Peter Christensen

Jan 22, 2025 | e-know.ca | Peter Christensen

By Peter ChristensenOp-Ed CommentaryYesterday we were driving into Invermere, well, we weren’t driving, Yvonne was driving. I was riding shotgun and lookin’ out the window toward Mt. Nelson when just north of the big tent on the Reserve I saw a spike bull elk just off the highway with its head up laying on its forefeet and looking west. Behind it was an unkindness of ravens feasting on the entrails that had been knocked out of it by a truck.

Nov 13, 2024 | e-know.ca | Peter Christensen

By Peter ChristensenOp-Ed CommentaryNow that the American election is over and someone is finally in control of the greatest nation on earth we can all breathe a sigh of relief. World leaders are stumbling over each other to congratulate President Trump. Even Putin is ready to talk about peace. And Justin well, he is just Justin.

Jul 6, 2024 | e-know.ca | Peter Christensen

By Peter ChristensenKaren Armstrong, one of the finest living writers on religion, is a passionate and persuasive advocate of compassion. She writes, “
we can only truly have compassion for others when we first have compassion for ourselves.”Most certainly if we punish ourselves for not achieving every goal or desire that drifts into our target-driven consciousness we will have a disappointing existence. That said we should not be too hard on ourselves.

Jun 16, 2024 | e-know.ca | Peter Christensen

By Peter ChristensenOp-Ed CommentaryYesterday I went to the hot springs at Radium to relieve my aches and pains; we purchased season passes this year. There are a couple of outlets where the water is a lot hotter that I try to get to; however, a septuagenarian couple had already positioned themselves in front of it.

Mar 27, 2024 | e-know.ca | Peter Christensen

By Peter ChristensenOp-Ed CommentaryThere is a phone call from Johnny and Wendy, they are at Fairmont for a little get away, celebrating 50 years of marriage. They ask about dropping by for coffee on Saturday afternoon. We grew up together near a small rural community in Central Alberta. Our parents were farmers, we went to the same school from Grade One until Grade 11, we attended the same church, drank our first illegal beer together.