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I wrote this entire article before I finally abandoned the attempt to sleep, though of course, I lost most of it on the way downstairs. A pity, it was a brilliant piece as I was dictating it in my mind. Isn’t that always how it is, though? That, like the doorstep wisdom that allows us to find a perfect retort in only retrospect, is the sort of wry irony the mind seems to delight in occasionally.

It is three in the morning and I cannot sleep. I’ve tried for the past couple of hours but have tossed and turned, too warm in spite of the frozen night, my body reminding me of the painkillers I should have taken and my mind hovering around the edges of that odd lucidity that lies somewhere between consciousness and sleep.

By the time the kettle had boiled about all I had left of…

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Hey! Here’s a new idea

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It shouldn’t be. And it is kinda sad that is it. A New Idea that is.

How be we start to respect each other and each others’ points of view?

No muss. No fuss. No ranting – YOU ARE WRONG YOU ARE WRONG

How about – I do not agree with you.

But I respect you and what you think. I expect that you will do the same for me.

We should not be trying to change the other. There is room for DIFFERENT in this life. In fact it is essential to our very existence.

I figure we should not expect everyone to believe, to think, exactly as we. I figure we should not put down, belittle, negate, another because of a different belief, be it religion, politics, or favourite flavour of ice cream (maple walnut).

Thinking differently does not equal WRONG.

Am I dreaming or was this not the way it was purported we believe last century?

There – that should take the heat out of the situation.

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Drinks with that News?

Say, do we need 24 hour news coverage?

It occurs to me that it contributes in no small way to the rampant anxiety that is so pervasive worldwide. January 1st I decided, quite spontaneously, to embrace Dry January, the international campaign mostly embraced by the U.K., France, and Switzerland. Now approaching the last day of the month I have noticed subtle and not so subtle benefits.


I did not swear to not drink for a month, but decided on the one-day-at-a-time approach. No angst, just did it. The intent was not to quit drinking forever, but to have a brain and body reset. Will I drink in February? I don’t know. It just doesn’t seem like an important issue.


So then I wondered what else I might try for February. And the thought came with early morning light as I reached for my iPad to check the News from a number of sources, and found myself quite anxious at what I would find. And. Realized this happens several times a day.


So, I don’t believe in hiding your head in the sand from what is happening but I think I will start with the News once a day. Perhaps in the evening. I”ll figure it out as I go.


You see, I think News is no longer something that is just reported. I think once news became ‘24 hour’ accessible, it had to be pumped up to Grab Attention and Inflame Passions. And. Is. A. Major. Contributing. Factor. In World. Angst. I think legitimate investigative reporting has become Sleezy Attention Grabbing Passion Inflaming designed to ….?


So off to a adventure. I guess it all comes down to taking back control of my life and mind in small ways.

Possibly the sanest non-inflammatory words to simply explain..

I copied this from a cousin’s post on Facebook and think these are words that need to be spread.


I have been wearing a mask in stores (and limiting my trips) since March when this whole thing went down.
I’m not sure how being considerate to others for the common good is now being mocked by some who are calling it “living in fear”, but it needs to stop….


When I wear a mask over my nose and mouth in public and in the stores/Supermarkets/Pharmacies/Offices – I want you to know the following:
📷 I’m educated enough to know that I could be asymptomatic and still give you the virus.
📷 No, I don’t “live in fear” of the virus; I just want to be part of the solution, not the problem.
📷 I don’t feel like the “government controls me”. I feel like I’m an adult contributing to the security in our society and I want to teach others the same.
📷 If we could all live with the consideration of others in mind, the whole world would be a much better place.
📷 Wearing a mask doesn’t make me weak, scared, stupid or even “controlled”. It makes me caring and responsible.
📷 When you think about your appearance, discomfort, or other people’s opinion of you, imagine a loved one – a child, father, mother, grandparent, aunt, uncle or even a stranger – placed on a ventilator, alone without you or any family member allowed at their bedside…..Ask yourself if you could have helped them a little by wearing a mask.

Kitchener Firefighters Memorial Park

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It’s getting to be that time of year.  Warm days tinged with just a hint of approaching Autumn though no trees of colour noted yet.  After all it is early September here in Southwestern Ontario.

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Bronze Helmets represent fallen firefighters from our area.

But September is also a time of remembering.  In a world filled with tragedy on a daily basis 9/11 remains the one that struck so many of us, American and non-American.  It was a wake up call of sorts I guess, alerting us to Horror and Hope.

The other day I took a walk, as I do, aiming for that 10,000 step threshold to health.  I was  going to Central Library, strolling down a street with old trees and old very large houses when I came to the corner of Margaret and Queen and noticed a small park sort of nestled in the area of Centre in the Square, of The Art Gallery, apartment buildings, and beside the library.

Having nothing to do I decided to stroll through this pocket sized park that sported a sculpture in the middle.  Unsure exactly what it was, (we have some truly baffling sculptures here and there in the city) I approached cautiously.

My jaw dropped as I did a 360.  I had no idea how long it had been there at that point but knew I had to find out.

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Kitchener Firefighters Memorial

The sculpture was done by Timothy P. Schmaltz, a Canadian sculptor in 2008 to honour those killed in the line of duty.

As I followed the pathway I came across a rusted bit of iron and at first I grimaced.  Who would place this here amongst this beauty.  Then I read the plaque.

Fireman Memorial World Trade Center

The rusted metal beam is from New York City’s fallen World Trade Center and is 3.43 metres long.  The length is purposeful since 343 firefighters were killed that day.

World Trade Center beam

Steel from the World Trade Center has been sent world wide, even as far as China for Memorials.  It certainly has a fitting home in our Memorial Park.

The photos here are from winter (obviously) and of course my stroll was in the heat of a 28C day.  The photos are from the publication Under The Sun and the park, if you are in the area is at 101 Queen St. N. Kitchener, Ontario, N2H 6P1, Canada.

P.S.  Mr. Schmaltz I gotta say, I like your work.

 

Vintage Red

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Way back in 2011 as a very new blogger, and before this site was created I posted on my other site –

“I have just finished reading the novel Vintage Red by Michael Judge.

The introductory blurb says:  “Racy, blackly comic; laced with wit, both dry and expansive; a wicked ear for dialogue; cuts through to the bone, exposing venality of church and state – just a sample of the praise that greeted the arrival of this impressive first novel.” and “An original new voice and a breathtaking achievement”.

The story tells the story of a property magnate who finds after his wife’s death that she lead a disturbing life that he knew nothing about.  Throughout the book, we read about this other life and also about the husband’s domestic failings, his public amorality and his personal hypocrisy.

We learn how the wife meets a shy school teacher one afternoon…

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Down Memory Lane Workbook Now Ready

I have had experience with Judith’s Memory Lane course and it is easy and fun. It is meant for the next generations so you don’t have to sound like an author, you just have to sound like you, sharing your memories with loved ones.

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Hey, hey.it’s Saturday again.  Time for Six Word Saturday

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I am sorry to say that the site no longer exists, but some of us are continuing with Six Word Saturday. Please join us for a bit of. fun.

My six words are in the title if this post. To live in lives we leave behind, is not to die.”
Judith Baxter 1938 –

In 2009 I devised and have since run a course on Memory Witing,  This is not to write your life story, but to record your memories to pass on to future generations. But now, after so many years, the time came for the workbook to be updated.  And now it has been,

The course is ideally, run as a group, but sometimes I have had people who either didn’t have the time or the desire to work in a group, and so they have successfully worked…

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A Surprising Saturday full of changes – subtle as they may be

 

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Sometimes change surprises me.  And I ask myself, If change is not planned, is it then chance?

I think there are subtle changes constantly as time goes on.  It may be a subtle as adapting to how we do things.  Perhaps due to physical changes as we grow and age, or it may be a change in attitude or perspective.  With or without external influence because, of course, it could be due to internal influences.

I was surprised to realize changes I had made.  Without consciously planning – I think.

On this moist Saturday morning here in sunny southwestern Ontario, humidity was 100%, I awoke to some thoughts.  Of course.  Those who have followed me know I have this thing about first morning thoughts being the best and brightest of the day.

The most astounding change, which for some reason only occurred to me during the ‘brightest thoughts of the day’ moment was realizing MY changes of late.  For example, FB gives a voice to anyone who signs on, billions I think, and it gives a voice without thought or reason.  No filter necessary.  It’s a reactionary voice.  See a post – react.  Reminds me of the instructions on shampoo bottles – shampoo, rinse, repeat.  Reactionary posts, in my mind, are most often inflammatory.

I had gotten into a despicable habit, thought to really be a public service, until I really thought about it. Damn, ‘thought’ does change things.  Whenever I read a news article about some outrageous thing I would post it on FB.  And as you know while I used to call out perceived injustices in many things, there suddenly appeared someone on the world stage who  provided fodder not just daily but sometimes hourly.

The end result was I felt like um,  well you can guess.  Then I came across some more positive things to share and without realizing it I discovered I was feeling much better about the things.

See?  Change without planning.  Quite nice.

Another change that just seemed to evolve but I did not realize until my ‘brightest thoughts’ this morning is the way I carry out my day.  I am a huge advocate for  GOALS.  But only thought about them daily and never really and truly did anything about them.

Then as simple as rolling over in bed I started doing somethings differently.  My usual routine had been to wake, pick up  my iPad, check emails etc, play a game and contemplate my schedule for the day. ( A biggie when one is retired.)  Then one morning a few days ago a ‘brightest’ thought drifted across my brain – what if I did not look at my iPad but first got up, had breakfast, and carried on.  The first couple of times I chose to ignore said thought, but one adventurous morning followed that thought.  And it has made quite a change to my creativity, which is always best first thing. *Since I am blogging instead of vegging – it seems it was a good idea.

There are quite a few subtle changes I realize, and I won’t list them, but there are a couple of wise thoughts that repeat of late:

don't believe everything you think

Do not believe everything you think.’ As Louise Penny’s, Armand Ganache says, in ‘A Great Reckoning’

‘Three things to take care – Of whom you speak, To whom you speak, and when, and why, and where,’ A paraphrase from Judith Baxter  of ‘I choose how I will spend the rest of my life’ when she spoke of sayings her mother taught her.

There is a new project of sorts I have started.  It came from one of those blurby things on FB and I can’t refer you to it except it was about Headlines we read.  Pretty grim these days and instead of READING headlines to MAKE your own headline each day.  For instance: AGING WOMAN DISCOVERS CHANGE FOR THE BETTER NOT ONLY POSSIBLE BUT RELATIVELY PAINLESS.

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There are no facts, only interpretations. – Friedrich Nietzsche. The truth I think that validates everything you have to say.

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