Lockstep

I loved the first book, Junkie, and will catch up with this ASAP after Christmas! Thank you!

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I’ve just finished Lockstep the third novel in the Cal Rogan series, and it was every bit as good as the other two.

Cal Rogan is an ex-detective and recovering heroin addict. He has left the Vancouver Police Department and with his friend, another ex-detective who is now wheelchair-bound following an incident in their last case together has set up a PI company, Stammo and Rogan.

Rogan has entered into a contract with Rebecca Bradbury to find her eight-year-old daughter who has been missing for several days. Ellie, Rogan’s daughter attends the same school as Ariel, the missing girl.

Meantime, Stammo has agreed to help a friend, yet another ex-cop, find his teenage son hasn’t been in contact for some time.

There is a third case that Rogan is working on that of a candidate who has received death threats.

Political blackmail, drug peddlers, paedophilia along with his desire for…

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Talking to the Trees

From a friend of many years who lives what is only fantasy for most of us. Originally written a few years ago.

Source of Inspiration


Sometimes I feel so weary.
Life seems hard to bear.
I take long walks in the floresta,
and share my sadness with the trees.
They sway with understanding,
pat my cheeks dry with new leaves,
shelter me as I nap beneath
loving outstretched boughs,
only to awaken renewed and
peaceful once again.

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Yes, It’s Me, Back Again

Wonderful!

I choose how I will spend the rest of my life

Well, where have all the months gone since my last post? I must tell you that each week I say that I will start blogging again and each week passes without a blogpost.

So today is the first day of the rest of my life.

Yesterday when I opened this post from Elizabeth at  Laughing  Cow in France, it took me back two years to when I had that awful misadventure. I hastened to assure Elizabeth that life does go on after a major accident, even if at a lesser pace.  Elizabeth then continued the next day with part two. It is well worth reading and reminds us how quickly life can change and how lucky we are to live in countries where medical assistance is readily available.

And my tale tells how very good our bodies are at healing themselves even if sometimes they need a little…

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There is always a Do-Over

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Some folk like to get all tangled up in semantics.  Sometimes I am one of them.

But when it comes to Do-Overs  I pretty much believe Life is full of Do-Overs and a second chance is a D-Over.

If it were not then how could we ever progress?

What do New Year’s Eve, Birthdays, September, and the first day of each new season have in common?

It is all about being able to re-do.

Popular saying: There are no-do overs in Life but there are second chances.

As you know I believe Re-do and Second Chances are exactly the same thing.

A baby learning to walk takes missteps.  Do we tell that baby ‘No re-dos.’  Of course not. At some point there is a redo.  Every great inventor had re-dos, sometimes a thousand times or more until they got it right.

Perfection is never achieved but we can and will re-do. And so it will be for ever.  Humans are not the only creatures to re-do.  Technically every living organism does a re-do, even at a cellular level and that is how mutations develop.  Intrinsic changes that help us adapt to our environment. To survive.

And that is what happens on our journey. We re-do.

As a wanna be golfer I think Life is Like a Game of Golf.

Sometimes you play along and get to the 18th hole and shake your head wondering what went wrong.

Sometimes you play along and get to the 18th hole and shake your head wondering what went right.

But all it takes is one good stroke to keep you coming back.  That one good step for the baby keeps it trying.

Trying to do that again and figuring next time you will remember what and how you did it.

Fact is, sometimes you just do it.  If you are dieting you can follow all the rules; journal, measure, and weigh, plan, and somehow still come up short.  Although consistent effort will tell in the long run.  Sometimes you skim by, barely following rules, and are rewarded. Go figure.

Until death, we all get to Re-do somehow. It doesn’t take a New Year, new season, new month or even a new day.  A Re-do, re-commitment, can take place in a new second or minute.

In a second you can decide to re-do your diet, your work, your commitment to your relationship, to yourself.

The ability to RE-DO is Hope. And hope is what Life is about.  Hope is believing there is something better.  And I think ‘better’ can only be done by re-doing,  Learning, improving.

                                        RE- DO AND BE GENUINELY KIND TO YOURSELF 

 

Yes, I Suffer From TDS

TDS…sigh

This, That, and The Other

TDSTrump Derangement Syndrome (TDS) is a mental condition in which a person has been driven effectively insane due to their dislike of Donald Trump, to the point at which they will abandon all logic and reason.

I admit it. I suffer from Trump Derangement Syndrome. But it’s not because I’ve abandoned all logic and reason. It’s because I’m still clinging to logic and reason.

You see, I think any rational, thinking person should, as I do, believe that Donald Trump is a threat to our American democracy. I see disturbing connections between how fascism and authoritarianism took hold in other countries and what is occurring in the United States at present. And it scares the shit out of me.

And apparently I’m not alone. The American Psychological Association noted in a recent survey that 57% respondents said “the current political climate” was a top source of angst in their lives. More people…

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A Blog Tour

Judith this is a wonderful post! Thank you for introducing me to Zoe!

I choose how I will spend the rest of my life

Those of you who have followed my blog for some time, know that I am a fan of Zoe Sharp,  and particularly her protagonist Charlie Fox. Well, now Zoe has created and published a stand-alone novel, “Dancing on the Grave” If you would like to read an excerpt from the book, click here.

Dancing on the grave

I looked forward to reading this book and must thank Ayo Onatade for inviting me to join the tour and to Zoe for providing an advance copy of the book for review

There are 11 other bloggers in the tour. Here’s the programme.

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All of these bloggers are new to me, but won’t be for long. What a good group Zoe and Ayo have put together.

Note – If you are having problems reading the sites, email me, or leave a comment, and I will send you a word doc.

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Judge not…

The path to self-improvement, self-awareness, or whatever you want to call it is rocky, winding, convoluted, strewn with obstructions (I suspect of our own making), and littered with shiny objects designed to distract us, and keep us from reaching truth.  I don’t know why it is this way.  I just think it is.

For truth is where improvement lies.  And of course you all know by now what I think of truth.  It like ‘fact’ is merely a perception.  So is truth that personal a thing?  Truth or the perception of truth is so personal that it can only be my truth, and not necessarily your truth?

I am seventy-one and no closer to wisdom than the day I was born.  Is truth wisdom? Or does wisdom lead us to truth?  I think of these things every time I learn something new about myself.

Recently I discovered that under the guise of love I have been judgmental.  Judging the actions of those I love, but not realizing it was judging, rather thinking it was love mixed with ennui and fear?

How did this epiphany occur?  By discovering that those who love me (give your head a shake if necessary, I am not talking about romantic love) have in fact been judging me.  This all came about because of a decision I made about something, that, while it did not impact my nearest and dearest caused them to make a judgement. About me.  “Well she shouldn’t have done that.”

When this came to me through a conversation designed to explain concern my initial reaction was, “??”

I mentally objected that my nearest and dearest were judging me.  There is no question that they love me.  And they think their concern is in my best interest.

That’s when it hit me.  The awareness really had nothing to do with them but it acted like a mirror.  That’s when I realized that I sat in judgement of those I loved.  It did not change my love for them.  But I discovered a few uncomfortable things:

  1. When you sit in judgement of anyone, you place yourself above them.
  2. You may think you are loving them, but when you judge, that is not love. It is judgement.
  3. To truly love you must not judge but must accept. Right or wrong you accept.
  4. Your love provides a safe place. You are the rock.
  5. We are all human. We make the worst decisions at times.  And at those times those who love us never stop.
  6. There are no conditions to love. (If you do this and don’t do this I will love you)

The most difficult thing is to realize that no matter how old you are there are always lessons to learn.  And even more humiliating is the realization that so many others recognize the Truth long before you.

I know one thing;

I will never again judge those as right or wrong, those whom I love.

This is not about me.

Hope Abides

A new day dawns with the realization that calling out evil and ignorance and confrontation only breeds hostility amongst the very people hating chaos and evil, which in itself only creates more hostility and chaos.

Response, feeds the desire for attention necessary to give this life force strength.

Perhaps every news channel and every person should spend one day ignoring entirely, and use the time to contemplate more effective measures.

Right now we are only playing Evil’s game. Put a little kindness in your hearts and minds today. Towards others. Towards yourself. Have yourselves a wondrous day.

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

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