www.theglobeandmail.com/opinion/article-signs-youve-been-too-eager-for-the-arrival-of-spring/
Be gentle oh spring, bring me fair weather and song.
Don’t mock our daffodils or tulips,
A barn burning can’t make the crops grow,
The sinister sun plays among the clouds…
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trans-Canada_Highway
Okay, I believe 1070 AM, originated the term.
It bugged me so much, I googled it.
TGIF.
Learning to become mindful about sugars identity, uses and consumption.
“I am a chocolate frog.”
“You are a commercial abomination, exploitative in nature (business entity, reeling in glee after days or weeks of pirating the human soul!).”
” Think of yourself with curiosity and humour, compassionate care, the same care you would offer anyone in need of comfort.”
“Bah humbug!”
“Eat me, you fool!”
“No!”
“Eat me.”
“Arrhha, arrhha…hmm, very good, thank you.”
I am going to start my day, the same as any other…
The only difference is that I am going to work for myself.
I envision a workday of visiting and talking to relatives, meals and chores, not necessarily in that order.
I will get an hour walk, pick up groceries (remember cash back and ask for loonies for laundry).
My goal is to visit mom around 9-10AM.
Head home and cook chicken and the rest of my lunch (carrots and potatoes with a chocolate dessert).
Do laundry, take out garbage, do hand wash (silk pillow cases: improves sleep quality!). Do dishes (while listen to some hot Jazz), vacuum, clean bathroom (probably use beats blue tooth with “Extreme Ways” blaring in my ears).
What else? I will need to fit in a call to my sister, ad lib any other social interactions or situations…
You get the idea, I will be too busy to be ‘blue’. How about you?
Happy weekend!
P.S. I’m taking my relatives to the casino tomorrow, wish me luck (with them of course).
Hey, Ghost Buster!!!
In this dialogue, the paradigm of Good Vs Evil is replaced with Order Vs Chaos. The two duke it out. No surprize here, order wins hands down.
Order: Why don’t you like good?
Chaos: I like good.
O: I know you don’t. You could care less about anything. You don’t respect anything. Why do you destroy?
C: I like disorder.
O: You don’t like anything, anyone, anywhere. Nothing. You like disorder, because it is the opposite of order, it is Chaos.
C: Exactly, but good works for you. It helps you stay organized and you like working, staying alive.
O: Wrong.
C: What then?
O: Clarity, balance, growth, and this allows the universe to continue. If all else continues, we will grow, we will emerge. We are agents of order and good. Do you get it?
C: Ya, ya. What am I, bad breath, a wasted life?
O: You are a slayer of all life. Because, nothing begets nothing. You don’t work. You harm all that works.
C: I don’t get it. What is all the hub bub about. You win, I loose, you loose I win, what’s the difference?
O: Good works. Your way, there is no order. My way, Chaos lives to create trouble another day.
C: You telling me, I win either way?
O: Yup.
C: Damn. That’s good.
O: Exactly…
Perhaps, it has only started in the 60th year of my life.
Or after one of the many splendid adventures of being at home on planet earth.
But the inspiration and the meaning is definitely inspired from the source: The Hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hobbit
I can think of many a children’s story that is read and admired by adults: Alice and Wonderland, Around the World In Eighty Days, and many more deserving stories.
You get my drift…
Or, perhaps it is an enduring sense of bliss.
I can feel it, taste it and believe.
This is a power unto itself, an inspiration, a muse or a passion.
Isaac Asimov called it, “A Joy Still Felt”.
Anyone, who needs to believe or wants to explore, do a passion, wanderlust, wants to live! will do, say, believe and experience what I feel, in every bone of their body, mind and soul.
And yet, this adventure is understated as ‘there and back again”.
The concept is from old British propaganda.
It has become popular to use slogans and make up your own.
In the spirit of “Keep Calm and Carry On”.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keep_Calm_and_Carry_On
Even when my muse is out to lunch.
Especially when others think I need to take a brake.
Sometimes after I throw in the towel.
During, after and before all forms of inspiration.
Till, death due we part…
