Posted on August 16, 2021
At The River
What do you treasure?
Time for slow making, cool dips, and hanging out with plants….
… Wandering time, endless vistas, soap altars …
… Deep stillness, co-regulation, perspective and reflection…
Being with and embodying the elements or earth, stone, water, trees, light. Reaching beyond ourselves…
Posted on June 20, 2021
Beauty shows up in a lot of different ways, but shines most brightly in those who have found their gifts and are giving them away!
I’m feeling inspired to take more portraits this Summer…for more, check out for a portfolio https://www.smugmug.com/app/organize/Adult-Portraits- and for more about me and my work www.applestarphoto.com
I’m so grateful to all those who have trusted me to witness them with my camera eye
Posted on April 17, 2021
The Stories We Tell Are The Stories We Live By
The stories we tell, are the stories we live by!Sometimes it’s good to look back and see where you’ve come from, not just with nostalgia, but with great appreciation and awe for the helpers, the stepping stones, and the growth.Here is a taste of what’s important to me in my visual storytelling…stay tuned for more.Children, attached, honoured in their diversity, free to explore and learn in the ways that work for them. Embodied play, risk, movement, dance. Culture repair, reconnecting with nature, community, ceremony, celebration, mentoring, the arts.I hope these images tell a little the story of the miraculous gift of witnessing and being witnessed, of upholding and protecting what is essential, and of connecting deeply!
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warmly and wildly, Belinda White
Posted on April 3, 2021
connecting with plants
Bright Forsythia here, with the beautiful light sparkling through Cedar blurred in the background.
Forsythia, a sturdy, early bloomer which thrives without much tending and heralds the Spring sun, is an invasive plant to North America, native to China. One variety is used in Chinese medicine: lian qiao, for chills, fevers, headaches and burns… the very youngest leaves and the yellow flowers are said to be edible…though come with a warning***the leaves contain glycoside and may cause cancer! For me this plant, named after Scottish botanist William Forsythia, has always hinted at Scottish ancestors, seems to take over abandoned properties and brings much needed burst of yellow energy after a long, grey Winter. It was spread through the rest of the world by Robert Fortune, another Scott, responsible for some truly colonial, botanical espionage! Forsythia. http://www.eattheweeds.com/foraging-for-forsythia-2/
This bright, raggedy plant is said to have the magic of divination, anticipation, and bringer of compassion, love, and sustainable, long-term goals! https://www.pattiwigington.com/forsythia-folklore-and-magic/
Invasive to North America and Europe: Yes
Edible: Flowers ~ Yes, tiny, early leaves ~ ?
I acknowledge and am deeply grateful to the land tenders of unceded, ancestral lands of Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish), Stó:lō and Səl̓ílwətaʔ/Selilwitulh (Tsleil-Waututh) and xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam) Nations.
Posted on March 19, 2021
The Poetry of Land
Deeply missing this land today…feeling the last wind whipped rains on the shores of my love tonight… Filongley, 3 years ago now, January, before the burst of Spring, I thought I’d found love again, but alas it was dashed. What life grows from these long, rough Winters? What clings to the shore, persistent, remarkable, trembling with texture and colour? Ah, sweet life, how I love you.
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Posted on March 7, 2021
The Long View and 7 Generations
This is the long-view – can you feel it?
The great blessing of mountains, of trees, of many layers…. incredible shoulders, arms and fingers of snowy land, created ages ago by huge glaciers grinding the silt fine into estuaries of fertile land and waters, home to so many more-than-human beings, plants, fish, insects, trees, furred and winged friends, all of them sheltering us, creating this sanctuary, this home and nourishing food! And yet…what do you feel? Fierce protection, tender care? Ownership? Responsibility?
It’s been a while since I’ve roamed the city or the woods with my camera – too many other projects to finish – these are from 2 years ago, but this light snow is typical and could have been this year. What am I foraging here with my camera eye? What use to gather such tasty visual morsels – beauty medicine perhaps, or more?
I spend my days mentoring children and adults outdoors in Nature Connection in hopes that we are raising a generation that will soar like an eagle and have that long-view, that deep sense of place not just in their back yards, or even their bio-region, but a sense of place among a family of that stretches backwards and forwards 7 generations in each direction! Just imagine that long view! What did these scenes look like 7 generations ago? Who tended these territories so that we could walk, live, ski, grow veggies, mow our lawns, pollute and bury creeks, build over an entire life-giving estuary, consume, consume, consume, build roads, and pipes, and choke life out of our mother? What will be here, or be gone 7 generations from now? What would you like your future children to see, feel, smell, enjoy?
When you walk out tomorrow, will you be treading on the body of your mother softly? When you rise your face to the sky will the rains or sun or winds of your father be kissing you? When you board down the glorious snowy slopes, will you lean back into the shoulders of your grandfathers and listen deep to what they whisper? When you head down to the water’s edge at sunset, will you send a prayer of love to Grandmother Moon? I still remember the moment I took these images two years ago. I felt the incredible lift of the steep hill, the silent buried creeks, and the sweeping perspective looking out over the now invisible estuary to the mountain range, exactly how it felt, in the glow of early evening, as if to gather me up. I’d been seeing more and more the trees beyond the trees, and the peaks beyond the peaks. This is what happens when you being to listen, begin to look, begin to thank the land and the ancestors, suddenly your wings soar, and an invisible wind lifts you higher to gaze at the long view.
Will you join me?
Gratitude to the unceded, ancestral lands of the Musqueam, Tsleil-Waututh , and Squamish Peoples.
Posted on January 6, 2021
“What would our lives be like if our days and nights were as immersed in nature as they are in technology?”
― Richard Louv, The Nature Principle: Human Restoration and the End of Nature-Deficit Disorder
“We have such a brief opportunity to pass on to our children our love for this Earth, and to tell our stories. These are the moments when the world is made whole. In my children’s memories, the adventures we’ve had together in nature will always exist.”― Richard Louv, Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children from Nature-Deficit Disorder
As Nature Connection Mentor as well as photographer, I spend half my time engaging in play, exploration, nurturing compassion, connection, resilience with the children. And then, the other half is spent in a kind of quiet awe, observing the many ways that time in nature, with lose parts, vast spaces, trees, rocks, pouring rain, darting squirrels absorbs the children so completely and draws out all manner of learning. I feel very lucky to do the work I do and to be able to witness and record the rich diversity of learning that can happen outdoors.
If you are interested in knowing more about my offerings as a mentor or as a photographer, I’d love to hear from you!
warmly and wildly,
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Posted on December 7, 2020
~ Celebrating Gifts ~
“You have no idea how hard I’ve looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What’s the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It’s no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these. So I’ve brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.”