Sisterly Love

    I have many sisters in my life, not all biological of course for I only have one younger sister that is related to me by blood.  There are sisters in my writing group, some sisters are email buddies or FB ones like Laurie, Christina, my dear big sister Libby and some in other parts of Canada and in the US.  Deborah and MJ are very special to me as they never scold or nag but guide me gently to a better place.  What binds us together is genuine love and regard for each other.  When the world kicks you in the teeth and you don’t have any Chicklets and duck tape ( joke) they fix it.  There are two ladies that I adore that I call my sisters : Mandy and Suzi because they are kind hearted and admirable women.  I hope to soon add a few more sisters to my life…  I can think of a few and I am eager to love them and support them on their journey through life..

Big thanks to my little sister Jen, she has such a calming effect on me.

Musings from our Elk Island Camping Trip – July 6th – 8th 2012



Oh fire it does intoxicate

while water does cleanse and purify

the sunset takes longer than in my travels to other lands

The sky becomes a darkened hue

amongst the stars I think of you

The trees surround me, hug me, close into the night

The night is full of cries from loons, rustling leaves and a crescent moon

And this is where I own this night

I write by the fire and one glow light

The lantern remains on the picnic table

I will write until sleep makes me unable.


I have wandered through the woods in many places, water and trees provide the solace I seek.  I have been to the Redwood Forest and saw some of the oldest trees in the world.  On Vancouver Island near the Strait of Georgia, the deep woods of Saskatchewan and up north in Peace River Country. In Hawaii and Jamaica I walked by the trees near the water and felt a deep spiritual connection to nature.

Trees are desirable as they provide shade and shelter or the perfect hiding spot when one desires to be alone.  The trees at my childhood home surrounded me in my treehouse and it was there that I became interested in plants and herbs.   Trees are made to last, they outlive us humans which means they are always there when you need them.


Searching for  kindling earlier on that Saturday night, I remembered so many happy memories of collecting wood with my Grandmother when I was young.  Her chopping wood to make a fire, her particular style of selecting the right pieces to start the fire with.  Things were simpler then, times were different.  You walked over to your neighbour’s farm and had coffee with them.  A home was heated with wood in your fireplace.  You made your own clothes, you had fresh milk, cream and eggs every morning.  Community meant good people nearby with morals, ethics and common sense, people eager to lend a hand.  Where are we now?  Well, at least I have my memories and my trees.

Modify Your Attitude to Gratitude

Everyday presents us with situations that can aggravate us or we can choose to walk away,  One of the hardest challenges I face is dealing with my Fibromyalgia.  Things that I took for granted such as getting dental work done or blood tests never use to bother me.  I generally walk away feeling pretty good but this is no longer the case.  I came home with two bruised arms and felt dizzy, nauseated and drained.  The tech was unable to draw blood on the left arm as the veins collapsed so she tried again with the right arm.  By this point I was feeling ill and having to fast for 12 hours certainly did not help.  I began to feel faint which was something i did not anticipate.  I chose to think about the blessings in my life during this period of discomfort,asking God to just let me get through this and go home as soon as I could.  My thoughts turned to what awaited me at home, like my dog Molly who will shower me with hugs and kisses, my nice comfortable bed i can lay down in when I get home, the meal in the crockpot that I am lucky to eat while many are starving in the world.  The car I am priviledged to drive, the fact that I live in a peaceful country,and the best part was going to see my Mom after my tests where she pampered me and made me feel better.  And even better I am living my dream and I am not going to let some blood test, bruise or discomfort keep me from my dreams.

Attitude is everything, attitude can be your best friend or your worst enemy.

Wishing everyone a wonderful Friday…

I could have got upset about it but that would only make matters worse.

Love, It Starts with Self

No matter how hard you try and the higher you climb the hill to success, the more people are going to try and knock you down.  Deep inside all of us is the capacity to love ourselves unconditionally.  People will envy you and dislike you because they are too afraid to go out on a limb and do exactly what you are doing.  They may never know the obstacles you overcame to get to where you are or they may glamourize your situation to their liking not fully understanding what your journey entailed.  If someone throws an arrow, let it slide off your back, for this is not your battle but theirs.  You are destined for greatness and so are they, if they do the WORK to get there.     ( I envision myself wearing an invisible raincoat and negativity cannot penetrate my shield)

Many of us did not come from functional homes as children so learning to love ourselves may be difficult to achieve. One needs to acknowledge their achievements, their talents, abilities and qualities, choose to embrace them.  Self love does not require one to compromise their principles and morals nor does it mean we allow others to treat us poorly.   Affirm all that is good and true within your being, you are after all a child of God and are unique, there is not another person quite like you.  The greatest pay off for loving ourselves is the love we receive from others.  You will find that people that love themselves like you do, will begin to gravitate towards you, as light attracts light.

Some New Approaches to Healing the Mind Body Connection

Life is not perfect and we all have those days that have torn a heart ot two.  Days where some tears are shed and those are a part of life.  The old expression ” you always have your health.”, may not apply to you as well but there are many blessings yet to come.

Chronic pain and fatigue plagues many of the new friends I have met, all of which are dealing with some condition(s) that is/are deemed chronic or degenerative in nature.  There are many options in the treatment of these conditions that do not require the use of medications or painful procedures.

We are living in blessed times, the possibilities are endless but attitude is one area we can change.  With any illness, one’s mental outlook on life must remain positive and upbeat. Reading inspirational books or using a daily reader, such as my soon to be published ” Little Bursts Of Inspiration” for person’s with chronic conditions that include pain and fatigue such as Fibromyalgia, IBS, and person’s dealing with cancer can allow us to view things differently..   Listening to relaxing music.

A wide variety of treatments are available for healing such as: herbal preparations, reiki, reflexology, & psychotherapy to deal with life changes and situational factors many of us now face.

One can never underestimate stress as a factor in exacerbating pain or fatigue.  What the mind thinks can greatly influence one’s level of pain and fatigue.  I recall having a day in which the pain in my knee was brutal and laughing at something my dog Molly did and how that release made the pain subside.  My body had been tense most of the day and I was not aware how tense it was until I laid down to try and sleep.

The following excerpts were taken from “Desiderata” by Max Ehrmann (c) 1927

Go placidly amidst the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly;

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Be yourself.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.

And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.

Strive to be happy. [1]    — Max Ehrmann, 1927

Reflections on A Tuesday

My intentions on this particular Tuesday were to write at least a few blogs if not a chapter for my latest book idea.

Things were moving smoothly this morning with me and my loyal side kick ( Molly) as we tromped up and down the stairs to the laundry room and managed to successfully complete 4 loads of laundry.

It was when I decided I wanted to have a nice, long bath that all heck broke loose.  I was barely out of the bathtub when the doorbell rang and then Molly my dog started barking, my large male cat Sly stands in front of the door insisting that he has to go outside and there I found myself standing at the front door with a green towel on my head and one wrapped around my body.  Once I opened the door I discovered it was someone from Canada Post with a parcel.  What a predicament I found myself in trying to keep the towel secure around my body with my right hand, using my left hand to gesture to the dog to sit and be quiet,  gently tapping Sly with my foot to move out of the way, then he had the nerve to ask me to sign for this parcel.  I quickly switched hands and was then able to sign with my right hand.  I told the mailman that his timing was impeccable, to which he did not seem amused.  Nor did I get  Merry Christmas from him either.  Ah some people, absolutely no Christmas spirit!

I shut the door and immediately decided that I needed to open this parcel now and ran to the kitchen drawer to get a knife to open the package with.  Once I was able to open it I smiled seeing that this was from a friend of mine in New York.  The parcel contained an amusing x-mas card, an ornament and cookies.  I thought how wonderful and thoughtful to receive this x-mas package unexpectedly.  Myself, I often do things for others not to be rewarded but to show them I care and I never expect anything back.  My friend in NY made me smile and realize that I am very blessed and thought of.  Thank you JA , you made my day!

My thoughts soon turned to the wonderful people I have come to know in my writing group.  Not that long ago I was a solo writer one could say.  I wrote alone and never really found a place I felt comfortable sharing my writings.  What a blessed two years it have been to find a place of ones own where words and books are valued, where respect and kindness are the norm.  I cherish these people for they have made me a better writer and a kinder soul.  This group makes me want to take chances with my writing and to try different things, but most of all they have brought me a gift, the gift being a more positive outlook on life and hope.

Acts of Kindness

Living in the city one does not tend to expect much from one’s neighbours but the events of this past weekend proved otherwise.  As the snow began to fall on Thursday evening up to Sunday in the wee hours I was surprised at the amount of people in my neighbourhood that pulled together as a team to remove the snow.  I am not just talking about the snow on our walkways or on the front street, but the back alleys and even the roadways where many of us park.  It began with one person shovelling their neighbours walk and by Saturday we had several people that produced snowblowers and shovels clearing driveways, walkways, & streets.  It almost became competitive with teams forming to see who can clear the most snow first.    Now that is community spirit and concern for the people that live here.  I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else.

A big thank you to all the wonderful people that restored my faith in humanity.  Remember it only takes one person to make a change and watch what effect it has on the many…