Saturday, July 31, 2010

Under Cover

Plainly hidden
Amidst the crowd,
Exhibiting only
What is necessary
To function,
To participate
The charade.

Inner secrets
Heavily guarded
As personal treasure,
Locked away
From quizzical eyes
Longing to judge
And create

Lost to a world
In need
Of originality,
The potential costs
Seemingly too dear.
The soul’s price
Remains, yet

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Monday, July 26, 2010

Laid to Rest

"Come back to bed," she whispered
Softly to the wind,
"My heart grows cool without you,
As the light between us dims.”

“Come soon, my love, remember
How I burned for your caress?
Before the flames expire
And our passion’s repossessed.”

“The time grows late,” she pleaded
Though resigned now to the chill,
She sunk beneath the covers
Where he found her cold and still.

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Sunday, July 25, 2010

Out of Balance

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the importance of living one’s life in balance. This is, of course, because I am absolutely NOT living my life in this way at the moment. And while I certainly never intended for things to get so lopsided, nevertheless, they are.

Consistently working over-time at a job that gives me much too little in return, in combination with all the responsibilities that go along with maintaining a busy family household, have left me running pretty close to empty most of the time. It’s to the point now that even things that have always brought me pleasure – like blogging and keeping in-touch with good friends - just seem like more chores I’ve committed myself to doing.

I find myself fantasizing about winning the lottery – imagining how different my life would be if only… But of course, pinning one’s future happiness on this isn’t exactly practical. And when I break my dreams down to the specifics of what I need, ultimately what emerges is the desire for a peaceful home, meaningful work, time to do what I enjoy most, and the ability to positively affect the world around me. So is having more money really key to making this happen? Or is it just an excuse for not making some tough decisions now?

I’m thinking what I actually need is a realistic plan, which begins with taking a hard look at what in my life isn’t working. Then, for those areas identified as needing redirection, I need to map out how to get from where I am now to where I really want to be.  And finally – the real key – I need to follow through and make it happen.

Sunday, July 11, 2010


It came together at sunset,
With spectators on land and sea

There were barges filled with fireworks
And a cruise ship for live TV.

KABOOM! The party started in NYC!

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Saturday, July 10, 2010


Made for the shade!

A view from above...

and below!

Friday, July 9, 2010

Keeping the Peace

I’m off from work today… but being the typical multi-tasking mom that I am it’s not much of a holiday. My older son, Noah, is starting high school in the fall and needs a uniform. So in an effort to avoid the line-ups in August or on any given weekend, we went today – and yes, it was a good idea and he really does look sharp in his new blazer, dress shirt and khakis. On top of that, we dropped the dog off at the groomer and were planning to hit Chapters for some summer reading material and maybe, I thought, I’d even get the chance to sit down to a nice lunch with my two sweet boys before swinging back to pick up the pampered pooch on our way home… but this was not to be as the cost of my sanity just seemed like too steep a price to pay.

Instead, as I’m sure anyone with kids has also experienced at least a thousand times, this is how it actually went down: A wee bit of boredom at the uniform shop led to finding amusement in torturing one another which after what seemed like a ridiculous amount of time dangerously threatened to ignite parental fireworks.

So, after rushing out of the shop with our purchases, and then urgently breaking all speed limits in an attempt to get the monsters kids home before completely losing my cool, I saw hovering above us a white dove with outstretched wings and tail feathers. This was very odd: First, because of how it was flying and second, because we don’t often see white doves in our neck of the woods. So this has to mean something, right?

According to spiritual psychotherapist and shamanic practitioner Steven D. Farmer who has written extensively on the subject of connecting with animal spirit guides, when we encounter animals in unusual ways it may be a sign to pay attention to what that animal represents. In this case, doves signify bringing peace, harmony and love into the world. As I was far more focused on the opposite feelings at that exact moment, I’m taking this to have been both a warning of not allowing my anger to get the better of me, and also a pat on the back for generally being a good peacekeeper.

While I know I can’t absolutely control my teens’ behaviour except through threats of extreme punishment such as taking away the Xbox, I do recognize that by consistently modeling a harmonious and loving demeanor, I can have a powerful and positive impact on them... even if they don’t immediately follow suit. So little dove, thank you for your timely message, and I will continue to do my best.

Friday, July 2, 2010


Timeless tides
Washing over her -
Gently covering, then
Exposing all that is - seeming
Without consequence.
With each new wave,
Ever more of her
Is worn
Away, until
At last, the light
Shines brightly for those
With wisdom enough to see,
Naturally guiding
All who seek,
Away from
Anchored in
Stubborn blindness.

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Thursday, July 1, 2010

Happy Birthday, Canada!

“I am a Canadian: free to speak without fear, free to worship in my own way, free to stand for what I think right, free to oppose what I believe wrong, and free to choose those who shall govern my country. This heritage of freedom I pledge to uphold for myself and all mankind.”

John Diefenbaker
From the Canadian Bill of Rights, July 1, 1960