Deep Blonde Thoughts

What do Cats Think About?

2012-01-08T11:51:00.000-05:00

So… I'm taking a break from some serious reading and mundane domestic matters.

One of my children asked the other day as we observed the resident felines, "Do you think cats think and know that we know that they are thinking." Or something along that line… It was early.

My groggy response was, "I don't know."

I won't get too deep into wasting time and pixels on my own research but I suspect that our cats plan and scheme. Snuggles often wanders around the apartment, back and forth between rooms and gives out a pathetic whine until he settles on a place to nap. We have documented, video proof that Geneva isn't all that bright at times. That was shortly after I documented her ability to plan. One could say that I was projecting >^..^< and creatively distracted.

Other humans have asked the question if cats think so I'm going to save time by linking to their blog postings here and here. Whether they are truly scientific, I don't know. It's fun to read comments from their followers. Then there are copious books on the subject. One of my cat writer lady friends partnered with her furry business partner from many years ago on a publication cleverly titled "Mewsings/Musings".

What was interesting that curious morning was that they were just sitting quietly, as if they were waiting... Either that or they were meditating. I suspect they were waiting for me to leave for my afternoon meeting.

When I returned home in the early evening and flicked on the light in my room, I noticed some furry lumps on my bed.

Ah, yes. The loveable, annoying male had also made himself a nest right near my pillows. It's kind of cute how he does that. Good thing I'm not allergic to cat fur.

Too bad I had to relocate him when I finally prepared myself for bed and curled up for a winter's night sleep. Since I had forgotten to secure the door shut, he was back in the early hours, prodding me to get up and serve breakfast.

Mornings could start in a much worse way. I give my thanks for these >^..^< small annoyances.

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Thank you for reading this far. If you like my writing style, you may enjoy reading The Year of the Rabbit, a novel about fate, family and forgiveness. Sample some excerpts and enjoy feedback from people who read the earlier print version. Download a free sample of the ebook from Smashwords. No trees were harmed ;o)

What is Time...

2011-12-31T11:14:00.000-05:00

New Year's Eve is upon us. It's still morning in Ottawa yet some places in our wonderful world are already celebrating 2012's arrival.

One part of me appreciates the human need to measure and track things like distance, space and time in set increments. I can also appreciate and respect the measurement of time in natural cycles.

Years ago, I came across in interesting quote about time by a lady named Sarah Ban Breathnach:

"Chronos is clocks, deadlines, watches, calendars, agendas, planners, schedules, beepers. Chronos is time at her worst. Chronos keeps track. ...Chronos is the world's time. Kairos is transcendence, infinity, reverence, joy, passion, love, the Sacred. Kairos is intimacy with the Real. Kairos is time at her best. ...Kairos is Spirit's time. We exist in chronos. We long for kairos. That's our duality. Chronos requires speed so that it won't be wasted. Kairos requires space so that it might be savored. We do in chronos. In kairos we're allowed to be ... It takes only a moment to cross over from chronos into kairos, but it does take a moment. All that kairos asks is our willingness to stop running long enough to hear the music of the spheres."

Deep and far out. Sarah is the author of a book called "The Simple Abundance Daybook" and has a web site: www.simpleabundance.com

Once again and since I don't function well in large, noisy crowds, I will be ringing in the new year at home with family and felines. We will celebrate with music, colourful Christmas lights, tasty treats and a bottle of Ice Cuvée VQA.

I will let my structured and creative sides merge long enough to explore New Year mandalas. I'm willing to try just about anything once.

Another celebration will be upon us in less than a month. The quiet, creative and brave Year of the Rabbit will make way for the Water Dragon. With the Year of the Rabbit novel behind me, I look forward to exploring new projects and realms in 2012 and beyond.

Wishing a Happy, Healthy New Year to family, friends and kindred spirits.

One problem is... I may not be able to help finish that bottle of bubbly for very long after midnight. We may have to open it sooner. Besides, it's already New Years somewhere in the world ;o)

Tis the Season

2011-12-03T07:47:00.001-05:00

Yes, giftmas is upon us.

Family and friends gather to share in good cheer, attempting to brighten up the long, dark winter days. Some exchange gifts during their visits. I think wine and chocolate are the safest and most-popular.

People are scrambling for deals in the retail stores or online. Good-hearted individuals and groups are making efforts to ensure the less-fortunate will have a good Christmas. I am sure that we all feel for the children and adults who are struggling financially and emotionally this time of year - and beyond.

As a single parent, I agree.

Soon I will have to venture out into the malls to pick up a few items requested by my offspring. One has a birthday just after Christmas and convinced me that only one present will bring happiness although it happens to be one of those expensive electronic distractions. Since this child is working on a masters degree (insert gush of pride here), I will bite my tongue and strive to accommodate that request.

We tried the pared-down gifting approach a couple of years ago. I don't think it went over well. Now that we are in smaller living quarters, they are not impressed that we do not have room for our artificial tree. We'll work something out to decorate this petit apartment with festive colour and cheer. It will be the first Christmas here and hard to measure up to our previous, spacious abode. Even the cats >^..^< agree that there isn't as much room here to roam, lurk and express their own creativity.

And lets not forget the significance of this time of celebration. The gifting represents the gifts of the Magi who were delayed in arriving at the stable. Their only GPS reference was the bright, guiding star. They also didn't stop to ask for directions. (pause for feminist quips)

The birth of the child represents hope for a troubled empire. If one were to wax poetic and philosophical, the birth can represent a rebirth within ourselves to see our world again as one full of hope and joy, putting aside resentments and conflicts. This is why we make those silly New Year's resolutions. Kudos to those who want to quit smoking and other vices. Respects to those who want to conquer harmful habits and thoughts.

We are an interesting mix of individuals but with some effort and collaboration, we can be unified in our goal to cure humanity of its ailments. Two of the worst are fear and greed. Hopefully the occupy movement and efforts by a few super-rich individuals helped give some consciences a stir. Although some people can be shamed into change by positive peer pressure, I think the actions have to be fully their own choice. Else, there will be a lingering resentment.

It puzzles my pretty blonde head how people who have so much don't want to part with just a bit that would improve the lives of many others. I challenge fortune and welcome the opportunity to be put in that position :o)

In my novel, The Year of the Rabbit, the birth of a child also represented hope and joy. Although baby Harry was the product of a shameful teen pregnancy, his arrival brought joy into many people's lives - especially that of lonely, young Sera.

Coming full circle with the gifting theme, I will end this post with a discount offer for those who wish to purchase the Ebook version of The Year of the Rabbit, A Novel about Fate, Family and Forgiveness. If you ventured out or online to purchase an EReader for a loved one, why not add this bittersweet tale to the list of books too? It's available in many supported formats. While considering, scroll down my Smashwords ebook page to watch a funny video of Geneva Tabby cat, my meuws, inspiration and distraction.

If you have gathered any wisdom from this pensive post, it's that the world needs more love, compassion and... funny cat videos. If you are not YET convinced about the novel, check out the comments from readers of the first print edition.

Thanks for dropping by. Next time, bring wine or chocolate :o)

T

Prince Charming is in a coma

2011-11-27T17:26:00.001-05:00

So, I've been following Once Upon A Time on CTV the past few weeks. I am enjoying the fairy tale references and how the characters are thrown into present day life without a clue of who they really are.

Poor Snow White / Miss Blanchard. At the urging of young Henry, she sat at the side of John Doe's hospital bed to read from the special story book. She witnessed him stir back into consciousness. Then a few hours later, he goes missing.

I like how Emma and Snow play the part of the heroines, rescuing Prince Charming from the wilderness after he wakes and wanders off from the hospital. Then, of course once returned, some beautiful blonde woman shows up to visit him and reveals that she is his wife. Damn! What timing and suspiciously seems to have been arranged by the evil queen / Mayor Regina Mills.

The mixed-up show makes for an entertaining distraction from a lonely existence. Recently, a sweet person comforted me due to doubts about finding a man whom I could trust in a relationship again. Throughout the conversation, he assured me that I was smart, attractive and a strong Canadian woman. That rang nicely to my ears. Strong Canadian Woman.

I like to think that I have become stronger over the years after keeping demons at bay while supporting my family, working full time and volunteering. There are times when I wonder what ever happened to my prince charming, the ideal husband. Well, in the darkest of times, it's hard to believe that those even exist. It's even more challenging as we enter the long, Canadian winter.

Until Prince Charming wakes up or comes riding in on his white charger, I will be my own hero and evolve even more into a Strong Canadian Woman. Merci, tres gentil monsieur.

If you want to meet a heroine in the making, come read about Sera Fletcher in my novel The Year of the Rabbit.

Thanks for stopping by.

T

Fundraising for CHEO November 20th

2011-11-11T16:16:00.001-05:00

Mark your calendars, open your hearts and wallets

The nice people at Ottawa Independent Writers will once again raise funds at their book fair for the Children's Hospital of Eastern Ontario. A raffle for a basket of books donated by The Dundurn Group will take place with all proceeds donated to CHEO. In past years the raffle has raised between $200 and $300 for CHEO.

You are invited to drop by the Ottawa Authors & Artisans Fair 2011 to purchase raffle tickets and browse the tables of local talent.

Admission is free.

Date:    Sunday, November 20, 2011
Time:     10 a.m. - 5 p.m.
Place:     Jack Purcell Centre, 320 Jack Purcell Lane (at Elgin) Rm 203
Details: http://www.oiw.ca/events.php

Sorry, they won't be selling raffle tickets prior to the event. They want people coming down to the fair in person to buy them and... to visit the authors and artists at their tables.

Our gal Florence T Lyon will be there, promoting the Ebook version of her novel "The Year of the Rabbit". Do drop by to pick up some info and a coupon code that will save you money on a gift purchase - until December 24, 2011.

See: http://www.yearoftherabbit.ca.

Thanks!

Once upon a time...

2011-10-30T14:41:00.001-04:00

I enjoyed watching the premiere of Once Upon a Time on CTV last night.

A pretty blond lady named Emma sees her life change forever when the son she gave up for adoption 10 years earlier finds her on her 28th birthday. He keeps referring to this magical fairy tale book that he carries around. When Emma takes him back to his parents in "Storybrooke" (of course) strange events occur.

I thought it was pretty clever how the story flipped back and forth between the fairy tale existence and modern times. Finally, we got to see how Prince Charming and Snow White got together, married (nearly ruined by the evil queen). Wait a minute... wasn't that in Sleeping Beauty or... was it the birth of their daughter?

Anyway, as in many a tale, there is a child that soon turns out to be the hero and saviour. Emma was that child, thrust into the modern dimension after being hidden in the magical wardrobe. Wait a minute... Aren't they mashing fairy tales here? What were their writers smoking or were they just getting lazy?

Didn't we all grow up reading fairy tales and later, reading them to our own children? They are great escapes based on tried and true formulas. Usually things work out well in the end. Emma and I have a few things in common. I like to believe in happy endings but due to life challenges, I have become a little jaded about meeting my prince in shining armour.

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In my novel, The Year of the Rabbit, we learn that Matthew Fletcher had been adopted. We also learn about a teen pregnancy and the struggles faced by the two families involved. I like to think it has a happy ending.

Power of Laughter

2011-10-29T17:51:00.000-04:00

I like to laugh. I need laughter in my life and am a strong believer in the health benefits. I like watching stand-up comedians on TV. I like watching funny videos with my family. What I don't like is if it's at someone else's expense. That's just not nice...

I figured that it was about time I uploaded something to my YouTube account. I thought and thought what would be worthy to share with the world. Then one of my favourite entertainers gave me an idea.

You can read more about Geneva Tabby's influence on my writing in this blog post.

Thanks for stopping by. Chin up. Keep smiling.

Vacationing and my train of thought

2011-10-22T15:47:00.000-04:00

A few weeks ago, I took a much-needed vacation and little trip to a nearby city. I had planned this for months.

I rode the train there and back. A couple of relatives joined me for a few days so we could enjoy time together and get caught up with updates on each others' lives. We even went to see a live theatre performance. We ate well. We drank wine and raised our glasses in good cheer.

The train rides were relaxing. I watched the colourful landscape as it streamed by or I read a book. I also took time to record events, feelings and strings of poetry in a jot journal. I was able to satisfy a yearning to travel by train and recall fond memories of vacations past.

Trains are a common occurrence in my novel The Year of the Rabbit. Trains provide entertainment for children who counted box cars during lazy summer days. Trains brought people to visit. They also took people away.

When I returned home to Ottawa and later to work, I was greeted by a pile of email and requests for my attention. I took a methodical approach in attending to the issues of most importance. I also took inventory of who or what I wanted to keep in my "backpack".

I was tickled to learn that people had seen one of my posters about the novel and they wanted to purchase a printed copy of the book. I was sad to mention that I did not yet have time to produce the second printed edition. Perhaps some miracle will work its way in to my schedule this fall!

Perhaps also a miracle will occur in repairing or replacing the family Mac which bit the dust about the same time as Steve Jobs passed away. Strange coincidences…

My writing urges will have to be satisfied by limited sessions on my son's Macbook Pro or by sitting in quiet reflection and starting on another blank journal. :o) But how would you enjoy my deep blonde thoughts if I hibernated away in my solitary pages?

One thing I made sure of when I returned to the daily grind... I started plans for my spring vacation.

Thank you for reading this far. If you like my writing style, you may enjoy reading The Year of the Rabbit, a novel about fate, family and forgiveness. Sample some excerpts and enjoy feedback from people who read the earlier print version. I'm pushing the Ebook version with a special discount until October 31, 2011. No trees were harmed ;o)

T

Frog Princes and Ancient Wisdom

2011-10-02T11:48:00.000-04:00

On a typical Saturday morning, I'd be in my pajamas until noon, sipping coffee, writing, tapping on the keyboard or puttering around our tiny abode. Yesterday was an exception. On one of the coldest, breeziest autumn mornings in the Ottawa Valley, I took two buses downtown to attend an event at City Hall. Did I mention this was on a Saturday morning? What in the world would make me sacrifice my cherished "me" time to venture out in this weather and subject myself to the eclectic crowds of weekend public transit?

Yesterday was 2011 Friends for Peace Day, at Jean Pigott Place. The 9th annual Celebrate Friends for Peace Day is on the first Saturday of October. Friends for Peace is a nonprofit organization and works for peace, planetary care and social justice. One of the organizers is a member of my writing group. He's also a wonderful man, surrounded and supported by wonderful, committed people.

I was hoping to meet a friend there as well. Due to our loosely made plans and my forgetfulness to confirm, she was waiting at home for my call. I have since apologized with intentions that we get together for lunch this coming week. In a way though, it's a good thing I forgot. If I were to apply the belief in fate or divine intervention, I could offer that something made me forget... for a reason.

Don't run away! Please continue reading about my solitary journey. You may find it interesting. That's right, take your hand off the mouse or touch pad thingie and just scroll down. Go with the flow...

The morning attendance was a little sparse. Not many audience members were willing to take part in the dancing and vocalizing activities that encouraged participation on the stage. To less open-minded folk, it may have seemed a little "airy fairy" and would require some "herbal inhalation" prior to engagement ;o^

With catlike elusiveness, I retreated to the back of the room where I chatted with acquaintances, toured around the silent auction tables and wrote down my bids on various items. Aside from books and practical items, an adorable ceramic frog candle holder tickled my fancy. He was the cutest frog prince I had seen in a long time. Jaded, with a touch of bitterness and a sprinkle of dark humour, I figured he would be a crowning consolation for the number of toads I've had to kiss in my life time. I chortled as I out-bidded a gentleman in line ahead of me.

The afternoon activities were well-attended, especially the Orkidstra performances and the awards ceremony with special guest, Mayor Jim Watson. Ode to Joy, Lean on Me and other songs lifted our spirits and sealed the bond of peace and connectedness. Peace and love were in the air :o)

During a lull, I toured around the exhibitors and made another round of the silent auction tables. What's this? That guy was outbidding me on the frog candle holder! A strange, competitive force came over me. I was determined to win that frog so I upped the offer once again before I turned to explore the exhibitor booths.

Carol's Jewelry Box booth appealed to my love for The Tree of Life, as relates to the Egyptian print still in storage since our move in May and... to the beloved cherry tree in my novel. Carol's table was adorned with gem stone pendants in different colours and sizes. I decided that a Tree of Life pendant would make a lovely souvenir - something to wear as a talisman while I write poetry, purple prose and inspirational blog posts ;o) I'm wearing it now.

While I was strolling around and smiling at folks, one of the exhibitors from the east coast engaged me in conversation about his involvement in Aboriginal initiatives. He mentioned several services he provided and responded politely when I questioned if some of them were perhaps in the category of "new age" medicine. We shared an interest in ancient wisdom by indigenous peoples around the world. I expressed my interest in aboriginal mythology - especially the trickster rabbit (and took advantage of the opportunity to mention the novel as I handed him one of my business cards). In response to the "Fate, Family and Foregiveness" description, he stated "Things happen for a reason" and suggested that I try his Australian Wildlife Wisdom cards.

"What? Are they like Tarot cards?" I asked, resisting the usual rolling of the eyes.

"No," he replied as he dug into his bag of tricks and pulled out a small flat box covered with what I could describe as a psychedelic pattern. Inside was a deck of cards, each with an animal character on one side. The box also contained a book with descriptions of each animal and what they could represent to the card holder. He suggested that I find a quiet place to sit, shuffle the cards then pull one out and read about it.

What's the harm? I was tired from walking around and being surrounded by the noisy crowd. Even for a peace festival, I was feeling a little overwhelmed. I found a bench in the relatively quiet foyer of a side entrance. I shuffled the deck. I shuffled and shuffled then pulled out a card.

It was the Rabbit.

I laughed nervously then braced my cynicism as I opened the little guide book. Without giving away details of my current life journey, one of the key things I took away from the description was the risk of having too many ideas or offspring (i.e. initiatives and creations). I knew this. I have felt this for months. My pretty blonde head gets full of ideas and I've been juggling creative initiatives for a while. I had wondered if or when one of the balls would have to drop or become placed in a back pocket for a while.

As my new-found guide was preparing to serve a client, I returned the box and thanked him for the opportunity. He shared a smile as I revealed that I had pulled the rabbit card. In the midst of the noisy crowd, what I could discern from his advice was to take away the positive message from the card.

I mulled that over as I departed on a quest for groceries. After two bus rides in search of a particular store, I got off at the wrong stop. I noticed a book shop. Oooh. What's the harm in taking shelter from the wind in here for a while? Besides, I wanted to find a book on Jungian Archetypes so I could do some independent research. As I browsed the crowded shelves, I felt at home. CBC Radio 2 was playing in the background. As I dug through the merged psychology and self help section, I pulled out a book with white and black covers titled "Second Time Around". Author Anne Lovell provides advice to people on overcoming anxieties of failed relationships and how to build a strong, lasting and rewarding relationship for the future. Ha! I scoffed bitterly.

As I turned the book over, I half listened to the radio interview. The interviewee said, "oh yeah... I also had a rabbit" Hello? What? From what I could harvest from the conversation was that he had been or was a magician.

Coincidence? Perhaps. I bought the book anyway :o\ and proceeded on my way to procure provisions for my family then return home.

Yesterday provided me with quite the little adventure blessed with encounters and opportunities. After I ate dinner, I settled in to check email and perform some volunteer tasks. One of the messages was from the silent auction organizers, informing me that my bid had won the coveted frog prince. I laughed out loud, nearly spraying Chai Tea on the Mac.

Now... was that a lovely coincidence or the result of self-directed destiny?

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Thank you for reading this far. If you like my writing style, you may enjoy reading The Year of the Rabbit, a novel about fate, family and forgiveness. Sample some excerpts and enjoy feedback from people who read the earlier print version. I'm pushing the Ebook version with a special discount until October 31, 2011. No trees were harmed ;o)

Supporting Earth-like Life

2011-09-25T14:45:00.000-04:00

Recently in the news: "European astronomers announced the discovery Monday, along with news about 50 other planets outside our solar system, at a U.S. conference. The most exciting of those planets is only the second to be confirmed as lying within what astronomers call the Goldilocks zone: not too hot and not too cold for liquid water to be present – water, of course, being the key to supporting Earth-like life."

Details at: http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/technology/science/newly-discovered-planet-in-the-goldilocks-zone-just-right-to-support-life/article2162816/

I appreciate their discovery and report. My subsequent reaction is... Perhaps we all could remind ourselves, politicians, big dirty, power-hungry industries that we should be maintaining the support of Earth-like life here on Earth itself.

Just saying...

Writing as therapy

2011-09-15T13:56:00.001-04:00

The novel received coverage in the Citizen's The Wrap last weekend. Follow details in the blog for The Year of the Rabbit.

I accepted an opportunity to promote the novel (for free, at that!) as well as recall and share a very challenging time in my life. It's a small compromise of privacy compared to what I had to endure and reveal to strangers during the three-year criminal trial. I consider myself a real life survivor.

The article mentions my use of writing as therapy. I have already heard from people who read it, who praised my courage and mentioned their own experiences with domestic abuse.

I've been writing and speaking about writing as therapy for years, it seems. I spoke of this in June at an arts event. Writing out daily activities, memorable events, plans and dreams help me express joy, sadness, love, loneliness, curiosity and recognize a need for change.

The pen can be mightier than the sword.

Happy New Year

2011-09-04T16:01:00.000-04:00

If you have school-age children, you will likely agree that this weekend is the one before a fresh new year.

Those of us who remember our school days with some fondness will agree that the first week of September is more like a new year than is January 1st.

I remember the promise of new clothing, new pens, colour pencils and wads and wads of fresh, blank paper! I recall the surprise of seeing classmates who grew inches taller over the months and crushes who seemed even more attractive and swarthy due to their summer adventures.

Then there were the teachers, lockers, cliques, bullies and getting lost trying to find your classes. I try to block out memories of the strict Math teachers and fondly remember the inspiring English teachers. Thank you Mr. Tremaine and Mr. Maul. Thank you for making us sit quietly for ten minutes as you would read a selected passage. You ignited my curiosity to read more works of fiction and quite possibly, a desire to write some of my own.

Now-a-days, we're hearing terminology like "the inclusive classroom" where "... teachers will have to consider the many learning styles and needs they may have in the classroom. That means, going beyond the textbook."

Parents not only have to budget for "in" clothes, textbooks, student fees and non-skid running shoes; they also may have to go beyond the calculator or home computer purchase to satisfy the need for a smart phone or tablet.

The times they are a-changin'.

At least my children are older now and most can budget for their own needs. It will be nice to see them back on a (a-hem -- mother-approved) schedule and moving their bodies a bit more regularly. Parents of the younger, energetic sort will truly see this as "the most wonderful time of the year". Sorry, I just can't get the modernized, consumerized version of that song out of my head!

This blog post is brought to you with thanks to unions of the past who made this a holiday, Labour Day weekend.

If you like my writing style or want to comment on this post, please "+1" it or -- comment on this post. To read some of my other writing projects, visit the domain for my novel, The Year of the Rabbit.

What's your sign?

2011-08-07T11:57:00.000-04:00

I hear that was a pickup line in the 1970s, "What's your sign?". I suppose it was a good ice breaker that would hopefully lead into a more meaningful conversation or a night of hedonism with a complete stranger.

Well, since you were going to ask ;o^ I am a Leo.

I am a Leo according to one Zodiac sign and a Rabbit according to another. We don't have time to delve into the complexities of my personality type but some may assume that due to the Rabbit and Lion combination, I may be a bit of a passive-aggressive.

According to one astrological source, the characteristics for Leo include:

Personal magnetism (Really?)
Ambitious (Meh...)
Strength of purpose
Creative (Yes!)
Never shy away from the limelight (Really?)
Warmth and enthusiasm
Eager to see their projects through to completion (Check!)
Generosity of spirit
etc.

Leo's element: Fire

According to an Epoch Times article, Rabbits are:

Creative, Compassionate, and Sensitive
Sophisticated
Courteous
Stylish (Pfft!)
Good Communicators
Generous
On the Timid Side
etc.

The 1963 Rabbit's element: Water (Ummm, see the Fire reference in Leo above...)

In my novel The Year of the Rabbit, Sera Fletcher is also coincidentally a Leo and a Rabbit. You could venture to say that she is a derivative of her creator.

You can follow a private discussion between Sera and Father Gio when he manages to invite himself to sit at her personal booth. First, read this earlier excerpt about the Red Hare Restaurant.

August 8th is Sera's birthday. Mine is a few days later. Kindly read my ramblings in another blog for a gift suggestion.

I am delighted that you read this far. So... do you come here often? ;o)

Comments widget is working again

2011-08-06T13:35:00.000-04:00

Thank you Google / Blogspot for finally fixing the issue with the comments widget. (recent blog comments were not displaying)

It's interesting (and frustrating) to witness what happens when there is an upgrade to one part of a bigger system. It's like a ripple effect or... unraveling a loose thread.

Technology. Don't you just love it when it works properly - and it's not being abused...

Nostalgia from the Large Print Aisle

2011-08-01T10:21:00.001-04:00

It was the winter of 1985. Due to being in the right place at the right time, I scored a work term at a small town Public Library. Those were fun, promising days. I was able to use my creativity, satisfy a sense of order and learn what it was like to corral and calm energetic children during story time. I also had a sweetheart who made my heart thump and my knees wobble. Good, tender memories.

I am not sure if the sense of order came before or after working in the library. What I am sure of is the enjoyment I had touching, skimming and sorting those books. The library brought in the local news paper to photograph the three of us participating in the government-funded program.

Holding a pile of large print books and smiling coyly for the camera.

Although I enjoyed that work term, I did not pursue a career in library sciences since I heard that it would take years of college and the pay was not great. I did not have the patience, money nor deep enough love to commit to that dream. I was still not sure what I wanted to be when I grew up! I later scored a retail job at our local Canadian Tire (Yay!) and box office night work at our local Cinema. Still, the thought of someone, some day embracing a book I had written kind of appealed to my ego :o)

I eventually saved up money, joined my sweetheart in Ottawa and continued working retail. Working in "the big city" was a cold disappointment compared to the relaxed pace of a small town. After a couple of weeks I registered for a word processing course (when a word processor was an actual computer!) and aimed for office work instead.

A few months later, good Karma - and possibly a pinch of good work ethic from my stint as an office temp - presented me with more opportunities. The Information Services department in a small organization created an Administrative Support position for me. I used this thing called a dumb terminal that connected to this thing called a VAX. I learned about computer operations, how to run batch jobs, perform backups and apply user permissions using ACLs. I learned how to use a wonderful word processor called "Word-11" before it and other decent products were crowded out by aggressive brands offering WYSIWYG features - on a new piece of hardware with a new operating $ystem, of course.

Even with those windows of opportunity in the working world, dreams of a future with my sweetheart soon faded to black. I distracted my loneliness by making new friends and taking more courses. I read to escape the pain.

My work life evolved in the exciting world of Information Technology. In the blur of that late-1980s existence, I soon married a seemingly wonderful man and subsequently co-created three beautiful children.

IT work provided plenty of opportunities to learn new skills and attend courses. I became immersed in the world wide web, electronic mail then online collaboration tools. My aptitude and creativity were recognized and nurtured by a succession of superiors. The pay has helped me as an eventual single parent. I have been a valued contributor to the objectives of my work family.

I am toying with the idea of owning a cell phone (yes, I'm one of those hold-outs) or committing to a smart phone with Internet access. I still cannot justify the cost and possible distractions. Those small screens do not appeal to my reading preferences. I have come to realize that my electronic skills, my love of pen & paper and appreciation of the QWERTY keyboard for creative writing will soon be augmented by the pinching, stroking and zooming techniques of a tablet. (A-hem... my birthday is coming up this month. Nudge, nudge.)

In June my oldest child graduated from university (insert warm, gushy feeling). I satisfied her gift request by purchasing an Amazon Kindle. This device can "hold" thousands of public domain books. This seemed perfect since she is an avid reader and loves the classics. At least that is a small consolation as I lament the future of the printed word and methods we choose for publishing, writing and reading.

Regardless of the potential for massive data storage and oodles of options for reading devices, I still enjoy the tangible book. I like holding it, dog-earing special sections - gasp! - and - the horror! - writing notes in the margins. Not that I would do this in books I borrow from the library but I find it interesting to see scrawls from previous clients.

Perhaps you do too?

T

Thanks for reading this far. If you like my writing style, consume some excerpts from my novel "The Year of the Rabbit". Sera Fletcher, the main character loved to read and volunteer in her library. The library also served as a refuge from the loneliness of losing her best friend.

The Naked Journal

2011-07-30T14:07:00.000-04:00

Do you gaze with delight or apprehension at the first blank page of a new journal?

Do you fondle and covet the variety of journals while visiting a greeting card or book store?

At times, I find starting a new journal quite intimidating especially if selected pages are already inscribed with words of wisdom and inspirational quotes. I have a Celtic Mandala Tree of Life journal that has remained untouched since I purchased it in early 2009. The cover art and section pages are beautifully designed. It seems like the crisp, lined pages deserve something better than weekly updates, mundane ponderings and the occasional scribbles of bad poetry.

While running errands with my daughter yesterday, I was lured by the siren call of the journal display in a local Carlton Cards store. I oohed and ahhed at the colourful, intricate cover designs offered by the "Paperblanks" selection. "The journal as functional art" statement caught my fancy. Carlton Cards was having a sale so I bought two!

Lately, I have found that starting a new journal is like beginning a new phase of a journey or fresh path in one's life. Do you pause with cautious deliberation before expressing your next words or actions? Do you jump in with glee, poised with your favourite pen and a mind ripe with ideas?

This morning I completed the pages of a cute little journal I started last autumn, just as we were entering the gray and brown days of November. That journal helped me navigate thoughts and dreams through the dark, long winter and into the refreshing days of spring. This morning I transcribed recent observations, accomplishments, social engagements and family outings in that beloved book. The last page was reserved for a list of goals and dreams.

I look forward to listing them again in a fresh, new journal. I look forward to recording the progress of those goals and writing with joy after I realize some dreams.

Who would have thought someone could dedicate a blog entry to the subject of paper journals? With the increased use of computer keyboards, smart phones and tablets, I wonder if people will lose that special connection between inspirations of the mind, the hand sweeping with the ink of a pen onto the receptive, blank page. Will our expanding digital world present different writing skill requirements for school children and eventually eliminate the need for cursive writing? Although most people can learn to type and transcribe more quickly by using a keyboard, I find that a scary thought.

I will continue to supplement my digital, keyboard writing activities with those of the pen and paper journals. As I shared with a group of art lovers over a month ago, writing is a form of expression and ongoing therapy and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. Well, I am taking a bit of a break since releasing the novel and gathering strength to publish an electronic version.

Of course, intimate contemplations will only be expressed through the loving caress of pen on paper. Perhaps that special, untouched Tree of Life journal can some day receive final revisions of poetry or inspirational essays.

Thank you for reading this far. If you like my writing style, you may enjoy excerpts from my novel, "The Year of the Rabbit".

Relief

2011-07-23T13:02:00.000-04:00

After hearing about people displaced by forest fires in Northern Ontario, earthquakes, droughts, famine and violent acts occurring in other parts of our mixed-up world, I suppose I shouldn't complain about this past week's heat wave in the Ottawa Valley and most of Ontario. These bigger events offer stark reminders as I reflect, offer thanks every day for what I have in food, safety and shelter.

As for the weather, Environment Canada says we're supposed to see some relief soon. To aid in this transition, I invite followers, readers and lurkers to enjoy an excerpt from The Year of the Rabbit's Chapter 1. This is where Father Gio meets Sera, his newly discovered biological daughter. Well... imagine his surprise!

Come experience the refreshing breeze from Georgian Bay and sit under the shade of the "famous" cherry tree.

Now excuse me while I primp and prepare for a Summer Social with my writing group this evening. Once again, I stepped up to the plate and volunteered to coordinate tasks. At least this year, it won't be raining! We will enjoy a meal near the water, get to know other members in a relaxed manner and perhaps take a walk through the Arboretum. That will provide us the opportunity to "shake down" our dinner. It will also give me a sense of relief and connectivity to like-minded humans and nature after feeling imprisoned in the concrete city all week. I look forward to hear some light readings, appreciate the shade of trees while accompanied by a trusted guide book.

Follow me

2011-07-12T17:50:00.000-04:00

No, I'm not some self-absorbed, wanna-be cult leader :o)

I AM a recently published author. I want more followers. If you have a Google account, you can follow this blog. See that "Follow" button at the top of this page? See it? Please click it. Ahhh, thank you!

Now that I have your attention (she coyly purrs), hop on over to the Year of the Rabbit blog and do the same thing.

Follow Florence on Twitter. She's a deep blonde too.

Thank you for stroking my ego.

We are our environment

2011-07-09T14:18:00.002-04:00

After work on a Friday night, I attended a book reading and discussion led by Dr. Ian Prattis, hosted at Planet Botanix on Bank Street.

Ian read from "Earth My Body, Water My Blood", a collection of work he edited based on the initiatives by students in his last class on Ecology and Culture at Ottawa's Carleton University.

"The book is organized around the great elements – Earth, Water, Air and Fire. The fifth great element – Space – is to penetrate humanity’s consciousness about a better way to live with Mother Earth. This research into establishing eco-communities reflects the shift in mindset required to salvage the global ecosystem for human habitation. Our present values and patterns of consumption are the architects of the present global ecological emergency. We are our environment. "

Ian had praise for the students he taught and expressed joy at the creative ways they were carrying on with the work. Judging from the comments and questions raised by the intimate audience, it seemed that Ian was preaching to the converted. Regardless, he reminded us that we could still be participants in change and become mentors to younger generations.

In addition to purchasing a signed copy of the book, I acquired some walking tips from Ian who is also a teacher of Buddhist meditation. I hope to learn more as time allows and apply it to the calming times of my busy, urban life.

On the second bus ride of my slow journey home, my apprehensions were echoed by fellow riders when the rainfall increased its intensity on the windows and rooftop. I was indeed prepared with an umbrella that I pulled from my bag but sighed at the fact that I was wearing sandals. The dark, windy walk home from the bus stop was not pleasant. I was bombarded by the elements of water and air plus a bit of earth due to the sandy grit that embedded inconveniently into my soggy sandals.

Ah, yes. I was becoming one with my environment.

Call of Duty?

2011-07-03T19:07:00.003-04:00

My knuckles are gradually healing since an encounter with a neighbour.

This Canada Day I chose to remain cool and comfortable at home while listening to the festivities, interviews and Royal sightings on CBC Radio. I had no desire for "being there" among thousands of noisy, sweaty bodies in downtown Ottawa. I enjoyed hearing that Rick Mercer was among the celebrities in Kandahar, marking the last Canada Day that the troops would spend in war torn Afghanistan. I was proud to hear about new Canadian citizens being sworn in on that special Day.

I appreciated the down time in my new home after a hectic week of obligations, appointments and meetings. I wrote, sorted through digital photographs from two offspring's recent graduations. (insert fuzzy proud feeling and a big sigh of relief!) I shared news, thoughts and pictures with friends and relatives via email while reading their updates on family, health issues and recent accomplishments. I followed up on activities to promote my novel. It was a satisfying way to spend the warm day in the privacy and quiet of my little apartment.

That was until...

It started with what sounded like random drumbeats coming from our neighbour's place. This was not the usual boom, boom, boom music vibrating through the wall and floor that we unfortunately share. After a half hour, I concluded it was either the sound effects from a action movie they were watching or... a video game. The sound grew louder and louder. The gun fire became more intense.

The sound of machine guns vibrating through our home became too much to bear. Those who know my history are aware of my aversion to loud noises and violence. I once again state my appreciation of family, friends and professionals who helped me get through the rough times and PTSD.

After another twenty minutes of this barrage, I braved myself to seek out the source. Dressed in frumpy, casual attire and without makeup, I had to go out of my way to knock on my neighbour's door. There was no answer yet I could hear the hoots and male grunts from inside accompanying the gun fire.

I knocked again. No answer. Augh! Frustration. I had to wait for a lull in the video game combat in order to knock again and again and actually be heard.

Finally, the door opened. I was greeted by a good looking, buff young man (oh my!) wearing shorts and no shirt (oh my, my!). My frustration was briefly overcome by flirtatious thoughts. I was next aware of how haggard and unfeminine I must have appeared.

Not wanting to let primal reactions distract me from my objective, I breathlessly introduced myself.

He returned my greeting.

I stammered nervously and politely, conveying to him that we shared the same wall and... and floor and... and... I could hear - I could FEEL the sound in my apartment.

He apologized, said they'd turn the volume down, adding that they were just kicking back and getting ready to head out soon.

I thanked him then turned to leave. He wished me a Happy Canada Day. I think I grunted in response.

Things have been pretty quiet since. As I rub my sore knuckles and wring my hands, I shake my head at the entertainment and lifestyle choices of a few. I think about those new Canadian citizens who escaped war zones in order to make a better life for their families. I think about Canadian and Coalition soldiers who have risked life and limb, striving to maintain peace and order in Afghanistan. Let's hope that disruptive actions of a few do not interfere as others adapt and heal, settling peacefully into their new homes.

Another Public Speaking Event

2011-07-01T13:54:00.000-04:00

On Wednesday, June 29th I was able to stand before an audience of 38 people. Since the majority were those I knew and felt comfortable with, it wasn't a stressful experience at all. My voice was loud and clear. The audience was in the palm of my hand.

I have become quite at ease with this group, relaying announcements about membership benefits, up-coming events and using the new services on our web site. It helps when you speak about that which you know!

The only snag for this latest occasion was that I had somehow misplaced the printed notes from which I was planning to read. As a lesson re-learned from a previous event, I had even printed it in a large font. It just isn't like me to be unprepared for meetings or presentations.

Winging it, I grabbed a printed copy of my novel, found the passage of intent and read a short, intriguing excerpt to the crowd. The response was very good. You can read about the event and a surprise encounter in the Year of the Rabbit blog.

If you're looking for short bursts of blondness, you can also follow my nom de plume on Twitter. It's a gradual art, learning to express with only 140 characters on your pallet!

Public Speaking

2011-06-26T09:35:00.002-04:00

The past three months have kept me occupied with my family's move, the release of the novel, navel gazing and lately... preparations for a public speaking opportunity. The latter started three weeks ago when a talented writing friend and local author contacted me. She was scheduled to present at an Arts Night event but unfortunately had to cancel. She suggested that the organizers consider little ole me as her stand-in for the Writer Artist portion.

On one hand, I was flattered and saw it as a serendipitous opportunity to promote the novel. On the other hand, I saw it as an Oh-my-gawd! a public speaking event?! That's the hand that immediately clasped my face and gaping mouth.

Standing and speaking in front of twenty or more people is a lot more difficult than pounding out a few paragraphs in a blog post or email newsletter. I can perform satisfactorily when speaking in front of a group if I am relaying announcements or technical instructions.

I admire people who can perform in front of an audience, speak clearly then with grace and intelligence, handle challenges as they are thrown at them. Those who know me, will know that I had done my best to prepare by listing out the order of speaking topics related to the art of writing, gathered appropriate props and chose an excerpt to read. I am anal about planning and preparation. Those who heard me chatter nervously lately will know that the last time I presented formally at an event like Toastmasters was almost 20 years ago when I was eight months pregnant with my youngest child. I hadn't persisted with opportunities to continue since.

The reading of the novel excerpt went well except I hadn't thought to print it in a larger font so I didn't have to hold the paper close to my face (d-uh) and block it off from the audience (d-uh). Well, there was a microphone, so couldn't they audience just listen to my voice and follow along with the story? Sure but this temperamental device was tormenting me with it's persistent projections of p-words. Augh!

It's a good thing the heavy rain that Friday evening kept other prospective attendees at home so that I was speaking to a smaller welcoming group of art lovers. I was relieved to see friendly, familiar faces in the crowd. I even sold three copies of the book. It's a start... My primary goal was not to sell the books; it was to promote the story and share my experiences with writing as an art, an outlet and a form of therapy.

That week, that night, I ventured out in more ways than one. I look forward to exercising my "voice" and sharing more experiences with others.

Thank you for reading this far ... and for listening too!

T

Walking on the Farm

2011-06-18T10:46:00.002-04:00

I took an early morning walk around the Central Experimental Farm. It was wonderful to feel the earth, the grass and soil under my feet. It was a treat compared to the workweek concrete and asphalt of downtown Ottawa.

I found a large patch of trees in a central location. I stood refreshed by the shade and breeze. The sound of the rustling leaves blended well with the "swishing" of distant vehicles and at times, nearly drowned out motorized annoyances. What a perfect spot for quiet reading, creative writing or sketching if you don't mind the occasional company of chattering birds.

Did you know...? There are approximately 280,000 farms in Canada today and only 3% of Canadians live on farms?

The location I visited is not as picturesque as the Arboretum yet the refreshing rustling of leaves and welcoming shade reminded me of trees I have known and trees about which I have written.

Thanks for joining me on one of my short wanderings. Perhaps you would like to read an excerpt from my novel - one about trees and the important role they played in The Year of the Rabbit.

If you purchase a print on demand copy, you could bring it with you on one of your own nature walks or visits to the beach. Soon you will be able to read an electronic version of the novel on one of them newfangled smart phones or eBook readers ;o^

Thank you. Come again.

My Ideal Man

2011-06-15T08:15:00.000-04:00

So I was writing an early morning blog post for the novel, reflecting on the coming celebration of Fathers' Day. I was in the process of sharing the description of Sera Fletcher's father, Matthew.

In the process, I think I described my ideal man.

Hmmm, a goal for next year perhaps? Meh... We'll see. I'm not expecting "perfect". I'll accept one or two flaws like... he has too much money. Or - he only wants to give me a back rub with no ulterior motive ;o)

How do you like them apples?

2011-06-11T10:49:00.001-04:00

In an effort to push more fruits into my diet, I am forcing myself to make more visits to the basket on our dining room table.

The new rental home is shaping up with less boxes lying around. I don't like our small kitchen though. Due to my avoidance of using the new stove and the horrible humidity of this past week, we have been ordering a lot of pizza lately. At least it's good quality, Colonnade Pizza :o)

As I bite into a Cripps Pink apple, I think about and appreciate the fruit so simple as an apple. Apples are sturdy, portable, reliable fruit packed with fiber, vitamins and natural sugar.

Last weekend, after I unpacked more boxes from our move and sorted dirty laundry, I managed to sit long enough to enjoy watching The Cider House Rules on TV Ontario. It's a beautiful, touching story that I discovered had many themes similar to those in my novel, The Year of the Rabbit. (teen pregnancy, adoption, abortion, apples, love and... breaking rules)

In The Year of the Rabbit, the apple appears many times - mostly as a symbol of innocence and discovery. It leads Sera through thoughts of life after death then the accidental revelation of her true paternal origin. There is another scene where its innocent influences cannot prevent Sera from acting on uncontrollable rage.

So... have I tempted your interest in reading the story? Visit the YOTR blog for more excerpts and links on where to purchase your copy of the book.

Thanks for dropping by.

Mission Accomplished: Home Sweet Home

2011-06-04T09:55:00.000-04:00

Home Sweet Smaller Home.

I am relieved to say that I have satisfied one of the goals I set over a year ago.

My family is settling in to our new, smaller place. We are being creative with placing items according to need and... aesthetics. I aim to continue to provide my children with a happy, healthy home now that the dark, emotional clutter is far behind us. One little bird is spreading its wings, getting ready to leave the nest. The others will need more encouragement...

Home is what you make it.

Home is where the heart is.

In my novel, The Year of the Rabbit young Sera loses her family home due to sad circumstances beyond her control. She finds a new home at the Red Hare Restaurant which is owned and managed by the Young family.

Take me away from it all

2011-05-28T09:23:00.002-04:00

More like... take it all away from me (as in, things I willingly want to part with...)

Our recent move to a smaller abode has proven to be an exercise in making choices and efficiently managing our living space. The whole family has learned to have some forethought before making acquisitions. I encouraged the young people to take a look at The Story of Stuff video. My goal over a year ago was to downsize our material possessions and I am happy to say that we have almost met that objective. I was so happy that the treadmill and encyclopedias found new homes :o)

We have just a few more days to clear out and clean up the old place. It was a happy, clean and bright home for seven years. It provided us with plenty of space indoors and out. Now we need a home that is secure and affordable. Soon the offspring will spread their wings and leave the nest. Some may need a little nudging ;o) Hence the plan to move to an even smaller place in two years!

Thanks for dropping by to read my blog. It has been a challenge to find time for posting my deep blonde thoughts during this uprooting and being "off the grid" for five days. Stay tuned for updates related to Father's Day, finding the perfect man :o) and blog references to my recently released novel "The Year of the Rabbit". Don't be afraid to follow the rabbit. I won't lead you down a dark hole but into the lives of small town folk in the 1970s. Just imagine! No Internet, no computers and no cell phones. Ah, simpler times...

For the Love of Older Women

2011-05-05T09:51:00.000-04:00

No, I'm not referring to the 1978 movie In Praise of Older Women but it likely caught the attention of a few mature men out there, eh? Or perhaps people were thinking this was a Mother's Day reference?

This starts out as more of a self-assurance observation. In a recent professional setting, someone assumed I was part of a "different age range" as in, older than my actual age. At first I was taken aback. That was the first time that I can remember when someone did NOT think I looked younger than my age. Using a tool called "benign interpretation", I turned this around considering that perhaps this person thought I was more mature and wise than my biological age. That's right... I turned it into a compliment!

I like being seen as a mature, intelligent woman who has many creative, productive years ahead of her. I am a woman, a mother and a crone in training. To balance and complement these feminine roles, I also like to nurture my inner child.

With Mother's Day coming up this Sunday, I look forward to my own young folk helping to prepare meals and tidy up in the kitchen. That will give me more time to reflect, sort and pack for our move - as well as allow for some creative activities. I also invite visitors to read a post in honour of Marie Fletcher, the mother of the nature child / heroine in The Year of the Rabbit.

A sense of order with sorting, packing and moving

2011-05-02T17:05:00.001-04:00

As I step up efforts to downsize our material baggage, I am facing a dilemma of what to do with the copious books residing in our home. They seem quite comfortable and content in the living room bookcases and in a couple of bedrooms. Unfortunately, we may not be able to fit all of them in the smaller abode. Some of them have not even been cracked open yet!

I will have to be selective with which ones can reside in the new bookcase arrangement, which ones will go into storage and which ones will have to find a new home. It's a difficult decision.

As I sort through the books of different subjects and attempt to maintain a logical order, I think about the library work term in Muskoka many years ago.

As I sort out my little corner of the world, I acknowledge that the challenges I face are insignificant compared to recent tragedies and losses experienced by our fellow citizens. My thoughts and prayers go out to them.

Merry, merry month of May

2011-04-30T10:41:00.000-04:00

Anyone who knows me well enough is aware that May is my favourite month. It has perfect weather for cleaning one's home, for outdoor activities, for moving and stretching your body and ... planting seeds.

You may already know this but May 1st is the date of Beltane, a Pagan celebration. "In the old Celtic times, young people would spend the entire night in the woods "A-Maying," and then dance around the phallic Maypole the next morning." Fun times! Well, except if it ends up with an unexpected teen pregnancy which is what happens in my novel "The Year of the Rabbit".

Picture the month of May with greening woods and blossoming trees. It provides perfect outdoor weather for children and young lovers. Handsome Daniel Fletcher has returned from his first year at military college with hopes of a carefree summer vacation. Family and friends gather for a barbecue on the Fletcher property.

Read an excerpt called: Hide and Seek - Childhood games and Lovers' Initiation

You will notice reference to the Pin cherry tree that is featured throughout the story - until its sad, symbolic demise. I wanted to include reference to the Japanese tradition of Sakura where they celebrate the beauty of cherry blossoms. This year, it provides a time of reflection.

I don't own a cell phone

2011-04-25T08:50:00.001-04:00

There was a time when I had to carry around a cell phone at the insistence of my then spouse. He bought it for me shortly after 9/11. We were touched by stories of people contacting their loved ones via cell phone shortly before their demise. My reserved opinion during our own troubled times was that if I was in a life-threatening situation, he would not be the first person I would want to call. I would not want him to call me. I would find a call like that disturbing and trauma-inducing due to the feeling of helplessness for the person on the receiving end. Why put that stress on someone if only to tell them how much you loved them? Can you not show that in your daily actions and resist to let parting words be angry ones?

I use a cell phone for work purposes but still cannot see the benefit of having one in my personal life. I am either puttering happily around home, on my way to work, volunteering, running errands or on my way back home. I will leave a note listing my whereabouts and any number where my loved ones can contact me. I make sure I have access to a phone, either a friend's or one of those endangered pay phone breeds.

Cell phone technology has evolved over the past 25 years - so much that now your smart phone can track you. That has caused concern for the paranoid types. It is disappointing that there are people who rudely insist on checking their phone in-between real-space conversations and thumb-typing onto the little keypad. Good gawd! We even have to create laws to stop people from using them while driving vehicles!

What have we become?

It is comforting in a way to hear that some youth are not fond of a heavy reliance on technology. They are beginning to question the widespread proliferation of technology and the role it can play in their lives. A group of performing artists came together in Vancouver to address the decline in face-to-face communication. They admit they already have to update the content of the performance so that it reflects current technology.

When you read the novel The Year of the Rabbit, you will be brought back to a simpler era (the early 1970's) when there were no smart phones, cell phones - not even computers. You can purchase the book through a Print on Demand service. Since one of the themes is the respect for trees and our natural world, I didn't think it right to print hundreds of copies. I am hoping that the word will spread about this bittersweet story and enough people will be interested in reading it. You can start by reading the PDF version of Chapter 1.

Ironically, I am fiddling with tools to publish the novel to a digital format, to have available on the Kindle, other eReaders and yes... even mobile devices. And yes, I will need to test it out at some time ;-)

Thanks for reading this far. Have a nice, distraction-less day :o)

T

Is Church Bingo the Gateway to Gambling?

2011-04-19T07:30:00.001-04:00

This is a tongue in cheek question, of course.

I have some sympathy for the Ottawa priest whose credit card statements were stolen from his home and who disclosed to his own parishioners about his battles with depression. I was impressed to hear on CBC Radio One about last night's healing ceremony and support from his congregation.

We're only human. Yet... we would expect better from those who represent pillars of our community.

In my novel The Year of the Rabbit, a novice priest had faced depression and thoughts of suicide until he met an alluring, convincing woman. Years later - by fate or by coincidence - he is stationed in the same town and parish where she lives with her husband and five children. It is the discovery of the youngest girl that alters his path once again.

Planting a seed at the crossroads

2011-04-16T09:36:00.000-04:00

Last night I enjoyed another quality lecture hosted by New Acropolis Ottawa.

This one was titled "Confucius, A Leader in Times of Chaos". A snippet from the event page: "Confucianism is interested in developing a social order based upon the cultivation of the individual. It seeks political harmony by trying to achieve a perfect moral harmony in man himself."

The lecturer stated that although the word "man" is used throughout the verses, the wisdom applies also to women and to all humankind. I recall years ago while working in a library, I sorted, shelved and borrowed many books - including those on Confucianism. Some of the wisdom stayed with me; some of it escaped my pretty blonde head - pushed out by growing demands of daily life, working full time and raising a family.

Isn't that typical of many noble interests we have at some time in our lives? I can observe that it is easy to become distracted by consumerism, fashion, gadgetry, competition and... survival. Every once in a while, we are presented with an event that makes us think about what is REALLY important in our lives. As we get older and wiser we finally accept that not all things can go as we have carefully laid out. Life is what happens when you're making plans. Family takes priority - even when you're writing about Fate, Family and Forgiveness.

Writing this book over the past four years has provided me with good therapy. I have met and learned from knowledgeable people. I even made some great new friends.

So here I am planting the seed for this bittersweet story and giving it a little boost before I focus on a few life changes.

Empty boxes, anyone?

What is Family?

2011-03-06T16:36:00.000-05:00

If you were to Google "what is family?" you would get about 1,460,000,000 results.

According to an imperfect Wikipedia article, "In human context, a family (from Latin: familiare) is a group of people affiliated by consanguinity, affinity, or co-residence. In most societies it is the principal institution for the socialization of children. "

The key point here is about children. Children need a stable, healthy environment in which to learn and grow. Without sounding cliché, I feel it is important to state that children are our future. If they are nurtured and taught well, they will be responsible, well-balanced members of society. If they are led by good examples, they will be ready to take on their roles in their own families, communities and our beautiful world.

Last night, two of the offspring and I watched The Kids Are All Right on Rogers on Demand. It was a welcomed form of entertainment after a cold, wet afternoon of slogging around slushy streets to view our future community and a potential new home.

The family portrayed in the movie was certainly unconventional and non-traditional. The story though encourages us to ask the question about family. Can a family consist of children and two parents of the same gender? Can a family be headed by a single parent? Can it be one parent and one child?

In my novel The Year of the Rabbit, young Sera is presented with this question as her own family makeup changes as do the ones around her. She struggles to understand while she loses and gains family members.

I have been the head of my own family as a single parent for seven years. It hasn't been easy but is much more preferable to what we lived with for many years prior. Although we have had emotional struggles and hurdles, I am hopeful that we can continue as a healthy, loving family.

The kids are all right.

International Women's Day March 8th

2011-03-06T12:06:00.003-05:00

"International Women's Day has been observed since in the early 1900's, a time of great expansion and turbulence in the industrialized world that saw booming population growth and the rise of radical ideologies." (Details)

In some parts of the world, women are still struggling for basic rights like education, health and safe birth control. This week I was horrified to hear about security forces shooting women during a peaceful protest in Ivory Coast. (story link). I was uplifted to hear of The Middle East feminist revolution (story link)

How can we as civilized men and women demonstrate peacefully our wishes for a healthier, safer co-existence? Can we trade in misogynistic ways for those of a more cooperative time?

On this Women's Day and every day, what must we teach little girls, young girls and women around the world? From a philosophical perspective this March 8th, you may be interested in hearing about the Four Faces of the Feminine Identity (Venus, Athena, Demeter, Hera)

I recall the the words of Canadian musician Damhnait Doyle in one of my favourite songs: "I should teach the little girls to scream before it's too late to be heard" (List of Things / Shadows Wake Me CD)

In my up-coming novel The Year of the Rabbit, readers will meet characters who represent the hopeful girl child, the passionate, strong woman and the wise, patient crone. Come read about Sera who tries to make sense of her lonely world as she misses her lost friend and clings to hope as she loses people close to her one by one. Meet Aunt Georgette, a strong and passionate woman and unlikely role model. Meet wise older women like Edith George and Rachelle Johnson. Unfortunately, due to the lack of awareness and compassion in the 1970's community, it was too late for one little girl to be heard...

Have a peaceful and loving Women's Day.

Small companions, small defenders

2011-02-20T10:49:00.000-05:00

It is comforting to know that the "...Ottawa Police Teddy Bear Program is being re-launched through the generous contributions of staff tips from several downtown Bridgehead Coffee Shops. Staff of Bridgehead Coffee Shops agreed to donate their pennies to purchase teddy bears for children who have been involved in a crisis. The cuddly companion can help ease a child’s stress after a traumatic event."

"The Bear Mission - The plush teddy bears are for officers to use as a therapeutic tool to comfort, console and calm distressed children, since they are often the first to arrive at emergency scenes."

Read the full release:

Ottawa Police Equipped with Cuddly Companions for Children in Need
14/02/2011

This news release comes at a bittersweet time for me. Seven years ago, after a violent incident in our former home, my children were consoled by the social workers at the Ottawa Police station. Each child was offered to choose from a selection of stuffed animals. At that time, there were more than just bears to choose. The social worker and officer on the case were compassionate enough to abide by my children's wishes to send one of the toys to me as I recovered in the hospital. This rabbit toy is featured in my short story called Small Defenders. Writing the story was a form of therapy and a way to thank the many emergency people and members of our community who came to our aid although I was still embarrassed and in disbelief. The story also features the poorly functioning machines that dole out pain killer dosages as researched in the book The Human Factor by Kim Vicenti.

Small Defenders (Short story - Ottawa Jewels 2006 ISBN 1-897357-09-5)
See a PDF version

I am a survivor who is still facing disturbing hurdles. Being a single parent, it is challenging to cope as I struggle to understand the problems my children experience. I work hard at "keeping it together". For the past few weeks, I have been dealing with the long-known fact that my attacker is appealing his sentence and I am now aware there will be a hearing later this month. Through a technique learned in a support group, I am practicing radical acceptance in knowing that I cannot change reality nor control the outcome of particular situations. I trust that the issue is in good hands as they review the facts.

I am also dealing with the reality that the parole board hearings will take place later this year. To say the least, this drags up bad memories and anxieties. I started preparing for this over a year ago but lately it has become more of a disturbing reality. Thank goodness for family, friends and therapy. I am alive. I still have my children with me. I still have my sanity. I still have that feisty, purple rabbit.

Blonde Philosophy 101

2011-02-13T13:20:00.000-05:00

On Monday evening, I completed the introductory cycle of New Acropolis' Active Philosophy Workshops. I feel enlightened as I walk the path on my constant (yet often interrupted) quest for wisdom. Many thanks to the instructors for their patience in answering my frequent questions.

According to an UTNE Reader article, Philosophy classes are conspicuously absent from (US) secondary schools' curricula. The author of a related article "...argues that a philosophical foundation is an essential tool for discerning and skeptical students and citizens."

I recommend the New Acropolis introductory classes to anyone who wants to share in "...reflections and philosophical dialog in order to face today's world challenges and contribute with actions to a new and better world."

There's something to be said about meeting in person, about "being there" and discussing with others over reading a book.

Know thyself and don't stop asking questions!

T

Sexist public information film about eCards on Valentine's Day

2011-02-13T12:14:00.000-05:00

It's funny, except for the "... probably blonde" part.

Safe computing, all your hopeful lovers! Thank you, Sophos Naked Security blog.

Pet Peeves and Conciliations

2011-01-28T09:15:00.002-05:00

Finally! A day of rest.

This week of vacation was peppered with family roller-coaster rides (of the emotional kind), many appointments and meetings.

The felines of the house >^..^< went for their medical checkups and shots. >^..^< I advised the animal hospital staff to keep it to the minimum and no, I can't afford to have their friggin' teeth cleaned.

They're not even "my" cats (well, who owns a cat, anyway?). One was adopted from the animal shelter five years ago as a birthday present for one of my own offspring. The other was gladly received from another family's home (one with loud, overly affectionate children) and as I thought at the time, would be a good companion for cat #1. Cat #1 established her position as Alpha cat.

Cat #2 needs special, expensive food so as to prevent urinary tract problems. Cat #1 likes eating the food too. No harm in that for her but that means I have to purchase this food twice as often as needed. Give the cat another canary, as my dear old Dad used to say...

One consolation through these stre$$ful visits, was the courteous, caring transportation service provided by Ottawa Pet Cab. Thank you :-)

People should think of these things before getting a new pet (especially one for a child and the parents end up caring for it...) As I go through our downsizing project, I ponder the costs and benefits of our furry family members. When we choose a new location, I will likely be tempted to move "pet friendly" from the "nice to have" to "must have" checklist category. I'm soft-hearted, that way.

On the subject of pets - especially in the approaching year of the rabbit next month, please, please resist impulses to purchase a pet bunny. They require more care than you may think.

Thanks for reading. Have a peaceful, caring day.

Women's Alliance Party/Parti Alliance Femmes

2011-01-28T05:48:00.000-05:00

WAP/PAF is a grassroots movement with concerns about the future of our country. They want to give everyone the chance to join in the conversation.

WAP/PAF will be having a small inaugural meeting from 7:00 pm to 9:00 pm on Wednesday, February 2, 2011 at the Canadian-Chinese Heritage Centre, (the former First United Church), at 397 Kent Street, immediately past Florence St, on the right. The agenda is to inform you about the new party and invite you to share your concerns about the Canada we want.

You will be the first people to find out what it is all about! If you can't make this meeting, there will be others.

For more information, please call 613-232-9202 and they will return your call.
Or you are welcome to write to them at Women's Alliance Party WAP/PAF,
340 Laurier Ave.West, PO Box 308, Stn A, Ottawa, ON K1N 8V3

Their website won't be launched until the first week in February but please note the URL: www.womensallianceparty.ca

Please share this information widely with others, men and women, whom you think may be interested in standing up for Canada.

Women philosophers: Hypatia of Alexandria

2011-01-24T08:38:00.000-05:00

<br>Official Agora Trailer English HD

Official Agora Trailer English HD

I saw this movie on the weekend. It was engaging and inspiring. It was entertaining yet disturbing. Of course, the producers and writers used some creative license to weave the main plot and main characters together while maintaining the message of a woman who symbolized learning and science, caught in the middle of religious tensions.

More information:

See the movie if you can.

True Blonde Causes

2011-01-16T08:17:00.003-05:00

Back in December I started a True Blondes Directory on my web space at the National Capital FreeNet.

Its purpose is whimsical yet well-intended to list and promote the causes and services of just a few of the intelligent blondes I know and respect. There are more. It's just a matter of time and energy in harvesting them.

I just recently planted the seed. Let's see what develops :-) Let me know if I forgot you. Sorry o_O

Live right - right now

2011-01-09T11:06:00.000-05:00

That's a variation of the catchy Live Right Now campaign slogan for healthy lifestyles by CBC and partner organizations.

Since I don't have a weigh scale in this home, I can't participate in the weight loss goals. Hey, I figure if my pants still fit, that's a good enough indicator!

As a parent, I must take care of myself if I want to take care of others. What I can commit to are the following goals:

1. Watch less TV
2. Move more
3. Eat less
4. Drink less coffee and pop
5. Drink more water

That's a good, realistic start. Let's see how well I have done by March.

What are your goals?

Being of service and connecting with others

2010-12-12T13:51:00.000-05:00

Yesterday was a bi-monthly outing for me and a dear old lady friend. We re-connected a year ago after a twenty-year separation due to my demanding family life and life challenges in general.

For the past year, I have been making dates to take her out to accessible restaurants and events. Even at her ripe old age (which she will not elucidate), she enjoys going to new places and trying new things. When I remember to bring a camera o_O, I make sure to take photographs so that she will have something to remind her of the event.

Being with her, walking on the street and weaving our way through store aisles provides me with a reminder to slow down my pace, to practice patience and maintain respect for our elders. I have seen strangers' faces soften as I smile at them while helping her with groceries as she stands in the middle of the aisle, deciding which bunch of broccoli to pick or "... where is that milk - you know, the one with the little cap that makes it easier for me to open?". It's like we've come full-circle from the innocent observations and endless energy of children to the frail, polite and slightly confused state of our seniors.

This holiday season provides us with opportunities to re-connect with family, old friends and former co-workers. As we dine out and share in good cheer, I think that it also provides us with an opportunity to connect with the people who serve our drinks and meals. If the service was good and polite, remember to leave a big tip. Make someone's day.

Still on this line of thought, I wanted to share an interesting story I caught in one of the tech feeds this past week. You may have already seen on Daily Planet and other TV shows, about robots being tested in Japan and China. They are being used to care for seniors and even serve hungry multitudes in restaurants.

Robots wait on you in this Chinese restaurant
by Juniper Foo
CNET News
December 9, 2010 11:30 AM PST

Snippet:

"China is turning out to be the new Japan, judging by all the cool tech stuff it's turning out, including, now, robot waiters. Sign of the times? At China's new Dalu Rebot (sic) restaurant in Jinan, patrons are greeted by two robot receptionists and attended by six robo-waiters (and no, they don't accept tips)."

Full article: http://news.cnet.com/8301-17938_105-20025188-1.html

As an IT worker and forward thinker, I am in favour of efficiencies that technology can provide. I do caution though that if it is not used wisely, it could create a cold, impersonal world.

Permit me to lead you to an excerpt of my hopeful novel where ten year-old Sera discovers something new at the Red Hare, a family restaurant run by family friends. In it, she rediscovers a place of comfort and warmth.

http://novel-yotr.blogspot.com/2010/12/red-hare-family-restaurant.html

Thanks for reading this far!

Blonde quote about temptation

2010-12-05T11:20:00.000-05:00

"I generally avoid temptation unless I can’t resist it."

Attributed to Mae West

Thanks to Paulo Coelho who listed some of Mae's quotes in his Character of the Week blog posts: http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/12/05/character-of-the-week-mae-west/

From what I have read so far on Wikipedia, I am impressed with her talents. She seemed like quite the sharp-witted, outspoken and creative woman who moved to Hollywood to become a comedienne, actress and writer. I am too young to have been exposed to and influenced by her work. There's still time, I guess ;-^

According to one of her quotes though, she was not a natural blonde. Apparently, someone wrote a play in honour of one of her dirty blonde quotes.

And finally, one that caught my attention:

"I’m no model lady. A model’s just an imitation of the real thing."

Be your own real thing, ladies.

Cute Tiny Houses

2010-11-27T18:52:00.000-05:00

I caught this in one of my tech rss feeds a few weeks ago.

"Started by Jay Shafer, who began living in a 75-square-foot house in 1997, Tumbleweed Tiny Houses specializes in designing homes that are both functional and highly efficient. Sized between 65 and 837 square feet, the homes are meant to be affordable while emphasizing the need for organization and minimalism."

I really like how he made space for the necessities like the tiny wardrobe closet, the pots on kitchen walls and even the composting toilets.

"While many of the Tiny Houses are actually "tiny" and are geared toward single people, some are meant for couples, or even families. But all are meant to be very space efficient."

I could see these being good for newlyweds (for snuggling) or empty nesters (for less places to lose things) but they don't seem very practical for families.

Where would one put all of her books? Or wine?

Visit Tumbleweed Houses
http://www.tumbleweedhouses.com/

I love quotations because...

2010-11-06T19:19:00.000-04:00

"I love quotations because it is a joy to find thoughts one might have, beautifully expressed with much authority by someone recognized wiser than oneself."

Attributed to Marlene Dietrich in one of those online "quotes of the day" services.

I love this quote because... its words express thoughts that I could not ;-^

Marlene seemed like a classy lady - and blonde for most of her career. I'm curious to watch Blonde Venus now...

The Spirituality of Wine

2010-10-23T21:18:00.000-04:00

I like wine. Don't go thinking I drink a lot of it though. Like many people, I enjoy raising a glass with family and friends while dining or sharing in a celebration. It aids with the digestion and helps one relax after a long, hard day.

"Wine is a magician, for it loosens the tongue and liberates good stories." Homer

I am enjoying Tom Harpur's book "The Spirituality of Wine". It's a nice, light read for the public transit commute along the Ottawa River Parkway. It's also educational and contains colourful pictures :0) The only problem is its size and that I have to scrunch up with it in my arms so as to not crowd my seat companions. It was likely meant to be more of a coffee table book...

Harpur also provides quotes throughout the book. My favourite so far is attributed to Julia Child: "Wine is a living liquid containing no preservatives. Its life cycle comprises youth, maturity, old age, and death. When not treated with reasonable respect it will sicken and die."

In my hopeful novel, Year of the Rabbit, wine appears often throughout the story. It represents craftsmanship, celebration and patience. Giovanni's family comes from a long line of vintners. Although estranged from them for many years, he did not forget the significance of their craft. You can read an excerpt from Chapter 12 at this page.

The Spirituality of Wine
2004, Northstone Publishing
http://www.tomharpur.com/books/books_thespiritualityofwine.asp

I have also read and blogged about Tom Harpur's THE PAGAN CHRIST: Rediscovering the Lost Light. Very interesting...

On Bullying and invasion of privacy

2010-10-02T18:31:00.001-04:00

Thank you to one of my favourite TV blonds, Ellen DeGeneres. Thank you for speaking out about bullying and the impact it can have on teens.

I was sad and angry to hear the news about Tyler Clementi's suicidal death. I am sad to hear about how and why he took his life. I am angry at the low-life who took pleasure in spying on him, invading his privacy then posting a video online. What scum bags.

This situation could apply to any individual who is member of any age group or sexual orientation. It is one thing to willingly post your own photographs, videos (and deep thoughts) online. It is a horrible thing to invade someone's privacy, to expose and mock them in a public forum.

I will light a candle for Tyler. I hope the two f*ck-ups who did this will pay for their crime - big time.

October is my second-favourite month

2010-10-02T17:26:00.000-04:00

I think that after May, October is one of my favourite months. The weather is more bearable now that I seem to encounter more hot flashes, beginning my adventures with the big "M". The trees are beautiful with their colourful displays. Thanksgiving approaches with celebration of the harvest and time to share a feast with family and friends.

Then there's Halloween. It's not the same as it was when I was a kid. We used to walk all over town in a quest to fill our pillow cases with all kinds of salty and sugary snacks. We made a decent effort to fashion a costume before daring to knock on someone's door and demanding treats.

Once we arrived home, there was the fun task of taking inventory, sorting by category or trade value. Yes, our parents and older siblings made sure to check for any questionable looking contents. Those well-meaning people who prepared popcorn balls and other homemade treats didn't have a chance compared to the hermetically sealed, store-bought ones. Sad, really...

To eleven year-old Sera (a character in my hopeful novel) Halloween was one of her favourite occasions. Although Halloween served as an unwelcome bridge between carefree outdoor summer play and chilly days of the approaching winter, this year was exceptionally exciting because Aunt Georgette was still staying with them. To make things more exciting, she and Marie were sewing a witch's costume for Sera. Sadly, it was to be the same night that her best friend is spirited away.

Read an excerpt from the novel here: http://novel-yotr.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-night-sera-loses-her-friend.html

One less chair

2010-09-11T10:33:00.000-04:00

Well, we will have one less chair to move with us next summer.

Youngest sprout applied too much force to the swivel office / computer chair's five feet while straddling it backwards the other day, waiting for colour printouts so he could personalize his locker for the new school year. (I nearly freaked when he told me how many pages he was printing!)

Due to the plastic structure of the bottom, it would have been very difficult to repair. Instead of putting the broken chair in the trash pile last night, he decided he wanted to dissemble it and learn about the hydraulics mechanism. I suppose we can put a positive spin on this loss as becoming a learning experience.

As part of my down-sizing project, I am resisting any new furniture purchases. Meanwhile, those of us who need to sit at the computer for long periods have the choice to do so on a hard, wooden dining chair with or without a cushion. Some of us have plenty of built-in support ;-^ Another positive spin would be the opportunity to get up more often to stretch and move around.

There's often a plus side...

Floods of human emotion

2010-09-09T09:53:00.000-04:00

As I watch TV or read about current world events, it seems trivial to blog about my downsizing and de-cluttering project when I see people who have suddenly lost everything they own due to flooding in Pakistan.

They have lost their homes, livelihoods, farmland and sentimental possessions. They have even lost family and friends. I cannot bear to watch the news. The visuals are disturbing especially those of children needing the basics of life.

Even with apprehension, wondering if the money, food, shelter and medical aid will reach those who really need it, I have been compelled to donate what I could muster up.

Sitting in the comfort of my own home - humble as it may seem - I cannot turn away from this huge humanitarian challenge - and opportunity. In five or ten years, I would want to hear stories from survivors - especially children - that they were not abandoned by the seemingly "Evil West". I would want to hear young men and women, educated with compassion and reason speak respectfully about their ability to overcome with the help of their fellow "man".

CBC.ca Pakistan donation deadline nears
http://www.cbc.ca/canada/toronto/story/2010/09/09/toronto-pakistan-flood-donations.html

What are the benefits of racing?

2010-09-03T10:08:00.000-04:00

I am not a fan of races, especially those that burn fuel, make excessive noise, contribute to landfill and disrupt our natural environment. Of course, I understand the need for emergency vehicles to reach those in distress in good time. My life was gratefully saved in one circumstance.

What is it with our competitive nature, to rush to the end? What is the thrill? What is the benefit?

Readers are invited to comment and list benefits of motorized racing.

Online gambling doesn't make sense to me

2010-08-21T12:24:00.000-04:00

I personally am not a fan of gambling. Casinos seem to me high consumers of energy and valuable resources. Their services and attractions seem to be predators on human weaknesses and addictive behaviours.

I really don't see the attraction or benefit of online gambling and am wary of our provincial governments supporting these activities.

Big sigh...

Forever fashion is just so relevant now

2010-08-12T10:17:00.000-04:00

Here's a good little article I tripped upon at Yahoo Lifestyles.

Fashion goes back to the future
By Tracy Nesdoly

http://ca.lifestyle.yahoo.com/fashion-beauty/articles/archive/yahoolifestyle/yahoolifestyle-fashion_goes_back_to_the_future

I like to think I'm half-way ahead of the game with the list of suggested items :-) although I wouldn't spend $1,500 for a trench coat.

As for care and durability, show me something I can wash at least on the gentle cycle, tumble dry lightly then hang to dry. Ironing? Are you kidding? Only on very rare, special occasions!

I agree with comments about the fashion industry, like, it's in "their best interest to change styles or even details in order to get people to buy them". See my recent rant about python prints.

Fair giving for healthy living

2010-08-10T10:37:00.001-04:00

I was impressed by recent news stories about super-rich people dabbling in philanthropy. Let us watch with interest this endeavour's progress. Perhaps it will prolong or prevent a revolution of the classes, especially with the U.S. embroiled over the push to extend tax cuts for the rich. Are they serious?

We wouldn't want to see a Canadian billionaire's hard-earned money thrown at a cause whose organizers take a big chunk for administrative costs and CEO salaries. Would the list of willing contributors donate to causes that have higher profiles and offer luxurious lottery gifts or consider something down-to-earth - something long-lasting?

By no means should we guilt them into giving. It should be done willingly. Though instead of starting another foundation and hiring old cronies or having your name plastered on yet another Cancer research centre, how about investing in safer food, sustainable farming and clean water supplies? How about decent shelter and safe, healthy recreation for young people? How about affordable education and meaningful work projects? Could this quirky approach reduce the number of illnesses and level of crime that may creep up in twenty or thirty years? But that's not as immediate and sadly, doesn't seem as glamorous to our adolescent mentality.

On a local and personal note, I would like to see landlords resist the opportunity to raise rents above the legal guideline for the second year in a row since they managed to get approval by the provincial body involved. I shake my blonde head when I hear about rich family members competing to see who can give more to a local charity when they could consider offsetting the rent that their tenants pay.

Let's close this rant with a link to a recent news story on a cancer death rate study. This likely could apply to any debilitating disease - physical and mental. If a person stresses and worries that she can barely afford to pay rent and put food on the table for her family, what are the chances that one day, she will be able to afford the medication and treatment that could prevent her early demise? What if we could reduce the chances of the illness even happening?

Food for thought.

Forward s/ash

2010-08-08T14:17:00.001-04:00

In my many years working as an IT support person, I have encountered frequent opportunities to help users understand the difference between a forward slash "/" and a back slash "\". By default, "slash" usually refers to the forward slash.

The best analogy I can give is that the forward slash / is used in web site addresses i.e. http://www.deepblondethoughts.ca. It's forward looking. It represents progress, leaning forward in a society of left to right directional readers and writers.

The back slash \ is used in boring old Windows PC DOS path names such as c:\my documents.

Recently I listened in horror to an advertisement on a local soft rock radio station. The announcer incorrectly stated the company's web site address by using "http, colon, back slash, back slash, www. - blah, blah".

Did they NOT have someone edit their ad copy? Do they not have someone on staff to pick up on and correct technical terminology? Maybe they did it on purpose to get a rise out of keyboard and web purists? Well it worked but unfortunately for them, I don't recall what the ad was about!

Moving forward...

What's with these python prints?

2010-08-07T19:39:00.000-04:00

While passing by store windows recently, I noticed these weird, creepy designs on clothing. It seems the newest fad for Fall fashion is python print on ladies shirts and jackets. Euwww!

Okay... it's one kinky thing to have reptilian prints on purses, shoes and belts but on your torso, your main body area? Should I be content that it's only a print and not the real thing? Should I be relieved now that the leopard skin fad is over?

If I manage to afford a few new fall and winter outfits this year, I know what will NOT be on my list. I would prefer to own something that will last at least three years and not be "out of fashion" the next time I sort out my closet.

Ah, the musical cloistered life...

2010-07-25T18:01:00.000-04:00

Cloistered nuns cinch record deal
From CBC.ca July 25, 2010

French Benedictines to record Gregorian chant for British label

"When you hear the sound of nuns chanting, it's like an immediate escape from the challenges, stresses, pace and noise of modern living," noted Lewis back in March when Decca, an arm of Universal Music, posted the search notice.

"This is a sound of something ancient, unchanging and timeless."

Read more: http://www.cbc.ca/arts/music/story/2010/07/25/nuns-record-chant.html

This would make a nice gift - for me :-) I would love to listen to the CD (or MP3...) while taking time out and reading sections from Seven Sacred Pauses: Living Mindfully Through the Hours of the Day by Macrina Wiederkehr. I acquired my copy at the Blessing Tree Bookstore during a writers' retreat last year. It surely has helped get me through some demanding days.

Thoughts on Monogamy

2010-07-25T10:14:00.000-04:00

I have to give a blonde nod to Cameron Diaz. In a recent interview, she pretty well summed up my thoughts on monogamy and relationships.

I would take it even a bit further by establishing one to five year contracts instead of "forever and ever bwhahaha!". Think of it as a performance review based on established objectives, expectations and accomplishments.

Honestly, I don't think human animals are wired to withstand a life-long commitment to just one person. There may be rare exceptions but I wouldn't want to see one person or both people in a relationship "sticking it out" due to social, cultural or religious obligations. I do not condone promiscuous behaviour either. This view is supported by Georgette, a strong female character in my forthcoming novel.

There are exceptions where children are involved and need a stable, nurturing home life - especially in their early years. Staying in a relationship where there is a lack of respect and agreement for counselling can cause mental health issues and occasionally, physical harm. Been there, done that and almost wrote the book.

In many cases, there are also financial obstacles where it is nearly impossible for a household to split up and both maintain affordable lifestyles.

People have to think long and hard before they commit to starting a family. If they cannot agree to a respectful, amicable separation there will eventually be the need for lawyers - and we all know it's the lawyers who end up getting rich...

Ah, to be 70 and still a natural blonde

2010-07-03T17:51:00.000-04:00

Recently found via Miss Manners: Natural blond tired of doubts.

I don't think natural blondes should have to explain themselves ;-)

Top 10 tips for downsizing

2010-06-29T08:29:00.000-04:00

I found this while sipping the first cup of coffee and skimming news sites this morning (okay, MSN has news and celebrity gossip...)

"Cut out the unnecessary before you move to a smaller home."

Good tips. I chuckled though when they suggested to start three months before your move. I guess that's good advice if it's just you and your own baggage.

Details at:

http://yourmoney.ca/real_estate/top_10_tips_for_downsizing/0c91c32c which eventually leads to the source article at http://www.styleathome.com/homes/real-estate/top-10-tips-for-downsizing/a/308

I am giving our household more than twelve months due to other commitments and projects on the go. One young person has one more year of university (insert glowing pride :-) here). The others are still working out their paths.

I find it interesting as we go through the seasons, identifying things that we don't use (umm, treadmill, de-humidifier anyone?) and things we likely won't use or need after our move (snow shovels, gardening shovels, rakes, buckets, etc.).

theoretical physics

2010-06-20T11:01:00.000-04:00

Prof. Stephen Hawking will visit the Perimeter Institute in Waterloo, ON, this summer to conduct scientific research and participate in a televised outreach event.

I plan to watch at least one of the events. It will be a good distraction from the mundane.

Special televised lecture on TVO airs Sunday, June 20 2010 at 8:00PM

I find this stuff incredibly interesting. I sure hope they have sub-titles or a lay-speak interpreter ;-)

Proliferation of Personal Care Products

2010-06-06T09:12:00.000-04:00

When you share two bathrooms with three young people, you're going to see an increased variety of toiletries / personal care products. It's a challenging task, organizing bottles and containers on limited counter space or assigning them to baskets and boxes. One person has been asked to keep her items in her room.

We use many different kinds of shampoos, conditioners, soaps, deodorants, etc.. Of course, if certain people (a-hem) would just agree to get a hair cut, they wouldn't need all those special conditioners and de-tanglers. Nice try Mom...

Then there are those sample packs of lotions or shampoos included in magazines or wrapped in with other products. I haven't even used some that have been stashed for years. I assume that they have either degraded or fermented by now.

In addition to the growing clutter, another concern I have is the safety of ingredients contained in personal care products. I don't know enough about them. I can't even pronounce half of the words! I just participated in David Suzuki Foundation’s very first survey of toxic ingredients in the personal care products used by Canadians. Two products I pulled from our bathroom had two or three of the ingredients listed as harmful chemicals. I couldn't even read the tiny text for ingredients on the other three items.

I encourage family and friends to take ten minutes to do the survey before the end of June and to write to the Health Minister as recommended by the DSF.

The wallet-sized shopper's guide they offer on the site lists a "dirty dozen" chemicals to avoid when shopping for cosmetics. The DSF encourages Canadians to use it to check the ingredient list on personal care products before making a purchase. That's fine, dandy and handy BUT if only I could read the tiny print on some of those labels! It's almost as bad as some food products. That's another story for another day...

Go well...

Scientific theories on the allure of blondes

2010-06-05T16:19:00.000-04:00

Thanks to Carl at True North Perspective for picking up on this ;-)

Why do men find blonde women so very attractive?

by Carole Jahme who has a master's degree in evolutionary psychology and is the author of Beauty and the Beast: Woman, Ape and Evolution

"..before bottles of hydrogen peroxide became available, blonde hair in females could be interpreted as an honest signal of youth and therefore reproductive fitness."

"For a female to choose a blond male he must be able to deliver resources (mammoth), as his blond hair alone is not enough to turn her on." Yeah... For me, the attraction might be older, richer, balding men ;-)

Brag is not a four letter word

2010-06-05T15:15:00.000-04:00

BRAG! The Art of Tooting Your Own Horn Without Blowing It
By Peggy Klaus

I learned about this book through a recent IT World Canada article, Self promotion: Learn the right way to brag. From reading the article and the book page, I can safely conclude that the advice could apply to business people, managers, average workers (like me!), writers and other artists.

Quoting the book's web page: "... in today's competitive business world, bragging is a necessity - not a choice. Remaining quiet about yourself or, worse, downplaying your successes leads to being underappreciated, or even allowing others to take credit for your achievements."

"People either avoid bragging at all costs because they don't know how to do it gracefully, or they attempt to sell themselves like a PowerPoint presentation, making those on the receiving end want to hide," Klaus writes. Filled with personal and professional self-promotion dilemmas and solutions, BRAG! teaches readers how to put their best foot forward - while keeping it out of their mouths!"

"The truth is, brag is not a four letter word."

I'm going to add this to my reading list. It may come in handy after I get that pretentious novel published :-)

Meltdown!

2010-06-02T10:08:00.000-04:00

I think I can relate with the recent Quirky B creation called "Meltdown".

This is coming from someone attempting to balance home, work and personal goals. Challenged and frustrated middle-aged mom with lackadaisical teenage boys. Argh!

Thanks for the tour yesterday, Shannon. (and for listening to me rant...)

"One person’s trash is another person’s treasure."

2010-05-30T16:37:00.000-04:00

DON'T FORGET! City of Ottawa Spring Give Away Weekend - Saturday June 5 and Sunday June 6 2010

Details: http://www.ottawa.ca/residents/recycling_garbage/giveaway/

Happy to share in a friend's reminiscence

2010-05-29T11:27:00.000-04:00

Last weekend, I was happy to join a friend on an afternoon outing. We visited an artist's studio, observed nature and shared in a lovely meal while getting caught up with each other. It was a welcome distraction from housework and chores :-)

You can read about it in her article at True North Perspective: http://www.truenorthperspective.com/May_10/May_28/villeneuve-sinclair.html

Resisting those yard sales

2010-05-16T12:05:00.000-04:00

'tis the season for buying other people's cast-offs

While I was out and about town this past week, I saw yard sale / garage sale notices on many a telephone pole. Yep, it's that time of year when families and neighbours get together to sell items they have cleaned out from the nooks and crannies in their own homes.

I have been through this before and even participated in community yard sales. It was a lot of work! One lesson we learned was NOT to schedule ours on the same weekend as the Great Glebe Garage Sale.

What I like about some of the community events is the growing commitment to donate proceeds to various charitable organizations. Of course, there's also the much appreciated social aspect.

Since I am avoiding the temptation to bring more items into my home, I will not partake in yard sale or garage sale activities. As I sift through my own material possessions and prepare for a move next year, I will put aside those items not wanted on the journey. I have already tagged a few items I plan to offer first to family and friends.

Since I want to avoid frustration, wasted time and energy, I prefer to contact directly some of the Ottawa area charities that will come to your home and pick up items. How easy is that? Some of them will even give you a charitable donation tax receipt.

A Blond Nod and Bobble to Lisa Simpson

2010-05-05T11:38:00.000-04:00

On Sunday evening, I really enjoyed watching some of the politically incorrect animated television comedies with my teenagers.

In the season 21 episode "To Surveil with Love", Lisa Simpson is faced with a personal dilemma after she attempts to defend her position in a school debate. Her opponent used a shady attempt to belittle Lisa's argument and logic because she is... blond. Whaaa?!

I guess it is acceptable that this subject was given sub-plot value to the civil liberties one. It was in-didly-deed hilarious to hear tattle tale citizen Ned Flanders state in so many words that "instead of being like Big Brother, I was more like a Little Sister."

When Lisa's blondness was centered out at a town hall meeting as she expressed concerns over public surveillance, I guffawed as the mayor's blond bimbo girlfriend attempted to provide support - although misguided. Yes, there are some exceptions to the evolving blond thought theory...

Although I could not agree with Lisa's extreme decision to darken her hair color, I applauded her efforts to defend her position and point out the flaws of the debate judges, the audience (and maybe society) in their own responses to her appearance and assumed intelligence as a brunette. I laughed aloud when Lisa revealed her blondness underneath the darkened locks and one of the horrified judges gasped "Roots!"

Kudos to the show writers for their creativity and wit. The Simpsons' official web site:
http://www.thesimpsons.com/recaps/season21/

Please note: Canadian English spelling of words were substituted by their U.S English cousins, to accommodate our neighbours to the south ;-^

Go peacefully, openly and ... fair :-)

T

Hoarding and Mini Storage Trends

2010-05-02T11:58:00.000-04:00

While I was watching Law and Order on a U.S. station the other night, an advertisement came on for mini storage units to alleviate consumer citizens from their overcrowded drawers, closets and garages. This confirmed the recent news that there is a trend in American citizens who rent these units to pack away their excess "stuff". I am assUmIng the same applies to Canadians as well.

I can understand the need for short-term storage when you move to a smaller house or apartment - or plan to travel for an extended period of time (you lucky buggers). Another need would be to keep extra furniture and appliances that your offspring may need - once they move out on their own ;-^ Once they move out on their own...

With the exception of heirlooms and archives, I do not wish to get to the point of having to store "stuff" that neither my family nor I will need in the near future. Thankfully, I didn't buy into the Beanie Baby craze or other collectibles such as "commemorative plates" or "ethnic dolls". If anyone has actually benefited financially from these, I'd really like to hear about it!

So, I continue my de-cluttering project by focussing on the bathroom cupboards and counters.

Related articles and links:

Time Magazine
Hoarding: How Collecting Stuff Can Destroy Your Life
By Kayla Webley Monday, Apr. 26, 2010
http://www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,1984444,00.html

The Story of Stuff (fun, informative!)
http://www.storyofstuff.com/

City of Ottawa Spring Give Away Weekend - Saturday June 5 and Sunday June 6 2010
http://www.ottawa.ca/residents/recycling_garbage/giveaway/
"One person’s trash is another person’s treasure. " If you're nosy enough, it will be interesting to see what the neighbours are clearing out :-)

Go peacefully - and on a clear path :-)

What's in your backpack?

2010-04-15T18:27:00.000-04:00

While on a business trip and staying in a Montreal hotel, I rented the movie "Up in the Air" (at $12.99 ! WTF?). I am not an air traveler. I have only flown twice in the past 12 years. I prefer trains. It was, I admit the fact that George Clooney was in this movie that I wanted to rent it. Hey, I was away from home, lonely and ... He did not disappoint me and.. the soundtrack was great.

There was a theme about "attachments" to things and people and making priorities for what to pack or what to unpack for your journey. The main character, Ryan Bingham was a frequent-flyer downsizing consultant and a motivational speaker who used the “What’s in your Backpack” line in his presentations. I really liked it and found it seemed "Buddhist" in a way. It was kind of sad that once he realized he wanted to have a relationship with a casual squeeze and fellow-traveler, that he was brought down to earth (pun intended) by the fact that she only saw him as an escape and was committed to staying with her family.

I think you can reduce the amount of material things along your journey and still live quite happily. Although there are some people that you may be tempted to remove from your “baggage”, I don’t think that’s as easy a task. As fellow travelers in this life, we each have something in common. Only as rare exceptions should someone be cast aside. You could perhaps put troublesome family and friends temporarily into a side pocket or roll them up in your dirty laundry bag for a while ;-) They will soon learn to be less of a burden and help lighten your load.

You've got (less) mail

2010-03-28T12:44:00.000-04:00

I think it's good to have interests in a variety of subjects. One could get spread too thinly though with time and energy spent by being involved or catching up on issues.

In an attempt to reduce my electronic distractions - especially that of mailing lists - I have decided to review the ones to which I subscribe.

The groups and organizations that send frequent messages hold varying degrees of importance to me. My catlike curiosity makes me want to know what's going on in different corners of my world. My limited time and patience meter though take precedence in my choices. Besides newsworthy items, if it doesn't help with my skills development or earning power, it will have to wait until a later time in my life.

Spring is here and the walking areas are clear. Time to get out and move the body more. Then there's that novel I have been avoiding...

So far this week, I have unsubscribed to three mailing lists. There will be more...

My Closet, My Self

2010-03-27T10:32:00.000-04:00

Deep Blonde Thoughts on the Fashion Industry

I will admit that I cannot provide an authoritative opinion on the fashion industry since I am likely not one of its frequent investors. People may know me for my practical fashion sense. I dress for comfort. I shop for ease-of-care. I will visit thrift shops yet I will spend extra for new, petite sized pants if I don't have to hem them!

Anyone who has seen or read "The Devil Wears Prada" can agree on the apparent absurdity, flightiness and wastefulness of the fashion industry. Any middle-aged mother who shares my "physique" will agree on the unlikeliness that one of us would consider wearing any of the ridiculous outfits being strutted on the catwalk by hungry human clothes hangers.

To begin my de-cluttering project, I must start with my closet and my own bedroom. You can't change or improve the world without first taking a look inside yourself, your habits and tastes.

Without pulling readers too deeply into my OCD tendencies for organizing my closet, I will make brief posts over the next few weeks about progress with spring wardrobe preparations and down-sizing my entire closet, dresser drawers and my room.

Come back often :-) I welcome helpful comments and tips. Below are some links I gathered during a brief search on the topic of Fashion.

Fashion Industry Pressures Teen Girls to Be Skinny: Survey
http://www.empowher.com/news/2010/02/02/fashion-industry-pressures-teen-girls-be-skinny-survey
Fashion Criticism
http://topics.cnn.com/topics/fashion_criticism
Selling Beauty and Fame
http://www.lilith-ezine.com/articles/fashion/Supermodels.html
Self-Regulation in the Fashion Industry: Too-Skinny Models
http://www.businessethics.ca/blog/2006/12/self-regulation-in-fashion-industry.html
Frugal Fashionistas
http://www.frugal-fashionistas.com/

I don't think Ann Coulter is a natural blond

2010-03-24T09:37:00.000-04:00

CBC News - Ottawa - Coulter's Ottawa speech cancelled

"Coulter is a darling of the U.S. right wing who, according to critics, uses incendiary language to sell millions of books, as well as her syndicated column."

Read more: http://www.cbc.ca/canada/ottawa/story/2010/03/23/ottawa-coulter-speech.html#ixzz0j6Jnfaus"

(Chills. Shivers. Shame.)

Not wanting to offend

2010-03-20T20:02:00.000-04:00

This past week, a friend who helps me with my house cleaning came back from a trip overseas. She gave us some lovely jewelry and an ornamental tea set from the Middle East. I was touched that she thought to bring us a gift. I was also worried about where to put it!

Coveting furniture

2010-03-14T12:31:00.000-04:00

Okay, I admit to coveting a writer's desk I saw at English Butler last week. I remember casting my eyes upon it a couple of years ago. It is oh-so-nice, so pretty, compact and organized.

I know this goes against my goals to downsize the house contents. The justification is that it would take up less space than the one currently in my bedroom.

Downside?

Will it help me have more time for writing?
Will it help me be a better writer?
Who will pay for this?
Where will the cats sit to look out the window? >^..^<

Decisions, decisions...

Passing on the Buzz

2010-02-20T09:35:00.000-05:00

Okay, I let myself get pulled in to the Google Buzz.

My day job relies on keeping up to date with technology and its offshoots. My cat-like curiosity lures me to explore strange, new things. My pretty blonde head is still spinning from the release, the buzz from early adopters and the ensuing KERFUFFLE around privacy issues. I empathize with the woman whose contacts were revealed, exposing her and them to predators like her ex-husband.

Google Buzz: Privacy nightmare
http://news.cnet.com/8301-31322_3-10451428-256.html

Missed Use Case? Google Buzz Reveals Who You Chat With The Most To Everyone
http://techdirt.com/articles/20100210/1503598116.shtml

I'm still wondering how that guy from Africa started following me. I had to remove him from my Google Reader list too. Geesh! Then there was a guy from India who seemed legit as he shared some of the same technology interests as I.

Then you get people wanting to follow you so you may follow them in return, hence upping their list of followers as part of some inane competition.

The Buzz has become too distracting. I am opting out. What spare time I have is just not worth it. I'll stick with Facebook, LinkedIn and Twitter for now, thank you.

Then there's that closet to contend with : - \

The cat in the closet says...

2010-02-14T08:49:00.000-05:00

"Damn, lady. You has to refresh your wardrobe."

>^..^<

Too many things ... on the go

2010-02-13T16:38:00.000-05:00

In addition to cluttering our lives with material "things", possessions, collections, one can tend to take on too many hobbies, commitments and obligations.

Although I was interrupted by a snotty winter cold and had to stay home last week, I was able to get caught up on some volunteer activities requiring keen analytical ;-^ and organizational skills. Some projects though seemed to spin off into other little projects.

Things I need to remember:

Learn when to to say "no"
Take small bites

I was not yet able to start on my "downsizing" project. On a positive note, within that vortex of activities, I was able to get the first 8 chapters of my pretentious novel printed to 8 1/2 x 11 manuscripts for an editor and a reader. I am so nervous. Over the next few months, I aim to have the final 4 chapters typed up and ready.

Next, perform the contents inventory of my bedroom and log the downsizing progress. Hmmm, just in time for thinking about a new spring wardrobe. Uh-oh!

Poking humour at hoarding tendencies

2010-01-24T08:16:00.000-05:00

One of my favourite TV blondes did a humorous portrayal of a hoarder on Thursday night. I'm talking about Amy Poehler on NBC's Parks and Recreation in which character Leslie Knope decides to hold a dinner party at her house so she could impress her new boyfriend.

When her friend Ann arrives to help her prepare, she is greeted by piles of newspapers and other items that Leslie just can't release. It was quite a hilarious episode.

http://www.nbc.com/parks-and-recreation/

Things turn out okay with the help of continuing education instructors that get pulled in to her vortex to tidy the house, prepare the meal, entertain the guests, etc.

I think the episode provided a clever way to poke fun at our tendencies to keep things "just in case" we may need to use them in the future. I've been there.

If you don't have the space, there's NO "just in case"!

Social and Financial Dilemas

2010-01-20T07:17:00.001-05:00

I know a man who plans to climb a mountain later this year and raise money for cancer research prior to his quest. I have supported him financially as much as I can so far for this noble cause.

Now, we need to dig people in Haiti out from under the rubble and help rebuild their lives, to find their loved ones. My heart goes out to them - and so must some of my "expendable" income.

Give now if you can.

Start here: http://www.cbc.ca/haitirelief/

Sorting, collecting and hoarding

2010-01-10T11:18:00.000-05:00

During a family gathering over the holidays, some of us were discussing the problems of living with someone who hoards and how it hampers our efforts to simplify our lives and physical space. When it comes down to fire hazards due to piles of magazines and newspapers in your basement, that's when you really have to speak up. It can become physically and emotionally draining to live in a cramped, cluttered home - especially when your requests are discarded as nagging and selfish. How ironic! So glad I'm not living THAT nightmare anymore.

Sure, we each may have tendencies to "collect" things like books, photographs, figurines, etc. It helps to define a bit more about us. I like to discover what family members or friends "collect" as it reveals a little more about character and interests. When it extends to too many categories and clutter, that's when a person would want to step back and take a fresh look. You can even hire people to do this for you!

I know that during my purging project, I will have to be selective with the "things" I have collected and prioritize which ones to keep or give away. My books will have to be exempt from this project. It's just a matter of getting more shelf space and reorganizing by subject - again. Hello, IKEA.

On a humorous note, one family member at the gathering quipped that the acronym for Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder: should really be "CDO", organized alphabetically.

Definition: "Obsessive-compulsive disorder: A psychiatric disorder characterized by obsessive thoughts and compulsive actions, such as cleaning, checking, counting, or hoarding. "

Links about Obsessive–compulsive disorder (OCD):

Mental Abuse In Marriages

2010-01-09T11:33:00.000-05:00

Worth a mention, from the ranks of "been there". Wondering if and when this will happen in Canada.

France Moves To Outlaw Mental Abuse In Marriages

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=122362876&ft=1&f=1001

Thank you, News Worthy http://twitter.com/newswrthy

Yes, mental abuse can happen both ways (and with a variety of gendered relationships). Respect and communication are very important.

Go in peace

Time flies

2010-01-01T13:03:00.000-05:00

It seems fitting to type a few words about time and our recording devices on this, New Years Day 2010.

Another man-made milestone has passed and nothing in my observance of natural time has really changed. I do have a few calendars to change around the humble abode. What to do with the old ones?

Well, the sentimental side of me wants to keep them on file to have a record of family visits, birthdays and appointments. Meh, some of that is already recorded in personal journals or photographs :-) and appointment history is kept by the doctor's offices anyway.
The creative side wants to save the artwork for cheap yet colourful rec-room wall coverings. Somehow, Happy Bunny and Farmers Almanac just don't compliment each other. Or do they?
The pragmatic side says to discard them - preferably into the recycling bin.

This year, fewer calendars!

Thoughts?

Emotional Clutter

2009-12-27T11:02:00.000-05:00

Before we try to identify and solve the problems with the world, we need to focus within ourselves. A variation of that advice was quoted a couple of times on an OMNI-TV documentary last night called "Searching for Buddha".

As I reclined with a full stomach, sipping nog contentedly in front of our television and watching "Oliver!" I came upon this show while channel surfing to the viewing guide . I commenced watching it and would jump back to the movie during commercials. Talk about the inability to focus on one thing at a time! I think we call that multi-tasking in these days of varied distractions.

As part of my spiritual journey, I have been reading and collecting books on various belief systems. I am not willing to return to the religion assigned to me upon birth nor subscribe to any one line of teaching but am open to learn from words and actions of others who serve as unobtrusive guides. It's indeed a wonderful journey rich with new acquaintances and respected rituals.

Years ago, after being a survivor of domestic violence and dealing with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, I found solace and serenity in the teachings of Buddhism. I also embraced journal writing as an outlet. I really wanted a life of simplicity and calm after escaping with my children from a home cluttered with material things, disordered behavior and frequent, angry tirades.

It has been six years and although we have accomplished simplicity and calm after moving to a brighter, happier home, I feel like we have once again accumulated too many material burdens.

My de-cluttering project will mainly address the material possessions. I am still addressing emotional clutter from our previous life. Since then, I have met many women and men who have gone through or who are still experiencing similar domestic discord that I had to live through. The best I can tell them is to seek communication, counselling and if that doesn't work, to ... escape to some safe haven if that is possible.

References:

Searching for Buddha
http://www.omnitv.ca/ontario/tv/docs/episodes/buddha/
Survivor of Domestic Abuse
http://web.ncf.ca/co848/tat/domestic_abuse.html
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
http://www.cmha.ca/bins/content_page.asp?cid=3-94-97
United Way - Strengthening Individuals and Families in Times of Need and Crisis
http://www.unitedwayottawa.ca/English/What%20we%20do/index-c.php

It's Christmas morning and there are no presents under our tree

2009-12-25T09:17:00.000-05:00

Don't feel bad for us. I planned this intentionally.

I wanted to address the wastefulness of the commercialized season and the clutter it brings to our lives.

In younger years when my children received or exchanged a few Christmas gifts, we would not always use wrapping paper. We put them in the reusable gift bags that you can buy at any dollar store along with sheets of reusable tissue paper. Some of these came from family and friends in previous years.

This year is a different one because I did not get pricey gifts for them. First of all, as a single parent, I cannot afford it. Second, I don't like venturing into crowded malls (or places period). I didn't even venture online to spend plastic.

I'm sure the words "Grinch" or "Scrooge" bounced around in their heads when I informed them weeks ago that we would not be getting presents this year. Instead, we would be redirecting funds to the young parents of a new member of our extended family as well as a few of our chosen charities. They seemed receptive to the idea, especially now that they are no longer "children". They seemed to accept and embrace the warm feeling of giving.

My growing children will still receive stocking stuffers of the chocolate kind and a bit of pocket money. They will also be able to share in a few feasts and celebrations with more family. Unfortunately, the older ones will have to work on boxing day as they are servants to retail, helping shoppers find bargains that fit or ... return unwanted gifts.

My first post

2009-12-20T16:43:00.000-05:00

Who would know that I'd be at a loss for words. This is my first post of deep blonde thoughts, reflections on life, life styles and experiences.

To begin in 2010, my focus will be on de-cluttering my life, identifying things and habits that are not conducive to a peaceful, healthy and environmentally conscious existence. I plan to log my progress, ask for help and hopefully offer some useful advice.