winters sleep

wow. winter in vancouver

this morning i went for a long walk, 2.5 hours. yes i should have been at home doing stuff but when the day was this brilliant, how could i.
i will put another pic up of a very cool plant in winters slumber.
today, how could anyone be anything but joyously happy!
smiles were free today and i felt thankful to be healthy, happy and content.
weren't you?

say its possible

brilliant lyrics

chocolate brown sheets

her back lean and strong..cradled nicely into my chest.

i trace lines down her body.... my fingers finding all the small spaces.
spent; slumber catches her quickly...she breathes deeply...i lie still and listen for her heart.
perpetual quiet fills the space between us.
slipping in silence from the place of fulfilled need, she stirs and cloaks herself into the warmth of singular sleep space.

taking my leave,i kiss her face gently. twice....i am charmed by the girl wrapped in chocolate brown sheets


emillie asks of compromise and then recalls the nights of late arrivals and early departure as per her request..and is aware that she gave alot for not.

benazir bhutto - rip age 54

Benazir Bhutto, who was assassinated Thursday in Rawalpindi, was the first female prime minister of Pakistan and of any Islamic nation. She was just 35 when she was nominated.

nuff said!

long live those who never give up and are willing to risk all for what they believe is right.

tick tock

rocketing toward the turn of the calendar page we stop and reflect on what has been .we never truly examine time until it has past. we hardly stop the moments when they occur. we should, we should freeze the image and the feelings to really own them. swallow the events.

my past year has been one of great happiness and great loss. regrets? nah, wishes ? yeah. revelations;many. love? i think yes. good health? OMG i am so blessed. good fortune? this is not about money,so indeed.

time propels me forward and the sense of renewal permeates my heart. i put my emotional running shoes on and sprint towards the next year

who knew?

while taking a very early xmas morning walk in search of a starbucks, i walked down a street i have often driven, but paid no attention to the shops that line it. the use is mixed with commercial and apartment towers. when one walks one sees thing of wonder and details mostly missed when viewing the world through a windscreen. who knew the gingerbread man lived in my hood? happy ho ho indeed!

mistletoe

well it is that time of year where sneaking kisses is permitted and at times welcomed.
so everyone knows the rules: each kiss requires removal of a berry, once all berries are gone..there will be more no more kisses!
so grab that sweet thing you really want to kiss fast...

there is a certain feisty italian beauty who i'd like to kiss over and over...she is busy - so i'll send her my kisses virtually

enjoy the holidays and remember the reason for the season; joy and good will to all!

never knowing

* in the moment between wake and slumber when all that fills your head belongs solely to you. when desires selfishly owned deeply in your heart are kept real by the feelings you are afraid to acknowledge. where memories create need and wanting. where a simple connection of hands speaks more than words can convey. i wonder, endlessly wonder ...what will it take for you to stop risking never knowing*

patience

www.m-w.com

Main Entry: pa·tient
Pronunciation: \pā-shent\
Function: adjective
Date: 14th century
1: bearing pains or trials calmly or without complaint
2: manifesting forbearance under provocation or strain
3: not hasty or impetuous
4: steadfast despite opposition, difficulty, or adversity

shannon mcnally

.... then the light started to dim....

it was a bright idea for its time, but after more than a century of lighting up our homes it will soon be lights out for the "Edison" bulb.
they will no longer be producing the incandescent bulb effect 2012! the only bulbs available will be those unforgiving florescent safeway lighting or the LED.
that means, for many of us, the last half of our lives living in unflattering lighting! although retailers will be banned from selling them in north america, homeowners and businesses will be permitted to use them.
i am going to start stashing them soon. i believe there will be quite the blackmarket for such lighting. i can tell you this much ....my home will be forever bathed in the soft hues of "easy white", calm white" , "cool white" and even the occasional "amber" shadow. especially in the bathroom!

the high side of toronto

okay, confession...i am in love the beds at the marriott! big fluffy down pillows and comforters. crawling in to fresh starched 600 thread count sheets....yum!
and on a night like tonight..room service, served direct to the place you want to have dinner...on the big bed, linen, hot bath, soft robe and tonight, pan-seared halibut with garlic spinach,lemon smashed red potatoes in a saffron caper fennel cream reduction. chased with a glass of chardonnay. and , well the outside weather becomes just that..outside. and of course 70 channels and full control of the remote is not a bad side dish

toronto

jeepers. i do like my job. really;it is just that i dont like to be in toronto in the winter. look at the streets, covered in snow...man was not meant to naivigate such challanges. and women do not dress to navigate such weather. i mean, jeepers, slush up the back of my skirt and tights is so not cool by me. now add in the ill sholveled walkways, running nose from the cold and a red face from the wind. winter, such as this, is so unattractve to us girls.

thank god my weekend in vancouver has held me over...thanks to the italian beauty- nice to have her close again.

outta here in T-minus three days :)

OMG it has happened...

last summer i was over at am's house...her reading glasses were on the table, i picked them up and looked at my blackberry and was surprised at how clear the print was. i quickly went into the settings and increased the font- disaster averted.

last month, i complained that screen on my laptop at work was old and the words were difficult to read due to the age and roadtrips it had been on. i received a new wide screen hp- disaster averted.

two weeks ago while attempting to read " khaled hosseini , a thousand splendid suns" at night, i found my arms extending away from me in order to bring the words in clear. fuh, no more room to run on this one.

with head hung low and slow plotted steps...i left the house in search of my first readers. i live in a neighbourhood filled with "olds" so via a quick walk i found a local eye glass shop and bought a pair of readers. who knew there were so many styles and price points.

i am so depressed. combine that with the night sweats of late and i think i may need to acquiesce and welcome in mid life. no worries tho - i never wanted a corvette.

its coming on christmas...

well, its true, i am a geek of sorts....i put christmas lights on the jeep. why? cause it makes strangers smile at me and makes kids give me thumbs up as i sit at traffic lights.

my way of spreading a wee bit of TB joy. :)

last request

am tapped into this guy right now.

portland

just spent the weekend in portland oregon, what a fun time.
i got the full royal tour. it was awesome! there is a great bunch of gals down there and they treated me so kind and were so welcoming.

friday day, off to the local outdoors ...things to see, state parks and like...my personal tour guide lk has grown up in the area so took me to some great spots like the falls and crown point. multnomah falls is magnificent and memorable. it is a 611-foot-tall roaring, awe-inspiring cascade of icy water, lets you experience the power and beauty of nature up close and with ease. we had a great dinner there.

friday nite..funny times...it was a "ugly holiday sweater pub crawl" so we all went to the goodwill on friday and picked out some fabulous sweaters...the more bling the better....basically the louder/tacky it was the better!!! and then the rest of the evening you were known by your grandmothers name, so we rocked with the likes of nancy, myrna, elizabeth, peggy and many others. the organizer decided the pubs of choice...the first one being a really bad peeler bar called the dancing bare...friggin funny, the juxtaposition of scantly clad women and badly dressed dykes was a screamm..after that there were four more dives of choice...each getting worse ...and then there is the whole american beer to keep ya moving..

saturday was tour the city...sunshine was about so it was a perfect day for a waterfront walk and then off the 'saturday market" for eats, music and discovery. it is an old city like seattle...flanked by mt st helens and mt hood, very pretty indeed...kits type area called 23rd ave, great feel. local hang area called "alberta" was funny for me...more like commercial...funky shops, eclectic crowd...when you are there, there are bumper stickers on cars that say" keep Oregon weird" - TRUE...and then, there is this thing that happened...and underground thing where people dress up like santa...eleves or ms santa, nasty dirty santas, hot elves , skinny santa, fat santa, etc and descend on the city downtown core...so there were over 300 people dressed this way...apparently they text each other and somehow get it all together...and then the gig is they do their xmas shopping dressed that way!!!! it was so fun!

sunday had brunch with three of portland finest (an hottest) chick fire fighters! it was great to be in their energy and listen to their stories. and the Tin Shed restaurant has fab food - way to go christie and jeanette; you have a winning formula there.

portland; a city of colour and great people.

no place on earth

today the mountains are fabulous! snow dusted against brilliant blue skies. the tempature sits around 14 and the faces of the town folk seem bright and warm.

for all of us here..this is why we live here!

band of horses

compliments of my fellow blogger SK



great listen.great find.

soon..WE RIDE

the in between seasons create such a wait...the rack goes on next week. those of you who wish to play in the snow? the jeep holds five, get in

the shins

worth a listen, not for the faint of heart

"A Comet Appears"

One hand on this wily comet,
Take a drink just to give me some weight,
Some uber-man I'd make,
I'm barely a vapor

They shone a chlorine light on,
A host of individual sins,
Let's carve my aging face off,
Fetch us a knife,
Start with my eyes,
Down so the lines,
Form a grimacing smile,

Close your eyes to corral a virtue,
Is this fooling anyone else?
Never worked so long and hard,
To cement a failure,

We can blow on our thumbs and posture,
But the lonely is such delicate things,
The wind from a wasp could blow them,
Into the sea,
With stones on their feet,
Lost to the light and the loving we need,

Still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it's growing,

With burnt sage and a forest of bygones,
I click my heels,
Get the devils in line,
A list of things I could lay the blame on,
Might give me a way out,

But with each turn,
It's this front and center,
Like a dart stuck square in your eye,
Every post you can hitch your faith on,
Is a pie in the sky,
Chock full of lies,
A tool we devise,
To make sinking stones fly,

And still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,In your heart and it's growing.

damn the snow is fun

snapped this photo late last night at 33rd and st catherines...(sorry for the quality , only had the crappy camera as i dont like to leave the big one in my jeep)

seems he is awaiting the bus...love the creativity here.

of course, the rain today has washed him away but for a short time there was this moment of art that caused many a smile. brilliant!

dogs get snow

dogs get snow. they embrace the change, the new landscape and indulge themselves in the glory of it all. they frolic, never mind the old rules, lets make new rules. lets see and taste and feel like never before. lets touch the moment and let the moment touch us...better yet...lets eat it up.

i love it when it snows...it makes me stop and see things in a different light. with different feelings;different expectations...

i think i am a dog too.

briinngggg

i have this yellow rotary phone. i love it. the other night ac came over for dinner and actually used it! it so requires patience and it was nice to see someone actually take the time to use it.
it takes a manual spin of the numbered dial to register each digit. and now there are 10 turns of the dial needed to make a connection . i like the gentle purr as the dial returns to the home location upon each release.

flashback:

the street lights will be on soon. this is the rule for my curfew. i must be home before the street lights come to life. i push harder on the pedals , reluctant to head back.
the summer nights air feels so good as i ride my bike through the town streets. everywhere there are sounds of families still at play. screen doors hold no sounds in. there are tv's blaring, laughter heard and the occasional shouting as the mom calls the kids away from the resting place in front of the television set. she beckons for the nightly wash up to occur.

the dads are there too. they are the ones telling the kids to get up and go change the channel.

as i approach my house; a phone rings. the moms, several, now standing at the edge of their driveways chatting about nothing and everything , know instinctively who's phone it is. one of the moms turns on her heels and races towards the door, the screen door moans and crashes with a quick open and close.

screeching into the driveway my heart pounding in my chest. i know i am close. leaning my bike against the side of the house i run towards the front door just as the street lights begin to flicker...

rogue wave - eyes

this quote jacked from a fellow bloggers site :

“The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.”
-Rumi

http://mememois.blogspot.com/

and so it begins

on the drive home last night is when i started to notice them. bursts of coloured light streaming from households on evry street.their lil' beams of shininess reflected in the water drenched streets creating a rainbow on which you can drive.
the house is adorned so careful, so prideful in the placement of merriment in wee glass tubes. all shapes and sizes capture the images of holiday spirit; hung in rows or placed in the shape of animals.

i am in awe of those who take so much time to create this festive display and am tempted to ask...is it for themselves or is it for the rest of us? thus the selfless spirit of the holidays begins...

more past writings...emillie

we are close tonight…physically and emotionally.
we speak one word yet our eyes talk another language.the words that hang between us are without definition.

we are comfortable in what is not said..not exposed.. innuendos fly at the speed of sound.

emillie is persistent lately in seeking legitimacy in the feelings that hang without confirmation like a text bubble viewable by the only those on the outside of the story.

we are watched and digested by those around yet feel vacuumed into a silence..taken but not released.with eyes locked…I attempt entrance. lightly treading on slippery sites as my steps flail in confidence; i gain no ground.
“silence leaves much to another’s interpretation” we agree …and are decidedly okay with this

emillie falls into the darkness

please..this is another item of brain dump..is soooo past tense...so before my friends call the funny farmmmmmmmm..relax..all is good!

Part 6 emilie falls into the darkness

c-spine, her head held still … gripped by fear, cradled in an awareness of a danger so intense… primordial reactions ….explosive need to move….panic seizes her breathing…
small, she appears in the distance of her mind…she knows the taste of segregation..…she sees herself in a checkerboard room..backed far into the farthest square……rooks and horseman cover all exits..leaping is not an option…trapped
wading through the labyrinth of fervent rushing feelings… they climb , they are ugly and solid….movement restricted , lungs collapse, falling forward without arms

forcing thoughts into what has been…capitulating all she said, forcing the words into a gelatin pill..she swallows the events..inside they eat her up, no release, no calm, no trip beyond, bogus promises of highs yet to be imagined; placebo

her heart experiences sensorineural deafness…heading fast toward shut down, silence becomes the norm..

fetal position protective walls keep all at bay, touch becomes foreign…messages confusing…the dialect not found… …bile forces regurgitation… she is so sick with pathetic wonder of what she believed could be..…purging has such appeal..self destruction is comforting in its power……

white influence beckons and is easily attractive….magnetic in its pull…existence is the ghost of decision…...

flattened…she slides easily under the exit door…..her being evaporates … obdurated; all movement stops….. darkness descends… and she moves towards the promise of something better

full moon

this is the image on way home tonight...beautiful!

Full Moon, in Nov, called the Frost Moon

gathered words from the net :

"There are 25,920 moments in each day... each one an opportunity to be more fully grateful and in love with the magnificent truth of who you are. This makes all things possible"

The seeds of this year's crops now fall into the fertility of Earth, where they await their germination in the spring. Be deliberate in your planting but do not dismiss that which has been sown but forgotten. Be prepared, and with deliberate intention, to touch what has already been cultivated by your influence. Go back and see the beauty as it grows towards the beauty of your own sunlight. Do not allow things to wilt in your warmth.

The mood is definitely one for a celebration involving a feast, whether it be a simple feast at home or a night out in a restaurant with friends;it really doesn't matter.

No matter where you eat or how much you may have, you may at this time enjoy a special feeling of being comfortable and simply enjoying what you have in the way of sensual delights. Spices and perfumes would certainly be appreciated. Tactile enjoyment should be savoured.

There's also a meditative calm to this Moon as many of us realize that something we planted as a seed only a a few months ago is coming to fruition in a magical sort of way. Allow the birth.

Now is the time to contemplate the mysteries or the gateways of life and death within whatever spiritual or philosophical system you choose and to work towards planting your seeds of posterity in harmony with the seasons and the cycles of life.

Remember: all regrows just in a different form with a different connection. The moon will show us each time that there are many ways to see the same event.

To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven. -- Ecclesiastes

ouch

tonight, compliments of a team building event i have whiplash and a my back is killing me! we did this race thing on these crazy fast and powerful go carts. i now know that everyone has an evil side when needed to win...ok me too. so winning is important after all. i got t- boned by my employee so hard my neck snapped and my back go wretched...but i had fun and i did come in first place of the losers race but hey? so, first is first after all...right? now where is that that back rub i am sure someone must owe me?

Deception Pass State Park, WA

camping in november?

just had a great weekend camping at deception pass state park. this is my fav park ever! it has all you need including hiking trails, miles of beaches, the scent of a strong ocean, the sound of tall pine trees and oh yeah, the feeling of the naval base screaming jets as they fly just above the tree tops. met up with my new friend LK...a portland do-gooder (a fiiiinnne fire fighter) we had such a blast! drank too much, ate too much and explored all the wonders of this glorious park. and spent time giggling at each other for the way we said "roof" or "about".
we were blessed as we saw seals and sea lions frolicking in the current.
of course, on board was the ever charming and friendly ; paige... the wonder dog!
great weekend, great adventure!

re-connections

i am blessed. i feel fortunate to be surrounded by great energies in life. it seems when i am on a slippery emotional slope some angel comes to my side and gives me the lift i need.

sometimes the book of life flips to a chapter once read and you realise you missed the words while attempting to read the print.

loving you

his name is paolo nutini

a great find off the launchcast radio room called coffeehouse.

mother nature cleans house

it happens every year, although we are not usually aware of it. in a matter of a few days, sometimes less, the trees become naked and start their winter slumber. today mother nature is house cleaning. the wind whips through the city with such fearsness. the tress give up their leaves, the last few flowers sacrafice their pedals and the grass bends over towards a winters rest.
the sky is dark grey. for some it may seem a heavy day; for me it is a day of new beginnings. the winter season is upon us. today i walk through the windy streets , hot coffee in hand and look for all the signs that the world is ready for a long quiet sleep.

under foot

my buddy lynn and her daughter a.j. are staying with me on their way through to mexico. we woke this morning and my buddy says" lets do the floors". so here we are...the last of the reno's going through.

i have not touched my tools since the summer. i avioded them actually. today with hammer, saw,tape and crowbar in hand; i feel good. i forgot how much i enjoy working with my hands and the feeling of creating something.

two rooms down...and today i cant friggin move! my lower back and thighs are screaming at me! it is a dumb job, up and down for every plank it seems...
i spend too much time at a desk i think....

more writings - emillie

the day begins. light envelopes dark. the time machines forces the rhythm of our existence. sunshine warms us into the moment and the notice period of the future begins now.

emilie is excited today. she seems elated and beyond her own spirit. exuding a streaming band of lightness; it blinds me.


she is excited to talk today. i stand bonded to the moment and let her words cascade about me.

“there is but only two paths in life, what is and what has been. to attempt to see beyond this is futile and will result in frustration and energy misspent “. she dances in my shadow and her exuberance is charming.

she speaks without grammar, without the confines of expected prose. words drop like a waterfall of alphabet soup


“the most important thing is to be present. be completely there in the moment .avoid thoughts of consequence or be forever regretful. seize the moment. puncture your being and allow all that is now to gain entry into your soul. hold nothing back. immerse yourself in the emotion of the moment and without hesitation allow yourself to truly fall…”

we smile together, eyes locked as the thought is exchanged and lands deep within us.

…she reaches for my hand then changes her mind. she skips off and I find myself running to catch up…

river road sightings

i have shared a few photos of my drive west/east along the winding ashphalt of river road. this one is not the best image as i had to step onto private property to get this. this is another lost spirit left to disenegrate into the water's chemistry. this vessel rises and and falls with the swell of the rivers life. it seems to be unhappy to me, begging to be upright, struggling with the feeling of no control when resting on its side as this. it does not appear comfortable...the way we humans feel when we find oursleves on the ground without notice.

i think that all dwellings have a soul and they exude this when occupied. i feel a loss for this boat, i can image it in its full glory chugging up the mighty fraser in search of the next great fishing find or smiling as it hopes to pit its power against the strong and younger mighty tugs.

emillie asks about love today

emilie asks about love today..she wants to know all of it..the truths, the lies, the perceptions the missed connections, the frankness, the beginnings, then ends. the starkness of unsure acts,the intimacy, the illusions, the rights, the wrongs... i hold her thoughts in my head for a long moment..i take them apart and put them back together...words..how could we think without words...i cradle the words and pull them close, as if i can consume them like a favorite treat..slowly ,leaving the last morsel,the taste you want to be left with when is all done...

love..what is it all about..

i try to find the words but all i find are images of us..touching spirits dance a dance of secret cadence...her smile, her touch..the way our feet and hands meet when slumber creeps over us... the inside passages where physical meets spiritual...

i wonder what words emilie really wants to hear, can really handle...i watch as she watches me...waiting for devine explainations..waiting for clarity to file these questions...wanting comfort in exact definitions of light,dark,feelings,essence...

i shall start at the beginning..where the road starts and all street signs are free flowing and spin in the wind..where you think you are going one way then the wind of life moves the signs and you find yourself on a journey uncontrolled by you...a journey where inside seldom reflects outside..

i take my hand into the air and grasp for her ...imaginary, of course,
she cannot feel me...but the act comforts me...i pull her image into my hand and gently place over my heart...as my hand touches my chest..i feel love..

"take my hand she says"..and i do, "but not to tight she says..i am not sure of what i feel when you do that"...i say, well all things become more comfortable over time..she laughs..i laugh and we walk in silence as the light rain falls..

a little closer

okay, so at least i have purchased the flooring! it is a black flat walnut plank laminate, high quality so should go down easy and turn out very rich looking.

i am ripping up the carpet daily, stuffing it into lil bags and disposing of it discreetly so the "olds" that live in my building don't start to send me hate mail and fines! in the meantime, orange underlay and sculpted carpet is my decoration of choice! stand by, the rest goes really fast!

matters of the heart

there have been many discussions of late with several friends on the matter of love. people do and say things that sometimes others don't understand. and the most common response from someone who lives on the outside of the event(s) is "let it go, get over him/her". i know i have spoken such words many times...but for this i now say to those who may be hurting or confused... i understand ...because
" the mind has a thousand eyes and the heart but one"

OMG my Pearl died

anyone who knows me will understand how at a loss i am! i dropped my Pearl in a puddle (outside the casino- stop.that is another story). this unit is my life organized into a lil package of efficient technology. it is my connection to so many.
the part that breaks my heart is that i lost some very special pics and saved texts. these communiques were very special and i cried when i realized they were gone!

...getting back up and running today....

The Inukshuk

"The Inukshuk (pronounced IN-OOK-SHOOK) are landmarks and beacons once erected in the north to show the traveler their way in a very barren tundra. They endure as eternal symbols of guideance. They stand solid sharing and encouraging the importance of friendship and reminding us of our dependence upon one another. The traditional meaning of an Inukshuk was to act as a compass or guide for a safe journey. Today, this serves as a reminder that we always have a choice in the direction we choose to take in our lives."

as we head fast toward a new year i see this a message of sorts...i scan my landscape daily for any sign of direction...

mt baker

on my drive to work i am forced to deal with the most aggravating piece of road in this city : the queensbourgh bridge. the back up starts way up on 20th and doesn't let up until after howe ave on the island. i hate it. but there is one thing that makes it all livable...the view south of mt baker and the alex fraser bridge. especially when the sun is rising and the sky is an incredible hue of red and orange.

in just a few weeks it will be time to put the snowboard rack on the jeep again..yipppeee!

sweat

spent my evening taking advantage of the only positive attribute of this investment where i live.

the sauna.

spent over an hour in 200 degree heat. i do some of my best thinking while in the the lil cedar box that facilitates detoxifying sweat. i watch the beads gather and travel down my body . each bead with a different destination and taking with it the impurities.

i am a better person when i leave than when i go in.

simple pleasures.

All Hallows Eve

i know not of such things available to the world of those who have such power...i post this as a internet "how-to..."


Casting Love Spells or Magic Spells.

A love spell or any magic spell should not be done in a casual, offhand manner at the height of a desperate emotion. Love Spells and Magic Spells often go awry when we cast them in the heat of the moment or on a whim. When we do not take the time to think about what we want to do then we get in over our heads and have all kinds of problems.

If you are performing your own Magic Spell, start to think and then start to write. What is the purpose of this spell? What do you want it to do? How can it go awry? What are all of the possible outcomes?
If you are comfortable with these thoughts then start to think about what you will need, tools wise. Start to gather your ingredients, what are they? What is the perfect time of the month? Is there a moon influence that would enhance your spell? What about a day of the week?

One of the first things to think about is "what can I do mundanely? Never waste time magically with something you can do much more easily mundanely. Why waste energy? Just because you can do something magically does not mean you have to.

There are some ground rules to follow when casting a spell:

Never cast Love Spells & Voodoo Spells above your abilities:
Understand everything you do, know the reasons you perform a certain movement or speak a certain way. Do your homework so you don’t’ make a mistake and hurt others or foil your spell. Especially when it comes to love spells. Casting upon the wrong person can cause much more work in the long run. You should understand the logic of everything you do. You should understand the flow of energy into and out of you. You should understand the power of the heart in all spells.

Don't do magic or cast Spells to impress others, or yourself:
For both people who are with you and those you cast to. To do something to show off is a tip that you are insecure in what you do. To cast a spell so that others will know how magical you are is nothing more than ego. If you know you are strong and powerful then other people do not have to know that for it to be valid. Ward yourself, but wearing a neon sign says you do not have faith in yourself.

Never do things that are spooky to get attention:
In many ways this goes along with number 2. If you are doing magic to scare yourself and others you are showing off and not working with the energies around you. You are also leaving yourself open to bringing out the spooky, nasty part of yourself (I personally believe most demons are the parts of ourselves we are afraid of).

Perform a divination before you cast:
Before you cast your spell you will want to prepare your body with a ritual bath using the scent that will best enhance your purpose. Try some of fantastic Voodoo Goat's Milk Soaps, Magical Spiritual Bath Rituals or Perfume Anointing Oils especially in preparation to your Love Spell, Magic Spell or Spell Casting Ritual! As you bathe fill your mind and thoughts with what you wish to accomplish. Your soul should be full of purpose and your energy being gathered as you complete your bath. If you need to empty your mind of other thoughts and influences do so now.

Now you are ready to do the things you need to do to in order to cast your Love spells, Voodoo Spells, Witchcraft Spells and perform ritual spells and magic. It’s easy and fun!

Wishing you all a spooktacular night!

river road sightings

another image from my drive east/west daily. this shack was upright some 8 months ago and i have watched it fall into the river. the storms seem to press hardest against its grain..each wind storm or rain pounding takes it a little closer to the sirens call.its wooden corpse rises with the river level and seems to be fighting the inevitable. (segway : have we all not fought the inevitable? truly believing that we are stronger, or right or that others can be convinced to see things our way? each backbone tested for reliance, each fibre of our souls taught and rebellious no matter the odds. eventually we give, or we acquiesce)

i am shocked that the city or a tree hugger/ river saver of late has not gotten all up in arms as the owners let this drop into the riverway without regard.

it is not the only thing on this drives that seems to be forgotten. there are many water vessels and other dwellings creeping toward the river's sandy bottom.
i watch this dwelling with curiosity and anticipation of its final farewell and a quote comes to mind:
" barn's burnt down, now i can see the moon"

quote de jour!

from my freind hellsbell :

"You know that some people can be like leaves in the fall --- they stick to you no matter how hard you try to shake them off……"


love this quote..made me laugh out loud!

the lovely kitchen

faux leather harvest gold counter tops included!

back on track - reno's continue

the above picture shows how lovely grandma's space was when i bought it....

well i spent the summer far too distracted to even say! i am back on track with the reno's in my condo. bought the flooring on saturday and have stripped up all the lovely sculptured carpet and getting ready to put it down. i hate floors! everytime i say i'll never do another floor..i do another floor. work to date : new drywall on three walls due to the wallpaper damage, reconfigured the kitchen to allow a pass through to be cut (thanks pete and cormack for assisting) , new countertops and fixtures (thanks m for assisting) replaced all kitchen cabinets (thanks pete and sheriff for assisting), new bath room counters and capinets (thanks again pete). all new paint, hardware, lights and switches, crown moldings, slate backsplash, SS appliances and soon new floors. the floors are the last item except for the baseboards and trim around doors. gonna look damn fine when i am done...hope to be on the market soon. stand by for the updated pics soon...will take a few tonight....
and if you have time on your hands and would like to know how to put a floor in..stop by, beer is included!

ain't no reason - brett dennen

the video on this is nice. and it makes you realize how lucky we all are.



there ain't no reasons things are this way
its how they've always been and they intend to stay
i can't explain why we live this way;
we do it everyday.

brandi carlile

had the pleasure of attending a concert last night... brandi carlilie and a fine frenzy . both were awesome and very interactive. met a bunch of women on a "brandi" roadtrip. they had seen her three times in the last week, seattle ,portland and now vancouver. there was a very friendly fire fighter named lisa who bought me a beer! she told me she had not been to canada before!
for those of you who have not yet discovered brandi, here is a little taste..a fun song. she also impressed me with her cover of elton john's "madman across the water"
a fine frenzy is represented on my blog ....she is a power house voice

why i love home

have spent the last week in Toronto. ugghh how is hate this city. cement and pollution, too many cars and unsmiling faces..


i am so thankful of the place i call home, ocean near by, mountains that hug.

this pic above was taken in Tofino. it is my beacon in so many ways..points me to where my heart lies, my spirit is calm and the feeling of happiness resonates... i am drawn to that moment in so many ways. wish i could hold time still back then. wish all that was could still be.

cant imagine anywhere else i'd rather be.

carppe deium i tell the world. never take anything or anyone for granted. and even it feels funny, tell those around you that you love them.

emillie .....

we watched the leaves fall today and contemplate change. the colours of all that is new and renewed becomes lost in the transition of birth ;of death.
it is the knowingly slow difference between what we see and what is coming.the un - prescribed sense of shifting; unspoken yet predicable in nature, we greet the change as new and at times are in awe.
we walk and focus … our feet change colours as the fallen leaves pass over our boots. the sound of our steps becomes the score ; a musical direction of sorts. although each time our feet touch the earth it is different as we choose the highs and the lows based on the length and speed of our steps.each note written as the moment dictates.harsh steps, sullen placements or gentle connections with a forgiven softness,they become rhythmic; synchronized and we become connected in stride without conscience thought.

i am aware of the scents today and it sets the stage for the moment.i breathe in the scents of the coming winter through the smell of dead leaves swollen against a clogged sewer drain.
we walk with our heads down today and create no shadows. she is quiet in her exchange.

she exhales as she speaks. her breath creates a mist about our conversation and makes it private and intimate. ”what becomes of what we know when we have changed where we are?”

i find this thought uncomfortable yet familiar.i choose my words carefully almost protective in nature.

"the world is a tilt- a- whirl.we board, we experience, we let the ride end. and ultimately we decided how things affect us now versus before the ride began....how the momentary experience changes us and those around us. we decide; we essentially pick the ending to the storybook of the experience. and we reconcile the outcome at what ever the cost"


she sighs and speaks with purpose "should we let it hold us back in anyway? live in the past. should we acknowledge the moments, the good, the bad, the happiness, the perceived loves , the deceptions, the ultimate loss of promises undelivered? should it make us any less committed in the next step as we search to un-know the pain of the endings we don't like?”

i am silent, words elude me, my core shivers; this question begs for action and i have not the courage or the strength to think in forward terms, committed ideas…possibilities of the future reborn.i am transparent at the moment,a liquid being, mercury standing. i have no pulse.

i look into her eyes as my breath falls and becomes solid in the space between us.i squeeze my hands deeper into my pockets, fists tightens and my palms sweat.

the drain slowly opens.the leaves compress and i watch them disappear, aware that the earth eats its dead.

we stand frozen as the moment awaits a new beginning that only time can deliver.

missey higgins- don't ever

another great find

inner owwees

"he who cannot forgive breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass." geroge herbert


have you ever done something you regret, made a decision you wish you could take back, presented a 'you" you wish was done in invisible ink or lived a life that you were not truly comfortable with?

i think the toughest thing to do is to forgive yourself.

tell me about here....all thoughts honoured in the strictest of confidence provided you post as an anonymous poster

i am crippled

my pc is dead. i am working from my work laptop. i have been to three different repair places looking for one simple part!! i hate being reliant on a bunch of wires in a tin box! i bought a special little unit that i love and now it proves to be such a pain in the butt!just need my music....badly!
as soon as i can get my data back i will drop kick it out the window. ughh. and yah have to fork out a bunch of money to buy another one.

beam me up scotty!

what was once a sci-fi dream is now a reality ! flip phones, voice activation, wireless sync and music on board. Can a replicator be far off? i sure could use one that replicates my money.

visit rogers.com to learn about rogers vision video calling...very cool!

lori mckenna

great find, solid lyrics and saltry delivery

thanks to my expanded ipod library

gone to the dogs!

just when you think we can't get any sillier honouring overpaid actors of HW.

LONDON, England (AP) -- Bow wow, and take a bow: The furry and famous of the silver screen are being honored with their own walk of fame in London.
The first inductees will be six dogs chosen by public vote from a shortlist that includes Lassie, Toto of "The Wizard of Oz," cartoon superdog Gromit and Tintin's trusty companion, Snowy, organizers said Thursday.
The winners, announced November 5, will receive a permanent plaque in Battersea Park, south London. The nearby Battersea Dogs Home is Britain's largest and best-known home for abandoned dogs.
The walk of fame is sponsored by the Kennel Club and television channel Sky Movies.
"To immortalize these dogs within Battersea Park, a place intrinsically linked to dogs itself, is very important to the Kennel Club and promotes the importance of dogs within our lives," said Kennel Club Secretary Caroline Kisko.
Later this month, doggie stars will be honored at the first-ever Fido awards, billed as the canine equivalent of the Academy Awards. Among the leading contenders are five corgis who starred alongside Oscar winner Helen Mirren in "The Queen."

random thoughts through another's secret

www.postsecret.blogspot.com

Great blog on secrets.