Month: April 2011
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Passion at its youthful best….
When I was a kid, I remember lining up my teddy bears (a very motley crew that I loved very much) on the couch, putting on a “record”, and getting my conducting stick out. The songs were simple Christmas tunes with choral singing. Away I went! I never got quite as passionate as in the…
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Negative feedback? … Just keep going…
My Dad once said, “Don’t take no for an answer.” My Mom was equally bold in her advice. It was good. When I decided to audition for “Le Conservatoire d’Art Dramatique”, one of my French teachers rolled her eyes, and exclaimed (en Francais) that she knew French people who had tried to get in and…
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Earth Day 2011…
Today is Earth Day. It strikes me strange to have an Earth Day because every day should be organically, naturally Earth Day. However, that’s what we need to do now. Name days so we don’t forget. When I was a kid, being near nature and the earth was the essence of my being. I was…
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Meditation under a mask…
“Get a mold done of my face, tomorrow? Really? We need to do that?”, I gulped. I had had this done once before and didn’t particularly enjoy it. Feeling panicky, I had to really, really concentrate so claustrophobia wouldn’t take over. Currently, I’m starting to work on a project that entails mask work; therefore, we…
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Being brave…
Yes… I’m being brave because I’m, for the first time, (I think), putting up a blog post that is simply some creative writing. I found this piece I had written a couple of years ago. In fact, long before boldly diving into blogging. It shows my fear surrounding my writing, and also shows me that…
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Blossoming time…
Today, I chose to walk to a meeting in my neighbourhood. Well.. the meeting didn’t happen but it gave me another chance to admire spring, observe new plants, buds, and blossoms poking up everywhere. I recalled my first winter (early spring) in Vancouver when we wandered around in awe at the cherry blossoms in FEBRUARY!!…
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Buffoonery Flash Mob reactions…
On April 1st, 2011 downtown Vancouver, a big black limo stopped outside the Vancouver Library. Out came some very mysterious characters called bouffons. They roamed curiously, and discovered the area, and the humans present. They were quiet for awhile, and then.. …they danced. And, then they invited the humans to dance, too. On that drizzly…
