Ken Blackburn and I and the artists and writers of the North (and South, you bet) Island, and anyone else who can get here, are going to explore sacred geometries in visual and poetic work, together, at Ocean Resort south of Campbell River. Walk the labyrinth. Heat up in the Sauna. Cool down in the sanctuary. Feel the stones along your spine. Feel the words in your blood and your blood in the words in the sea and in the Garden. Create the future with us. Enter the landscape. This is going to be great. See you there. Be eternal. Shantie.
Why was I not at this?