Lake Country United Church

No Small Moments “Smoke Gets in Our Eyes” ©Hubcatstide2026 New lyrics to the oldie goldie by The Platters – during the Okanagan Fires 2026 Verse 1 You ask me how I know Our Earth’s heart is breaking Of course we reply, “Something deep inside cannot be denied” What do we do about what we have done? Verse 2 Some say this isn’t so Greed chooses blindness, we know When our hearts catch on fire because of hers Smoke gets in our eyes Bridge: Does greed laugh at evacuees? Si

No Small Moments Okanagan Lake, August 3rd, 2026 “It Only Takes a Spark” ©Hubcatstide2026 It is 6 am. My puppy, Ruby, is snoring beside me with one paw touching me – ALWAYS that one paw touching me, making sure I haven’t left. I can feel the light of a new day on my face and my breath, well, you don’t want to know. I went to bed with this picture seared into my energy… I took this picture from my living room window that overlooks Lake Okanagan. The West Shores, La Casa, Kil

Presence or Presents No Small Moments “Presence and Presents” ©Hubcatstide2026 Depending on what is happening in our lives, we want to stop time, slow it down, or speed it up. First kisses, if it is a great first kiss, stop time. If someone with whom we share a loving relationship dies, it feels like the world doesn’t care because time and all the everyday things just keep going as if nothing has changed. If we are nauseated or waiting for a surgery that will heal our pain,

©Hubcatstide2026 I want to talk about ASAP and the role we allow it to play in our lives. But before I do that, I want to share something with you that sums up why I am here. My purpose is not to promote a path or a way for you. My purpose is living in connection with the Spirit and in alignment with my values with hope that how I manifest the presence of LOVE will call forth within you the excitement and mystery of your own evolutionary process. In the simplest explanation,

Remember when you were a child and suddenly it appears…the gumball vending dispenser. I remember the feeling of looking at all the colored gumballs, hoping my mother would give me a penny and an orange one would roll out into my hands. I’m not a person who discriminates, except when it comes to my tastebuds. The white gumballs were my least favorite and a waste of a penny. When my daughters experienced this Western World phenomenon, the price had gone up. Ten cents may or may

“The Long Way Home” ©Hubcatstide2026, Traci Peters Hubbard, All Rights Reserved In this week’s No Small Moments I am sharing with you the “Introduction” to my Book, “The Long Way Home” … I hope it peaks your interest…it is written with a southern flair/accent… Introduction Sometimes, you just have to sit in things…like yellow onions sitting in bacon grease with garlic and salt and pepper floating their arrogance through the house like cocky teenagers. People need to slow down

“What’s in a Seed” ©Hubcatstide2026, Traci Peters Hubbard, All Rights Reserved Every morning we wake up we are faced with the choice of how we will live into our day. It’s a “Tomb” or Womb” choice. Will we be creative, curious, and courageous, birthing joy and kindness in ourselves and then out to others? Or will we focus on yesterday, things regret, things we cannot change but worry about as if we can? Will we let go of the invisible but very heavy rocks we carry? Or we wi