often showed up during the last few miles of my Saturday long runs to cheer me on as Maddie is seen here doing during the actual event itself.

Race Day: A Celebration of Love 💖

As the marathon began, the city of Huntington vibrant in energy, rebelling against the lackluster sky. Rhythmic footfalls and nervous chatter surrounded me as runners jostled for position. Warmly dressed spectators cheered, waving handmade signs against a backdrop of burnished orange, crimson, and yellow autumn trees. Little did I know that my daughter had turned this event into an outpouring of love.

Surprises Along the Course 🫢

At the start, my husband, daughter, and her boyfriend—who had flown in from Texas to surprise me—stood cheering. But that was only the beginning. Every few miles along the route, my daughter had arranged for friends, family, and coworkers to appear, waving signs and calling my name. I didn’t realize the scope of her plan until near the end, but each familiar face filled me with renewed energy, gratitude, and joy.

A female runner in a bright pink shirt crosses a street marked by traffic cones, while a supporter holds a sign nearby in a lively downtown setting.
The look of complete surprise when I see my sister, Traci, and her husband, David, around the 19-20 mile mark of the marathon. I had no idea they would show up along the route!
Two women running together on a city street during a marathon, with one holding a sign. They are surrounded by a lively atmosphere and shops in the background.
Of course, I had to veer off the path to give her hug, which helped uplift me over the next few miles.

Crossing the Finish Line 🏁

As I turned toward the final quarter mile, a group of race volunteers began singing “Happy Birthday” while my daughter’s boyfriend joined for a short burst of encouragement. My husband stood outside the stadium offering final words of encouragement, and my daughter met me at the bottom of the stadium ramp to run beside me as I approached the finish line. I wasn’t just completing a marathon; I was receiving the best birthday gift—a living reminder of love: a convergence of community, family, and friendship. It was a story of hope, purpose, generosity, and perseverance—the joy and power of a shared journey.

Two volunteers wearing bright reflective vests stand by a crosswalk in a park-like setting with blooming flowers and trees. In the background, a pathway leads towards a building under a cloudy sky.
This was the point, less than a quarter mile to go, when a group of race volunteers, led by an unknown female spectator and Conner, joined in to sing “Happy Birthday” to me as approached and rounded the corner to the finish line.

The Marathon as a Metaphor for Life 🪞

This journey mirrors life: we move forward by faith and grace, one step at a time, through both joy and challenge, supported by others who believe in us. That’s the power of movement—it connects us to our bodies, to others, and to something larger than ourselves. Choosing to move, to train, to keep going even when the path feels long, is an affirmation that with faith, growth and renewal are always possible—at any age.

Movement as a Lifelong Invitation 💌

Movement can take many forms: walking, stretching, dancing, or choosing to train for something big. The point is to move with intention and persistence, to embrace your own journey, and not attach to societal and social media messaging. Just move—and let movement open the door to new possibilities, both inner and outer.

A runner crosses the finish line at a sports stadium, with spectators in the stands and a clear blue sky overhead.
Maddie runs alongside me for the last few feet, just as she did in 2015, to encourage across the finish line. Once I was close to the finish line, she dropped back behind the rope to let me finish alone. However, I really wasn’t alone. I was surrounded by a giant embrace of joy, hope, and love of family, friends, and community!!

The Joy Continues ☺️

The rhythm of footsteps, the smiles for miles, and the faces of loved ones along the route are forever imprinted in my heart—all reminders that every step matters. The marathon finish line was crossed, but the renewed sense of possibility and joy continues. Whatever your pace or path, keep moving forward—heart, mind, and spirit. You never know what acts of hope and love may be waiting for you along life’s path.

A group of runners participating in a marathon on an overcast morning, with diverse individuals wearing colorful athletic clothing and cheerful expressions.
The joy, and the journey of love and hope, continues . . .

A Grateful Heart 💜

P.S. Thank you to the countless and nameless MUM volunteers who invested hours of time to ensure the safety and success of runners, walkers, and those beloved spectators. And, an extra special heartfelt thank you to my friends and family who celebrated this milestone with me. And to Maddie and John, I love you to the moon and back.

A group of three smiling individuals taking a selfie on a subway or train, with a map visible in the background.
I wonder where the next path of adventure will lead?
An assortment of hydration and energy products for runners, including electrolyte tablets and energy gels, arranged on a wooden surface.
Shout out to Precision Fuel and Hydration for the support during this training journey! I learned a lot from your team.

Tamarack: A Cultural Day Trip in West Virginia

by stephsimply, posted in Travels

“As those who have spent time in West Virginia know, this is truly a special place.”-Oliver Luck

A vibrant field of bright yellow wildflowers blooming in a grassy area.
Yellow wildflowers in bloom along the fields surrounding Tamarack.

A Day Trip Decision 🚗

What started as a casual idea on the drive quickly turned into a relaxing and memorable day in Beckley, WV.

A man stands next to a large fish sculpture on a circular concrete platform, surrounded by grass and trees, under a cloudy sky.
John is standing in front of one of several outdoor sculptures found at Tamarack.

“Do you know where I’d like to go — and not just because we need a restroom break?”

My husband, John, laughed and, of course, asked where.

“Tamarack!”

That choice turned into a relaxing day trip full of fun. We were fortunate to have clear skies as we began the less than two-hour drive to Beckley, WV. On our way, we stopped in Charleston for a tasty brunch at a local restaurant, then continued to Tamarack–discovering it to be so much more than the quick roadside stops we’d made on past trips.

Wildflowers, Swings, and Sculptures 🌸

From fields of yellow blossoms to playful swings and striking outdoor art, Tamarack’s grounds are an experience in themselves.

A field of vibrant yellow wildflowers blooming in a grassy area, with lush greenery surrounding the scene.

Upon arrival, wild flowers bloomed in the fields surrounding the Tamarack’s grounds. John and I wandered the paths, pausing playfully to enjoy one of the West Virginia swings–part of the collections of swings installed at scenic spots in WV. This one looked over bright yellow blossoms dancing in the breeze..

Nearby stood a number of outdoor sculptures, each one well-crafted, yet playful, celebrating the wonders and beauty of WV. These pieces, scattered along a walking path, drew plenty of attention from visitors and added to the sense that Tamarack is far more than a rest stop–it’s a vibrant center for state arts, crafts, and cuisines.

The Vision Behind Tamarack 👷‍♂️

Born from a 1989 initiative, Tamarack set out to showcase “The Best of West Virginia” — and it continues that mission today.

A sculptural tree installation with bare branches, situated on a circular stone base, with a descriptive plaque nearby.
One of several outdoor sculptures found around the entrance of Tamarack.

Envisioned in 1989 under Governor Gaston Caperton and opened in the mid-1990s, Tamarack was created as a way to promote and showcase WV artisans and boost local economy. Its mission is to feature the “Best of West Virginia” while fostering artistic excellence. Tamarack connects the Mountain State to the broader Appalachian community, celebrating heritage, pride, and craftsmanship. 

An Immersive Artistic Experience 🎨

Step inside and discover pottery, textiles, jewelry, woodworking, and edible creations — all crafted by local hands.

Showcase of handcrafted wooden tools and a chainsaw sculpture made by Matt Wilkinson from Boone County, WV, displayed in a glass case.
Amazing, one-of-a-kind craftsmanship can be found at Tamarack.

Inside, visitors are immersed in this time honored tradition. Displays feature pottery–including WV-made Fiestaware–woodworking, textiles, jewelry, painting, sketches, sculptures, and so much more. Locally produced treats abound: craft beers and ciders, wines, honey, syrups, jams, and even pet treats. Each item goes through a juried selection process, with artists submitting applications in hopes of earning the coveted title “Juried Artist of Tamarack.” Seasonal gallery exhibitions of local artists rotate by theme, each one planned months in advance.

Flavors of West Virginia 🥓

Whether it’s pepperoni rolls on the go or fried green tomatoes at the café, Tamarack serves up a true taste of the Mountain State.

A colorful outdoor metal sculpture featuring two spiral-shaped elements atop slender, twisting stems, set against a grassy landscape and cloudy sky.
An outdoor sculpture at Tamarck.

If you arrive hungry, you’re in luck!  The cafe and quick market stand offer plenty of options. The market stocks cold beverages, ice cream and other sweet treats, snacks–many of which are gluten free and/or vegan–and West Virginia’s beloved pepperoni rolls. The cafe’s talented culinary team serves regional and seasonal favorites, such as fried green tomatoes, chicken pot pie, and the classic fried bologna sandwich. Breakfast is served from 9-11 a.m., with lunch/dinner being served from 11 a.m.-7 p.m., Monday through Saturday.  Gluten free and vegan/vegetarian options are available.

Live Music and Events 🪕

From courtyard concerts to seasonal festivals, Tamarack is alive with performances, artist demos, and community celebrations.

Vibrant pink flowers blooming amidst green foliage.

Tamarack offers live events throughout the year. Upcoming dates include Courtyard Concerts (Aug. 23, 12-3 pm), Dueling Pianos (Aug. 29), Fall Festival (Sept. 14), plus numerous artist demonstrations and book signings. 

An Afternoon Well Spent 🛍️

Shopping, chatting with artisans, and soaking up the atmosphere made our visit both inspiring and fun.

A close-up view of white daisies with yellow centers growing in a garden, surrounded by dark mulch and green foliage.

All in all, John and I spent a lovely afternoon strolling the gallery halls, shopping local artisans’ booths, and chatting with artists and staff. We picked up a few gifts and enjoyed admiring the plethora of regional talent. We even decided it would be the perfect spot for one-stop Christmas shopping.

If you are looking for a day-trip adventure within easy driving distance, consider visiting the Tamarack. Whether you love shopping, savor good food, appreciate art, or simply enjoy soaking up the atmosphere as John and I do, Tamarack is a cultural and creative escape close to home! 

Beyond Tamarack: Exploring Beckley

Pair your visit with the New River Gorge, Glade Creek Trail, or the Exhibition Coal Mine for a full weekend of adventure.

A rustic wooden side table with a round design featuring a dark finish and metal accents, standing on a carpeted surface.
A table handcrafted from a bourbon barrel for sale at the Tamarack.

If you want to make the weekend of it, Beckley offers plenty nearby:  the stunning New River Gorge National Park, Glade Creek Trail, Exhibition Coal Mine, historic landmark of Foster’s Main Street Tavern,  unique and local restaurants, and The Resort at Glade Springs  All told, they make for a weekend full of fun, flavor, and Appalachian charm.


Discover ‘The Soo’: Friendly Charm and Scenic Waterfront of Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario

by stephsimply, posted in Travels

“Situated at the heart of the Great Lakes, along the banks of the St. Mary’s River, Sault Ste. Marie is an international port of entry to the United States and continues to be an important destination for business, trade, and travel.”–City of Sault Ste. Marie website

Welcome to “The Friendliest City” 🏙️

If you have ever traveled to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, then you most likely are familiar with “The Soo.” Despite the fact John, my husband, and I traveled to and briefly stayed in this area June 2023, I never picked up on the name.  However, after spending a short time in Sault Ste. Maria, Ontario, I can say with confidence that I now not only know what “The Soo” is, but also I have been there and would highly recommend visiting this welcoming, community-centered place.

According to the city’s website, Sault Ste. Marie is known as the “Friendliest City” in Algoma, a district in Ontario.  I can certainly believe that assessment based upon our encounters during our recent visit. John and I met numerous friendly and helpful people throughout our short stay. During our stay, the Sault Ste. Marie was energetic and bustling during a temperate June weekend. The city was dressed in its best, filled with murals, gigantic art sculptures, and stunning, overflowing flower-lined streets and walks.

A bridge apart

The view of International Bridge from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario.

Sault Ste. Marie is nestled along the St. Mary’s River, which serves as an international divide between the US and Canada.  The city was incorporated 1912, but it was founded in 1680.  The town’s rich history makes sense given the fact it is situated among three of the five Great Lakes, including Superior, Huron, and Michigan. Specifically, The Soo Locks, located on the St. Mary’s River, allow freighters to travel between Lake Superior and the lower Great Lakes.  In fact, according to Sault Ste. Marie Pure Michigan, these locks move 86 million tons of cargo each year, which includes 95% of the United States’s iron ore.

Walkable/Bikeable City 🚶🚲

One view of Sault Ste. Marie Waterfront Boardwalk overlooking the St. Mary’s River.

One of the first noticeable highlights of Sault Ste. Marie is how walkable the town is!  Sidewalk lined streets, a boardwalk along the St. Mary’s River, and numerous other trails connected various parts of the city.  We were fortunate enough to stay at the Delta, a hotel right along the Sault Ste. Marie Waterfront Boardwalk. Measuring 2.6 km (1.6 miles), this boardwalk offers delightful views of the river, The Soo Locks, river traffic, and ample opportunities for people watching at the Roberta Bondar Park and Tent Pavilion. There are numerous picnic tables, benches, and gorgeous landscaping along the path.  

Visual Appeal 🖼️

The Art Gallery of Algoma at the foot of the Waterfront Boardwalk.

Images from the Elsie Savoie Sculpture Park at  the Art Gallery of Algoma.

Just steps from the end of Sault Ste. Marie Waterfront Boardwalk is the Art Gallery of Algoma. Overlooking the St. Mary’s River near public parks and trails, the Art Gallery of Algoma, according to its website, is committed to “celebrating culture, educating visitors, and enriching lives through the visual arts.” This commitment could be clearly seen and felt from the outside (They were closed on the day of our visit.) via their permanent outdoor exhibit, the Elsie Savoie Sculpture Park. These larger than life sculptures feature both Canadian and American artists and offer visitors and pedestrians alike visual interest, and, of course, plenty of one-of-a-kind photo opportunities. Additionally, the gallery offers numerous tours, a gallery shop, a cafe, numerous special programing, and rotating exhibitions throughout the year.

Historical Walk 🏢

The Sault Ste. Marie Canal National Historic Site, Saint Mary’s Island, and the Attikamek Trail are near the International Bridge.

At the other end of the Waterfront Boardwalk is the Sault Ste. Marie Canal National Historic Site, Saint Mary’s Island, and the Attikamek Trail. The island can only be explored by walking or biking along the Attikamek Trail. This 2.5 km (1.5 miles) loop offers visitors spectacular opportunities to view and photograph wetlands, wildlife, the International Bridge, and the Canal Historic Site.  Additionally, visitors can also view Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan directly across the river. According to one person, the island and trail are popular attractions for both locals and visitors.

The Hub of the City 🚶🏽‍♀️

The John Rowswell Hub can be found in the heart of Sault Ste. Marie.

Additionally, the Sault Ste. Marie Waterfront Boardwalk is part of the 25 km (15.52 miles) John Rowswell Hub.  This trail was designed to create recreational opportunities for residents and tourists alike as it connects several important sights of historical, cultural, and natural areas throughout the city.  John and I couldn’t help but notice that our hotel offered bike storage for those visitors hoping to take advantage of this trail and numerous other nearby biking and hiking trails. (There are even opportunities for winter fat biking!)

Flying High 🚁

Not far from the Waterfront Boardwalk is the Canadian Bushplane Heritage Centre.

Unfortunately for John and me, our visit was short, so we only had time to explore the riverfront area of The Soo.  However, one attraction we would have loved to have visited was the Canadian Bushplane Heritage Centre. This unique museum, according to its website, was established in 1987 by a nonprofit (www.bushplane) to safeguard Canada’s beloved bush planes and their history of forest fire protection. Most reviewers wholeheartedly recommend setting aside two-three hours to get the most out of this museum.  Appropriately located in a waterfront airplane hangar, this interactive center offers visitors 24 aircraft exhibits, including a CL-215 water bomber and the original De Havilland Beaver.  If we have the opportunity to travel to Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, this is one attraction that we definitely plan to visit.

A Boatload of Fun 🛳️

Be sure to include Miss Marie Sault Lock Tour on your visit to Sault Ste. Marie.

Another fun draw to The Soo includes a boat tour on the Miss Marie Sault Lock Tours. This two hour tour takes visitors through both the Canadian and American Locks. It does not require a passport, and offers various package and group rates.  Based upon the group John and I saw heading out, these boat tours look like a popular, and highly demanded attraction, and it is another adventure we wouldn’t mind experiencing on another visit.

Goat what?

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Imagine a goat beside you on the yoga mat instead of your beloved dog or cat? Sound impossible, but it’s not!

One of the more whimsical sites I wished I could have visited was Goatopia. This singular business, according to its website, offers goat therapy as a way to feel “calmer, lighter, and internally more spacious.” Goatopia offers group socials where participants of all ages can go to interact, groom, and learn about goats.  They also offer goat-yoga, which involves practicing yoga while goats roam freely throughout the space, interacting with practitioners. Plus, they offer group classes/corporate team building, community events, and birthday parties with their mobile goat petting farm!  

Catch the Soo Vibe 🤙

Catch the positive vibe of Sault Ste. Marie.

Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario offers has much to offer tourists. From the local farmer’s market to numerous parks and beaches, from a wide array of shopping opportunities to a number of museums and cultural events, and from sports and recreational activities to numerous restaurants and dining venues, this town has something for everyone.  The welcoming vibe of “The Soo” can be felt in its warm people, interconnected footpaths, and centrally located, community-focused commerce, culture, and recreation along the beautiful St. Mary’s River. Whether you’re visiting the Upper Peninsula, traveling through Ontario, or simply looking for a unique destination, Sault Ste. Marie is a vibrant and highly recommended locale.

Let your Life Be a Work of Art

by stephsimply, posted in Simple Observations and Musings

“Make your lives a masterpiece, you only get one canvas.”–E. A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly

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I recently came across the line, “Let your life be a work of art.”  These words were spoken by the late Thich Nhat Hanh, and they inspired me to reflect upon their deeper meaning.  As often happens, I could feel the tendrils of my brain entwining around this notion and exploring all of its complexities.  In fact, the next day, I found myself in meditation asking myself how to “live artfully” and contribute more beauty to the world.

It seems to me that all lives are pregnant with possible ways to share unique artistry with others. While I know, as Bucchianeri once wrote, we only get one life canvas, I’d like to think, that with the gift of each new day, we are each bequeathed a new canvas on which to create. Therefore, how do we bring about awareness and intention to our daily opportunity to create quality life art? 

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I think many great religious and thought leaders would point to nourishing your innerworld as a start. Initially this may sound self-centered.  However, I am reminded of the repeated directive instructing passengers, when flying on an airline, “put the oxygen mask on yourself first before helping others.”  This is because you cannot be of assistance to another person, if you don’t have a one true source for life. 

Therefore, it makes sense to foster a rich, more faith-filled inner life in order to create a more inspired and productive outer life.  Personally, I know when I mindfully start my day with time set aside for thoughtful devotion and contemplation, my actions are apt to be more harmonious and positive with others.  In fact, I find that if my inner world is unclouded, my actions and choices are more thoughtful and in better service to others.  

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That said, I don’t think it’s a linear or perfect process, but a gentle ebb and flow. When we seek, pray, read, meditate, and/or focus upon living more peacefully, as described in most major religions, we can then draw from a wellspring of faith, purposely seeking guidance for serving others.  However, that doesn’t mean we always remember to do that.  Mistakes, stress, anxiety, emotional overload, and so forth, can take us off our A-game for a span of time, but like a swing responding to gravity, our faith can draw us back to the path. 

The more we return to cultivating that inner-world, the more we begin to live in closer alignment with our higher purpose.  Life, it seems, begins to evolve and flow with greater ease, enhancing our ability to constructively contribute to the world and others around us. The greater the sense of ease, the less resistance and/or friction in life, thereby allowing for more effective and productive communication and actions.  Thus, the “art” we hope to create in life, organically continues to evolve and spread to others.  

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 In fact, at least based upon my current reflections on the subject, it seems to me, the more we get clear in our inner world, the more we learn to accept responsibility for our own actions and choices.  As we assume more responsibility for our own actions, we can begin to also foster more responsible reactions as well.  In fact, when our reactions become more moderated and considered, the more effectively we can generate a sense of calm, creating less distress in our own lives and the lives of those around us. 

Of course, writing about “life as art” is easier said than done. Nonetheless, I do believe it is worth trying. As with any work of art, the process is often filled with struggle, but as any artist can tell you, the process of creation can often be messy and imperfect.  Therefore, learning to artfully live with more intentionality and tempered reactivity is a process also permeated with struggle as it takes awareness, time, and a large quantity of patience with self and those around us. 

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However, by repeatedly returning to the cultivation of our inner life, our hearts and minds are gently reminded to remain in alignment with the higher purpose of our faith.  Even after those less-than-stellar days, that we all experience, we can return to our practice and consciously redirect.  In the end, this not only benefits you, but others also profit by your choices, and even more so, by your example.  This give and take of constructive and purposeful living creates a dynamic design of a colorful criss-cross of actions and interactions.

Admiring the beauty of a large pot of flowers, vincas, on my front porch brought me full circle in this “living artfully” thought exploration.  The flowers began as four tiny individual plants. In spite of all the crazy weather, the vincas have multiplied ten-fold, it seems, with eye popping color. The vincas are a reminder that our lives can flourish in similar fashion. 

Our Creator designed us with the ability to withstand dry times, heavy rains, and even stormy seasons. However, the more often we return to nurturing our inner world, the better able our True Source can work through us. By more frequently listening and surrendering to that deeper voice of God, the more we allow our lives to become the design of the Creator’s hands; and like the vincas on my porch, our lives can become unique and colorful works of art to which Hanh encouraged so many years ago. 

By creating the practice of cultivating our inner world, we can become aligned with our higher purpose. Through the ebb and flow of practice, we learn to accept responsibility for actions, consider our reactions, and allow the "art" of our life to flow with greater ease.
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Have Faith Like an Artist

by stephsimply, posted in Herald-Dispatch Articles, Simple Observations and Musings

“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”–Hebrew 11:1

“Art begins with resistance – at the point where resistance is overcome. No human masterpiece has ever been created without great labor.”–Andre Gide

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After two years of studying the black and white hard facts of science at the university level where she was doing quite well, my daughter, Madelyn, switched gears and decided to study art at a different university.  Nearly one and a half years later, she is thriving with the challenge of the creative process.  At this point in her art journey, she has worked with clay, ceramics, water colors, photography, printmaking, fabrics, charcoal, pen/ink, and several other mediums. I can’t help but feel a sense of wonder, as I watch her transform seemingly nondescript materials into works of art, at the level of her faith throughout each the process.  

It is her example of faith in action that got me thinking about my own faith and the faith of the world around me.  Personally, I catch myself repeatedly clasping and grasping for the way-it-should-be, the if-only-things-were-like-this, and the when-it’s-normal-again, rather than, like my daughter, trusting the process and allowing Divine Providence to work through her.  Instead, I keep resisting change and focusing on the down-side of 2020: negative attitudes possessed by so-called “others,” negative outcomes, negative requirements, negative situations, and on-and-on the list can go.  And, guess what, 2021 is just around the corner, and from the looks of things, the new year will continue with much of the same so-called obstacles of 2020.

This beautiful watercolor painting study of leaves took much effort, adaptation, and was an opportunity to learn a new skill that Maddie may not have otherwise learned.

When Madelyn first started in the art program, I witnessed her very real resistance to the process. Gone were the structures, rules, and methods of the scientific process on which she had relied for years. Instead, she was now being asked to create, out of a wide variety of materials, unique creations that adhere to the rules demanded by each requisite medium, course, and/or instructor(s).  While at the same time,  she is likewise expected to “break the rules” in order to avoid creating pieces that are commonplace, cliched, or conventional .

During these early months of her transition, Madelyn would make statements such as, “I don’t like ______;” “I don’t know how I’m supposed to create _______ with ________;”  “I don’t know why I have to ________;” and so on. The first few times this happened, I began to wonder if the field of art was the correct call on her part.  She seemed so opposed to the various requirements and loosely formed experimentations/expectations.  Nonetheless, by the end of each of those early projects and classes, she exited the other side having mastered a new skill and with tangible evidence as seen in each of the pieces.  

Part of Maddie‘s foundational display of her various pieces.

It is because of Madelyn’s example that I now understand that resistance is part of the process of faith. It is through the act of resistance, as counterintuitive as it may seem, that her faith is ignited.  Then, as she wrestles with each new style, material, and/or expectation, the embers of her creativity are fed, allowing the heat of the process to lead her through to the other side.  Thus, by acting in faith, Madelyn is able to push through the growing pains of each project and is ultimately able to create something new.

Like Madelyn’s initial struggles with art, I too have been rather contrary with the changes around me.  I have felt the opposition to things-not being-the way-they-used-to-be.   Like an indulged child, my mind has thrown numerous tantrums and protestations. I have mentally muttered countless grumblings and asked numerous questions as to why and how I am supposed to do ______.  Nevertheless, I am now realizing that it is this very resistance that continues to spark, not only me, but all of humanity into adapting, evolving, and creating a new way of living, being, and interacting with one another.  

Other works of her foundational art display

Faith, I am learning, isn’t blind acceptance that encourages the wave of our Maker’s hand, and, boom, we get our heart’s desires.  Faith is work; it is a labor of love, devotion, AND effort.  It is having the ability to believe in the unseen/unformed and to see that there is something new and original that can be formed through the very real friction of the struggle. Step-by-step, through set-backs, changes, and adaptation, faith is fortified.  Through perseverance, sweat, and belief, the faith process continues to grow and burgeon.  Embracing belief throughout the struggle, The One greater than us is inspiring change and challenging us with new situations and demands in order to foster growth in the same matter as Maddie’s art teachers force exploration of new materials and tools in order to push her capacity for creativity as well as her skill level.

When Madelyn starts a new art project, she typically starts with an idea.  However, I have noticed that she cannot cling to one way strict vision of the concept.  Sometimes, certain materials aren’t available.  Other times, what she originally envisioned would work, does not work in the way in which it was initially conceived, plans get altered, materials and tools are changed, outcomes or time-lines change, and sometimes even temperature fluctuations alter her outcomes/production.  It seems as if there are hundreds of tiny little changes and adaptations that contribute and influence her endeavors as well as the final product.  However, in the end, through the humility of her strivings, a new product is created, and a new skill set has evolved.

It took a number of life-news for Madelyn to get to this point.

That, to me, is 2020.  The canvas that we had at the beginning of 2020 was blank.  Individual and collective visions for the final outcome of the year varied, but we all relied upon a certain amount of consistently available materials, timelines, and predictable outcomes.  Then like the multitude of art projects I’ve observed Madelyn begin, things began to go off-plan. We have been asked to follow some of the same rules, but not all rules, use this material, but not that material; likewise, we are asked to improvise as needed, and, in-the-end, we are now developing a new way of living, being, and interacting. 

Therefore, like an artist, we must overcome our own resistance.  We must continue to work through the process, adapting and improvising when needed.  The end product may continue to evolve and change, but through our collective endeavors, energies, and faith in the unseen, we must trust that Divine Providence is inspiring us to create a new work of life-art. We are but tools in The Creator’s hands.  Have faith.

A reminder for all of us from Maddie.