Women… taking the stage

It’s International Women’s Day March 8th, 2017.

I’m not going to go on about all the rights, movements, motions, marches, liberation, suppression, equality, love, violence, hate, bigotry, motherhood, sisterhood, beauty, nurturing, bold gestures, going back in time, empowerment, daughters, peace, activism….

Many are addressing these issues. And, well… I guess I sort of am. A tiny bit.

We women still have a long way to go to gain our place in this world. But… I believe our inner mother nature is sliding around quietly influencing, more than ever. And, we need it urgently.  In the past three days, Continue reading “Women… taking the stage”

Québec…My Country, Mon Pays

My plans to write about the film “Québec, My Country, Mon Pays” today became  heightened after the past weekend’s tragedy at a Québec City mosque. My heart goes out to the people who were practicing a peaceful prayer, their families, and the community, that includes us.

I lived in Québec City. J’ai vecu a Québec. I know that when we say “a Québec” (in Québec) as opposed to “au Québec” (also, in Québec) that the former means the city, and not the province, the latter. I spent 4 years there. First, studying French. Secondly, studying acting at Le Conservatoire d’Art Dramatique de Québec.

Then… Continue reading “Québec…My Country, Mon Pays”

Demain… Tomorrow… There will be one…

Hope. Commitment. Change. Health. Care. Movement. Not waiting for someone else to solve the problem.

That’s what we need. What the whole world needs. Especially, right now when there seems to be small groups of people making decisions that put millions at jeopardy, world wide.

The film “Demain” (Tomorrow) is an elixir, a well needed boost of encouragement to an overwhelmed feeling I’ve been experiencing lately.  “Demain“, which is mostly in English with French subtitles as there are many international interviews, is a documentary that takes us around the world to witness how different communities are taking social, healthy movements back into their own hands, through gardening.

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Yes. Gardening.

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Gardening… therapeutic art

My first garden was in the back yard of our Banff house in a little dark corner with black earth. My first plant, a strawberry plant. Our neighbours’ fence was high above, blocking my sun, but dripping gooseberries that I guiltily snuck from time to time. When my first strawberry emerged, albeit tiny, I was excited. My Mom had the main garden that produced peas, and, I’m sure a lot more, but I only remember peas.

Our PEI vegetable garden was massive as we had… Continue reading “Gardening… therapeutic art”

French Films in.. Vancouver? Yup!

Parlez-vous le Francais? Speak French? No? Doesn’t matter!!

Here in our own Vancouver, we are lucky to have French films being brought in by  Visions Ouest Productions, Régis Painchaud and Lorraine Fortin, for the 23rd Rendez-Vous French Film Festival. Around 50 films (including shorts) from Québec and around the world will be presented, most with English subtitles, between February 1-12th.

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I have some favourites, and some events that I would like to share on my blog, so stay tuned, if you’d like!

First of all, however… Continue reading “French Films in.. Vancouver? Yup!”

A bridge back to the arts…

The last few posts have been distinctly more political and heated. I had felt a strong need to write about something that impassioned me. The state of a group of seniors’ situation in a place in which I’m deeply familiar. That story hasn’t ended. And, I will keep a strong eye on it until it does. And, other stories related to seniors. (I have many up my sleeve)

But. For now… Continue reading “A bridge back to the arts…”

How deeply do we care…Action not just words…

Last Saturday night I watched a documentary called “What About Me?“. I scanned through comedies, dramas, and documentaries to find something that would soothe my despair over losing a friend to suicide last week. Imagining the incredibly bright light of Haigan Day in her final darkness alone sent myself stumbling blindly.

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“What About Me?” was the perfect balm for my soul. Philosophers, spiritual guides, ordinary people, and musicians were Continue reading “How deeply do we care…Action not just words…”