Who Needs To Be A Millionaire?

“The facts are right and yet so much went wrong. As I read more and more newspaper clippings and whatever anyone else puts out there.. I truly think.. the TOWN of Blind RIver got shafted!
I don’t like to think that the mayor(s) or council peoples, being taxpayers themselves, went into this wanting to screw ANY taxpayers, let alone themselves, however, with that said, WE all got it up the wazoo!
By who? CMHC? PLASCO? who? The Government? Blind River and it’s taxpayers got used as a, let me be blunt, shit filter. And I think there is definetly more to this than meets this ENTIRE towns eyes. But what? I agree a forensic audit needs to be done, of ALL involved, from the top of the money tree all the way to the bottom and branches spread far and wide.
As a community, that is what we need to demand and not be throwing stones at our Mayor and council, but insist on the above and nothing less. This government and its’ body does not want to be shamed by this blunder on a small town northern ontario. And need to come to our aid, not our demise!
I predict within a year things will be cleaned up..IF we stand together again as a community, being proactive”The facts are right and yet so much went wrong. As I read more and more newspaper clippings and whatever anyone else puts out there.. I truly think.. the TOWN of Blind RIver got shafted!
I don’t like to think that the mayor(s) or council peoples, being taxpayers themselves, went into this wanting to screw ANY taxpayers, let alone themselves, however, with that said, WE all got it up the wazoo!
By who? CMHC? PLASCO? who? The Government? Blind River and it’s taxpayers got used as a, let me be blunt, shit filter. And I think there is definitly more to this than meets this ENTIRE towns eyes. But what? I agree a forensic audit needs to be done, of ALL involved, from the top of the money tree all the way to the bottom and branches spread far and wide.
As a community, that is what we need to demand and not be throwing stones at our Mayor and council, but insist on the above and nothing less. This goverment and its’ body does not want to be shamed by this blunder on a small town northern ontario. And need to come to our aid, not our demise!
I predict within a year things will be cleaned up..IF we stand together again as a community, being proactive and insist we are not an outhouse for political crap!”

Newspaper Clipping.. 1 of many!
http://ottawacitizen.com/storyline/you-thought-your-debt-was-bad-imagine-paying-1-1-million-every-year-for-22-years

Is She Daddy’s Little Girl?

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If you’re the father of a daughter, I bet in your eyes, she can do no wrong? The thought of someone hurting her, mentally, emotionally or physically can send you off the deep end? You don’t want some guy coming along and breaking your baby girls heart? You don’t want some guy coming along and telling her what she wants to hear to feed his urges? You don’t want a guy coming along, making her feel so comfortable that she believes all he says, opens up her heart for love, only to have it broken? And yes there are some women that give too freely what should not be, but we are talking of guys who deliberately pull the wool over a girls eyes with the intent of getting what they want and then walking away. We are not talking of men who do fall in like and at times love with your daughter and after some time passes, realizes things with her are just no meant to be.

She is your daughter, you want her treated with respect, honour and honesty, right? So why do you, the age of a man that can father a daughter treat women the way you don’t want another guy to treat your very own daughter?

Young girls learn from a very young age by the men in their life, what their true worth is and way to many times, the men in their life, do not treat them the way they should be treated. Women are the keepers of the womb that bares the next generation. Women are the healers, the caregivers and need to be treated with utmost respect.

If you are of age to have children but for what ever reason you are not blessed with a daughter, know that the young or older female walking down the street is someone else’s, someone else’s pride and joy, who is at that moment maybe carrying the child of the next generation, she is a woman that was once your own mother and think before you act towards her… treat all women like they are your mother, treat all women like they are your daughter and how infuriated you would be to know how someone disrespected her to fee their own needs.

I have met both types of men in my life thus far and even at my age can be fooled by a sweet talker. As much as we need to teach our daughters about red flags, we need to teach our sons how to treat women.

This is not a note to bash men, no, not at all. I adore men and their strengths. This is a note pointing out the difference between, real “men” and just some “guys”. There is a difference.

10 Years Of Words

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I think the one thing we don’t give much thought to is.. PRECIOUS TIME. I say precious time. Because I am not thinking of the time it takes us to get ready for work, get kids off to school or any of those sorts of times, but the actual time, this moment, right here, right now, is all the time we have. Seriously, no one knows to an absolute moment when their last breath will be taken or exactly how much time we really do have to forgive, to live, to laugh, to count our blessings. Usually it is someone else or something else that reminds us, of precious time. Whether that be a passing of a good friend or loved one, how we avoided an accident by arriving 30 seconds later than sooner at that intersection or something as simple as an anniversary. I was just reminded of one of those..it will be 10 years this April that I have been writing, some way, some how and I don’t know where those 10 years went, for they did fly by. But when I think of how much I did and do enjoy all the years I have done some sort of writing, I wouldn’t have changed a thing for the world.

My writing was my saving grace, when I was at my lowest. Through my writing I have made so many great friends from one end of this world to the other.

Time and time again, I have said, doing something that you love, creating, using your mind body and soul, is a passion, that is unique to you as a person. And a passion brings serenity to your being.

I guess that is why they say, “When you do what you love, you don’t work a day in your life.”
There is nothing and no one who can stop you from living your dream, creating your passion, not one soul can stop you, well that’s a lie, there is one… you.

Live, Love and Laugh.. There is no time to waste!

HOW TO BE AN ALLY TO INDIGENOUS PEOPLES!

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*Care for the earth
*Give thanks frequently
*Respect and support indigenous sovereignty
*Learn about treaties
*Remember that treaties are the supreme law of the united states (article 6,US Constitution)
*Demand that our nation honour its treaty commitments
*Consider future generations in all your actions
*Question and resist stereotypes, including team names and mascots
*Learn about and reject the “Doctrine of Discovery”
*Reach out to your Indigenous neighbours
*Slow down and listen more than you talk
*Notice where you are
*Live with gratitude
*Live lightly on the earth
*Work to end global warming
*Support renewable energy
*Stop hydro racking, dirty coal and uranium mining
*Don’t co-opt native cultures or ceremonies
*Return sacred objects
*Read and promote the UN Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples
*Celebrate Indigenous People’s Day every October 12
*Learn about the people indigenous to wherever you are
*Read Native Authors*Support Native craftspeople, businesses and events
*Remember that all beings, animals and plants are your relatives not your resources.
*Appreciate the diversity of nations, cultures and people.

My Father’s Daughter


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As a human race we have evolved in many great ways and not so many great ways. Technology has come a long way, to the point, everything gets video taped. There is no more second guessing what may have happened when someone breaks the law, it will be filmed, even when it is the law who is breaking it. No one is safe from getting caught red handed. But there is just as many who do invade the privacy of others with that technology, from young people posting pictures on social sites of a girl who in the heat of the moment may have trusted a guy, was using her heart instead of her head and that heart felt moment for her turns into heartache. .she commits suicide because the world sees what 99% of people did at some point in their life, trust someone, and she was taped and shamed. Then you have people who abuse women and children. Twenty years ago or more, women and children were abused behind closed doors, nothing was said by the abused when they left that home, afraid of retaliation if they did. Suppressed and belittled, that woman and or child endured years of abuse. And the sad part of that one is.. IT IS STILL HAPPENING!!!.. In this day and age, that abuse is still happening, even with all the technology, warnings and help out there, the abuser is still abusing. And that woman and child are still suppressed and made to feel shame. This has to change. We need to evolve to where that abuser will think twice before raising that hand or voice, we need the abuser to fear what will happen if he does, we need the abuser to be suppressed and feel shame. Then I think about how much abuse and suppression has happened to the indigenous people in this great country. If only we had today’s technology back in those days, to record the abuse of this country’s indigenous nation. But it is no secret, it is written, somewhere, for all to read. It is just we have become mind lazy. If we don’t see instantaneously, what did or is happening, we tend not to believe or take the time to understand. I am a daughter of one of those native children put in a residential school. No I was not there at the time, no I never seen film footage of what my father went through as a child. But I know for a fact how he felt, not only as a child, suppressed and abused, but as an adult who’s dignity and self right was stripped from him. I know for a fact the shame he felt at the hands of the white man, the priests, because I was at the receiving end of my father’s hand for many years and as a child had no idea what I was doing wrong to warrant such abuse and I am not going to speak for anyone else in our household, because every one has their story. Every child has a story to tell when they grow into adults, IF and that is a big IF, they live long enough to realize they did nothing wrong and begin to heal and forgive. Don’t get me wrong, I love my father with all my heart. I understand my father, even today, after he has passed over, the wrong that was done him as a child, as a native child and I have forgiven him because of what he shared with me. However, that little boy and little native girl from back in the day, is and are still being abused and taken for granted, the offspring, the great grandchildren of those children, are still being suppressed and made to feel like they are not worthy of protection from abusers and killers. Their mother’s and fathers are being told that their child’s death is not a priority to this country’s government. And once the house burns down, killing 2 native babies, once the smoke settles, ashes to ashes, the silence is deafening… no one is hearing the cries of the women and children of indigenous heritage..
But! I hope and pray that as this world evolves, in time, so does the understanding, no matter your race, religion or color of your skin, your life does matter to your neighbour, to your government. And that the need for healing is so great. But to heal, the non-native needs to take the time to read, to talk, to listen to what has happened to their indigenous brothers and sisters and stand beside them, not in front of them and no child is left behind in shame or alone in the darkness of being misunderstood, because a little light was always shining, but made brighter with the empathy of ALL the peoples of this great country, we call Canada!
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“I learned from what The elders say along the path of my healing journey. Wounded people often learn to become the wounded healers because they develop empathy for the suffering of others. ‘The longest road you’re going to have to walk is from your head to your heart.’ But they also say you can’t speak to the people as a leader unless you’ve made the return journey. From the heart back to the head.” ~ E.Morgan

I Was Online When Online Wasn’t Cool

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Years ago, I use to play euchre and texas holdem at Yahoo games. A free entertainment site that you could chat with people from all over the world as you played cards. Then I got wind of a site by Yahoo, called, Yahoo 360.

At that site, everyone would post their thoughts and pictures, pretty much like Facebook, but it was not with family as much as it was with people you played cards with or met through same interests.

That is where my love for blogging began and the rest in history.

I do find it funny at how the very people who would laugh at me for chatting with others from all over the world are now so into the social sites online, such as facebook, twitter and others.

There is no more yahoo games or yahoo 360, but I am still in contact with those great people that I played cards with and blogged.

Yes, I was online when online wasn’t cool, were you?

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