In my attempt to avoid politics
for the next week, at least in my writings, I thought I would start off by
pondering how we measure kindness without becoming condescending or consciously
becoming a do-gooder for egoistic reasons. I was listening to an interview of
the author of “Don’t Label Me” (Irshad Manji) which I thought was very
fascinating because it really delved deeply into one’s need to listen to other people without an
agenda. It struck me that quite often even though we may be listening with
empathy there is a secret agenda to somehow influence or change that person in
one way or other. Mea culpa. One
doesn’t always intentionally have
this agenda but frequently it will creep in during the conversation.The thoughts of a mature woman, or shall we say, of an interesting age? Back home in Canada!
Friday, March 8, 2019
Doing Good
In my attempt to avoid politics
for the next week, at least in my writings, I thought I would start off by
pondering how we measure kindness without becoming condescending or consciously
becoming a do-gooder for egoistic reasons. I was listening to an interview of
the author of “Don’t Label Me” (Irshad Manji) which I thought was very
fascinating because it really delved deeply into one’s need to listen to other people without an
agenda. It struck me that quite often even though we may be listening with
empathy there is a secret agenda to somehow influence or change that person in
one way or other. Mea culpa. One
doesn’t always intentionally have
this agenda but frequently it will creep in during the conversation.Monday, February 18, 2019
Positive Reinforcement
Even the most positive of folks
(that would include me) needs a boost now and then. Here in my office I have
one bookshelf dedicated to self-help, self-improvement, spirituality,
creativity and daybook inspirations along with some odd sod reading. On the
other book shelf I have my classic books and childhood reads and THEN I have a
small stack of extra books that haven’t found their way to the bookshelves in
the basement. The reason for the delay is the shelves have not been put back up
after the flood last year. I am really starting to get anxious about those
repairs which I sincerely hope will happen soon.Sunday, February 10, 2019
Black History Month
Last year I found myself weeping
day after day as I watched various programs documenting Black History. I kept
looking over at Mom and saying “it makes me so sad and so upset”. She couldn’t
understand why I was so upset since it “wasn’t my truth” but in reality, racism
is all of our collective truth because whether we have it or not we are living
in a world that has it. The onus is on us every single day to say no to acts
that we believe are motivated by hate, dislike, racism, whatever you want to
call it. Ditto for homosexuality.Tuesday, January 22, 2019
Persuasion
I just finished reading
“Persuasion” by Jane Austen which is my favorite of her books. I am on a
re-reading kick of all my favorites since I am finding it impossible to get
engaged in new works. I am just not finding new books up to my standard. The
themes don’t interest me very much which is perhaps because I find they relate
to the world we are living in today and sadly I have enough of that to deal
with daily so don’t want it to interfere with fantasy land.Monday, November 12, 2018
Our Better Angels
Last week I listened to Doris
Kearns Goodwin speak about the results of the election and she quoted Lincoln
with the hope that “our better angels” would lead the American people into a
better mindset than the one they are currently exposed to. The quote inspired
me to search further into it and I came upon an article respecting Steven
Pinker’s book “The Better Angels of Our Nature: Why Violence Had Declined”
which was published in 2011. Somehow I think since its publication things have
changed, but that is neither here nor there at the moment.Saturday, November 10, 2018
Core Beliefs
In today’s meditation,
we look at how the changes that happen in our body and mind over the course of
our life is largely determined by the core beliefs we hold. These core beliefs
are deeper than the beliefs we generally think about. They deal with issues
of identity, a sense of the fairness of life, and our beliefs about what is
worth pursuing. Core beliefs actively shape our every thought, attitude,
feeling, action, and reaction. Positive, life-affirming core beliefs will
promote the vitality of our body and mind, while negative, self-defeating
core beliefs undermine our energy and well-being.Thursday, July 5, 2018
John Maxwell on Thinking
Friday, November 10, 2017
Edna Ferber - Some More Thoughts
Friday, November 11, 2016
Second Yale Course - The Old Testament
In the spring I told my readers about the New Testament course I was
taking on Open Yale and how much I enjoyed the learnings. Christine Hayes is another brilliant
professor and her knowledge of the Hebrew Bible (as she continually referred to
the Old Testament, correctly) is profound.
Once again I admit that I learned so much about the historical
development of this part of the bible.
Understanding the history of the Israelites and how their canon was
written is very rewarding. You may
recall how disgusted I was as I read the Old Testament through as part of my
year of reading the bible cover to cover.
I now have a very different perspective on the stories contained in the
bible and why there was so much admonition going on throughout most of it. Anyone wanting true knowledge of the history
of the bible would find both courses rewarding.Monday, January 11, 2016
A Page Turner of a Book
It’s not that I haven’t read Genesis before and my thoughts this
time are very much the same as they were the first time I read when Abraham
tells the Canaanites “take her, she’s my sister, not my wife”. What a cowardly shit, is what I thought. Who the hell does that to his wife? Then his son Isaac does the same thing with
his wife, like father like son.
Shitheads, both of them, is what I thought.Thursday, October 13, 2011
Evaluation
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
The Hunger Games
Last night I stayed up late reading The Hunger Games and of course that’s what I dreamt about. I was sleeping up in a tree just like Katniss and almost rolled out of bed doing the upside down branch roll! Poor Thumper let out a big meow and leaped from the bed which startled me awake! It was pitch dark so I realized it must be midnight and went back to sleep only to end back in the dream. Don’t you just love a book that you can dive right in to and live the story? These days it doesn’t happen very often to me even when I enjoy the book immensely but this book is really grabbing my attention.
I love stories, shows, movies and articles about survival after the world has gone south (so to speak J ). It continues to fascinate me how other folks think people will react. Unfortunately they all think the same thing, that we humans will revert to the lowest form of animal. As I’ve written in the past I do think that humanity is disappointingly unevolved considering what individuals are capable of. After a lot of thinking about the cause I conclude that it is the few that are bringing down humanity.
The few being the greedy bastards at the top of the pile.
Did I say that out loud? Yes I did. The rest of us have the heart and the will to be good people but we are constantly manipulated by others with more money and more power who can control what we are supposed to be thinking. Few of us are raised up as individualists so we tend to believe what our peers believe. And that belief comes from generations of being taught status quo is good. This seems to be particularly true in Alberta. We can make fun of the hillbillies in Alabama but I am afraid there are people in Alabama more enlightened than some of the people I meet in Alberta.
Should I have titled this “How To Win Friends and Influence People”? Just think about our political process. Currently the Conservatives are voting for a new leader and it seems like one of the old guard may get in. Think about the fact that we’ve had a Conservative government here for over 40 years. Wouldn’t you think that it would be good to shake up the legislature and get new blood in just so we could audit the books? Seriously? Pretty much everyone in this province thinks that we are prosperous because the Conservatives were in power. Did you notice the fact that we started to get rich when Texas started running out of oil and suddenly Alberta’s oil reserves were the next best thing to gold? In fact, better. Agriculture runs a distant second in our economic equation.
My point is that people have come to believe this mantra as strongly as they believe the Ten Commandments. Thou shalt vote conservative or you will go to hell in a hand basket.
If the unthinkable happens and you survive the chaos left behind, how would you hope you would behave? Like a civilized human being or like an animal forced to kill other humans in the fight for food? The challenge is to think outside the box you were given and start looking for real answers in today’s world. Become an individualist not a follower.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Mind Plateau
I think I must have reached a mind plateau as I have been struggling with various themes to get back into my blog. This morning I was reading the latest O magazine; there was a section on women who had lost an incredible amount of weight and one woman talked about a mind plateau as part of the weight plateau phenomenon. Well, that resonated with me and opened up a window of thoughts and conversations in my mind.
The truth is that we can get stuck in our own conversations and that can be a dangerous thing. It’s important to hold on to one’s belief and essential truths, of course. However, we are not evolving as civilized, educated human beings if we don’t move past our initial learnings. Now for those who know me that may seem a little ironical because I certainly have some long held beliefs that anyone would have difficulty shaking out of me, such as my left leaning political beliefs. But I think no one would say that I don’t listen, and I mean really listen, to people spout off their own opinions. (poking fun at myself in case you don’t “hear” it). I listen to folks talk about their alien stories or their conspiracy theories and later I will mull them over to see what merit I can find in their beliefs.
Yesterday I had a discussion with my sister and my nephew which was voluable even though we were all three on the same side of the discussion. The discussion was centered around university students who parrot their parents’ political leanings without in any way understanding what they are saying. This astonishes us because being “university” students one would think they had an open mind. We are fooling ourselves because even though a person enters the “hallowed halls of learning” it doesn’t follow that these individuals are above average in intelligence nor does it mean that they are actually open to learning outside their comfort zone.
When an individual says “that’s the way it is” to end a discussion one wonders why he has even bothered to show up for the exposure to ideas in the first place. Yes, I am delusional if I think that education will necessarily open up a person’s mind to the idea that she is their to help make the world a better place! (Lest ye think we were wanting to "convert" anyone to our political thinking, it was simply an example of the way the discussions were going. People like these still think Darwin was crazy).
Oh dear, really? I thought I was here to make buckets of money so I can buy a BMW.
Once these people have received their degree, diploma, certificate or whatever they have reached a plateau in learning that never moves forward. That would be one of the reasons why the Teaparty is enjoying such success. The flower children and hippies have bred a couple of generations of right wing Republican rednecks that scare the beejesus out of me! The other day I was a captive audience in listening to a right winger nutbar inciting his audience to hate. Yes, to hate. Right on a Canadian radio station. We are to hate the uneducated and unemployed. It’s their fault they can’t get a job. And apparently there has been 40 years of left wing, bleeding hearts causing this sense of privilege and entitlement in the lower classes. Lower classes? Did he actually say lower classes here in Canada? Wow. Aristocrats. We have aristocrats in Canada?
I think mind plateaus are real but for some people the plateau only leads to the edge of a cliff.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Noah's Fortitude

I really don’t know how Noah and his family survived the Flood and the untold months of floating around with no dry land anywhere. I thought that hooking up the sump pump the other day had solved my problem but the constant rain defeated the pump and me. Even my lawn looks like a small sea, there is no place for the water to go so it has seeped through the cement in the basement. Erik and I worked like fiends last night but eventually my back gave out and Erik carried on alone. I lay in bed after taking a pain killer and speculated on various engineering feats that might solve the long term problem.
I’ve battled the waters before but I just don’t have the strength I used to have and if I plan to live to 116 I need some serious backup plans for disasters like flooding. Oh goodness, every time I look out the window I see more water. Perhaps when I am not faced with the present turmoil my brain will click in and I can figure this all out.
Meanwhile let us think a bit about fortitude. Today at book club we will be talking about the book “Half Broke Horses” which is a true life novel about Jeannette Walls’ grandmother in Texas and Arizona. What an interesting life this woman had and certainly she had that thing Texans call “grit”. Can you imagine riding on horseback several hundred miles to a strange town to become a school teacher? Can you imagine surviving a bigamist marriage in a big city like Chicago? Well, I’ve survived my share of drought, rains, snow storms and the like but still I have to admire a young woman who simply “moved on”. She didn’t have time for self pity and here I am going whah, whah, whah over a little water in my basement. J
It’s like I’ve said before, when things get tough you really need to take a look at the world around you and count yourself blessed. Things could be a heck of a lot worse than a little rain in the basement. Shame on me for being such a cry baby!
And by the way, my next critter is going to be named Noah. It’s about time.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Day Three - Home Stretch
This is the final day of my Writer’s Retreat and I already can say that it has been a very fulfilling experience. It has definitely reinforced my desire to write and has given a pathforward on one particular story that I have thought would be good to write. Yesterday we did a lot of writing exercises and then Karen taught us a lot about editing and graphic design. Today we are going to learn more about the publishing world. I must confess that I feel a little bit like a pretender when we talk about publishing and yet, OF COURSE, I want to be a published author. But I feel a bit shy about it too. I think this is one of those moments where Jennifer would say “Get out of your own way”.
I confessed to the room on Friday that I still have bad habits (LOL) that hold me back so here I go with one of them. The retreat is supposed to go to 5 or 6 but with the long drive back home I really feel I must leave no later than 1 which will get me home around 4. I just need that time to unwind on a Sunday night before I go to work tomorrow. If I land at home at 7 or 8 I know I will not be able to get to sleep and I will be bagged tomorrow. Sometimes discretion is the better part of valour.
So forget my bad habits, I can work on them in a different context and just keep the energy flowing from this weekend. One thing, I still hate this netbook’s spacebar which just doesn’t seem to want to work. I should NOT have to whack it to get a space between my words. Karen asked us not to edit but I just had to put those spaces in place, it drove me nuts. OK another habit but STILL, who could understand run-on-words? It will be better on my home computer, I can free write without having to edit. I took so many notes on ideas that I can write for some days.
And now, brush my teeth, get dressed and go for another walk. This time with camera!
