Category: Personal
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The Hidden Tempest…
The earth is shifting, the skies are swirling with devastating energy, and the seas are mounting. The last few days, and as I write, storms are landing in the Eastern States and Canada, and here in BC we just had a large earth tremor. Thankfully no major damage nor injury. It seems like a good…
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For Canada Day, a favourite Canadian moment…
Today is our country’s birthday, the day we wear red, the day Canadian flags un-wrinkle and stretch to flapping happiness expressing a little more patriotism than most days. I’m happy to say that I feel pretty Canadian. Born in Vancouver, British Columbia, raised partly in Banff, Alberta, and Prince Edward Island (where I experienced one…
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Nature Guidance….
Two weekends ago I was having a rough day. I was not in the “flow”. Our usual Sunday together was disturbed and I found myself alone and needing some nurturing. I turned to nature. I got in my car and drove to Lighthouse Park in West Vancouver(only 10 minutes away). I got myself into the…
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Out with the Old & In with the New… 2012
It’s the last day of 2011, and here we venture into a “new” year where we renew our cheque writing habits and scratch out the 1, and replace it with a 2, and initial the error. But, that’s just a technicality. Really, the New Year always seems to have a refreshing sense of renewal, a…
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Which Christmas category is yours?
Nostalgia: Moping, being artistically depressed, and longing with unrealistic tendencies for a past that probably had it’s problems, too, but in hindsight were cozy, Kinkadishly perfect. Now you altruistically give to strangers, whilst pining for the “old days”, which means when you were a kid. *cough, cough* … Or, you just miss certain people… Bah…
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Nature clearing the way for the Muse…
Since our film editor friends moved to the Okanagan to become vineyard masters, I have dreamed of picking grapes for them. (My first job as a youngster, outside the family business, was picking strawberries. Gathering food from the earth seems to be something in my blood.) Plus, there seemed to be a bit more stress…
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Poetry Saturday? Or Sunday?
I think we decided on twitter that it would be Saturday… but that was just yesterday. So. Here I am with a wee poem from last summer. Air Little sparrow Gasping for air Canary saying Don’t go in there Yellow dash Yellow pile Sparrow tips toes Backward Wings not yet Clipped.
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Summer 2011 poem…
This summer I was helping my parents make a significant change in their life. It was a very challenging time. To cope, I showed up at my journal nightly, wrote an entry and a poem. Not all were works of art, but as I briefly speak about on my website, I showed up. And, it…
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Jam… As My Therapy… yes, Jam…
The summer has passed without a wee blog post or two from me. I have a good excuse. It was one of those periods in life where you suffer, you grow, you pull your hair out, you cry, you pretend you’re a stand-up comic to get through moments, you rise to the challenges, you defend,…
