Abele Green is my 15 year old Easter Lilly that needs a haircut.
She gets equal work for equal pay.
I have the responsibility to water, weed and repot her.
She keeps me honest and freshens up my place.
A reminder of my friendship with my mother, I try to treat her with TLC…
A memory from September 11, 1970
As a young boy my elders gave me a lesson on why not vandalize a tree.
I eventually learned about ecology, inner tidal zones, and naturalism.
I did a lot of tree planting and forest fire fighting as a young man.
I spend a lot of time outdoors: walking, hiking and biking.
I try to recycle, recover and reuse.
All these activities are still practiced across the country.
The mountains, rivers, and valleys are various parts of my body, the thin layer of dirt is my skin.
Underground there is a natural engine or molten core that spins like the sun.
I have a heart that pumps blood.
And a brain that connects to a nervous system, lymphatic system, a spinal column with a muscular system that wraps in organs that produce nutrients to maintain different parts of my body.
The earth is no different. She has earthquakes, tidal waves, trapped gasses in the oceans and underground, lava flows, hot springs, and many other natural occurring activities above and below her surface.
Worms and flukes make up a variety of small creatures who eat,reproduce and die.
There are bigger systems like flocks of birds or smaller ones like colonies of microbes.
We all eat, reproduce and die.
We live among each other,
We affect and need each other.
We live, reproduce and die together.
This is Mother Earth.
This is nature…
The slogan this year is to consume less and pledge more…
There is too many plastics being consumed and I pledge to cook more food and buy less plastic.
I will ‘put my money where my mouth is’ and pledge more cash and resources into getting kids more playing time outside.
Climate Change is a good cause to help in the year to come, going to earth day is a proper way to change myself.
I need to read and write and therefore research this day today!
https://www.vox.com/2018/4/21/17247994/earth-day-2018-plastic-climate-change
There is only one place for me, it knows neither time nor space.
It is the way, a river of gratitude.
Time stops on the edge of eternity.
The sights and sounds around me become less and less important.
My writing and reading become both the same but different.
I’m not asking ‘why’ anymore…
I just go with the flow.
Every piece of culture and life bring light to the words that flow onto the page of my device.
I am floating along with sentence after sentence.
The ideas emerge as a new form or landscape.
As I read, I call out poetry, novels, news articles and many other kinds of writing.
But are my lack of sensations or feelings or consciousness part of the experience?
I am in the zone… reading and writing.
I like to do as many activities with walking as I can manage in a day.
I try to walk to work with a backpack full of supplies: lunch, water, my debt, bus tickets and drivers license.
Walking to the library on the weekend gives me a chance to read and write on my blog.
My destination is better when I walk over to my relatives on Saturday and Sunday.
It is always fun to head over to the town square when an event is on, I usually go to the annual Zombie Walk and Protest Rally
Today their is a Pot Rally celebrating the upcoming legalization of the substance.
I am an avid photographer and go out often to take a few pictures.
Living in the tourist capital of Canada also inspires me to head out to many local attractions in Victoria.
If you can incorporate any of my ideas and follow the suggestions in the video, you will be well on your way to creating gratification in your lifestyle: good luck!
When I let go of my belief and focus instead on fear of being, can I find peace?
Yes, my meaning comes from the inner connectedness we all share through our epic stories.
All writers hope their narratives or epic works will last the test of time.
As someone who connects to people I am willing to feel the ‘anxiety of being’.
I don’t enjoy it, but find relief by connecting with and understanding myself and others.
I like to share those experiences in the form of a character and a hidden message in one of the many forms of writing.
I believe it is just another way to connect with life and transmit it in all my affairs.
I love to read and write…
