©Clr’18

©Clr’18

©Clr’18

Walking on her usual path to the bus stop, she rolls  her beaded bracelet with two fingers, whispering. At first she looks up at the sky, then notices the trees and branches waving shyly. Images of Amma floats in front of her, smiling…always smiling. Her mind is like a field of bumper cars going, coming and crashing. She has to slow down and whisper louder to block the distractions that clutter her mind.

Amma is known for her embrace but also for her compassion and humanitarianism

After several series, she is in her own world, sitting on the bus, watching the ice patches floating on the Saint Lawrence. Another mega bridge is being built parallel to the one the bus is crossing. All those men working in the cold. She shivers at the thought.

clouds holding secrets
Mother Nature knows
Snow, rain or hail

clouds holding secrets