I drive in to Calgary for meetings and I pass industrial power lines on my way in. They are held by huge steel structure’s that look like giant men, one after the other fading into the distance. Carrying energy.

I see myself in these metal men. A Man who has energy coursing through his body. The energy of emotion. Joy, pain, sorrow, belief, conviction and suffering. Sometimes the sparks fly from my body and if you are to close you will be burnt. Sometimes I burn from within and you will feel me. Sometimes though I feel alone and the energy seems only to dwell in me.

At those times I must remember the person up the line, because at my best I realise that my energy does not live in a vacuum. It connects me to you, either when I lash out, or when I offer you the warmth of my love.

The picture of that solitary Man standing there channelling the energy is a stark one, but if I remember that I can be in you I see less of the structure and more of the ties that bind us together.

I will burn.