Old Habits

I am trying to get into the habit of how I wake in the mornings. I usually jump out of bed as soon as my eyes open, well, I want to start laying there for at least 5 minutes before I rise up. The point of that is to listen to the sounds around me, especially with spring and summer coming. With my window open, to hear the singing birds, the baby birds squawking for food, maybe frogs croaking, to hear the wind as it rustles the leaves in the trees, to hear a dog bark in the distance, to hear the rain hitting the ground, to hear the thunder rolling in the distance, to hear some one’s footsteps on the sidewalk, an early morning walker, to hear the coffee brewer timer kick in and smell that fresh brew. All those sounds and more giving me a reality check of who/what is really the provider of the blessings in my life, that some days, I just may take for granted.. The Creator! Because all these things will continue to occur, long after I part this world..life goes on.


#changes #life #rituals #sunrise #sunset #habits #love #birds #thunder #rain #takenforgranted

What Would You Do?

I did not write this, but I understand this.. ~ Snowy


“A Facebook Play in 9 Acts”

For those who can’t figure out this elected/hereditary Wet’suwet’en issue:

1. Your rich neighbor wants to build a walking trail through your property, but they know you love your yard, so instead of asking you, they approach your basement tenants.

2. The tenants are on a fixed income and could really use a little extra money to feed their family, so for a small fee they consent. And why not? Don’t they use the yard too? Besides, the tenancy act guarantees them some rights and protections so they grant their consent.

3. How do you feel about this scenario so far?

The story continues.

Your yard is a great shortcut and your neighbor could make lots of money selling passage. Everyone seems pretty enthusiastic about the potential for a few extra jobs to boost the local economy.

4. At first you think it’s all a practical joke, but once you realize it isn’t you file for a review to put an end to the nonsense, but the city steps in to announce that the trail is “in the public interest” and suddenly the planning department grants a construction permit.

5. You are angry and you block the machines. Next, your neighbor goes to the magistrate and asks for an injunction to remove you from your house, because you are delaying construction and costing them money. You argue that your rights as the title holder are being violated.

6. You testify that building the trail makes it impossible to hold the traditional community barbecue that’s been part of your family culture for generations. You explain how your grandmother’s heirloom tomatoes only grow where the pathway is planned.

7. You’ve shown the magistrate how important the back yard is to your way of life, explained that your tenants rights are limited to within their suite, and confident in this and the fact that your deed, passed down through many generations, was issued by a higher authority, you believe that justices will prevail.

8. The magistrate rejects your testimony. For an injunction, they can only consider financial loss, not way of life or justice. Your neighbor has already paid for the machinery, gotten a permit from the city and stands to lose cash money. The magistrate grants the injunction.

9. You refuse to allow this injustice to occur, many of your friends and family agree. Together you set up a peaceful blockade to stop the machines. Eventually the RCMP come and take everyone away at gunpoint. Is this justice? Is it the “rule of law.” What would you do?

Neighbor = CGL
City = BC,
Magistrate = BC Supreme Court.
Basement suite = reserve land
Back yard = traditional territories
Tenants = Elected Chief and Council
You = Hereditary Chief
Deed = Delgamukw decision issued by the Supreme Court of Canada.

Afterword: This scenario is what the Wet’suwet’un situation looks like when applied to your life. There are factors not accounted for, but it covers the basics. Think about this and decide if you would act any differently from the Wet’suwet’en Hereditary Chiefs.

#facts #protectors #thisland  #understanding #hereditary #chief #peaceful

You’re All The Same!

One does not reach middle age without experiencing some kind of heartache. If you have, wow, please share!

I have over the years notice a common thread with many broken heart friends, that once they were heart broken by the opposite sex, once or a few times, they see ALL that sex as people who are heart breakers. They have grown to be bitter. And that is such a shame because they are missing out on so much when it comes to having relationships with the opposite sex.

I have had 2 very long term, male relationships, and a few short term, where I have experienced, to a degree, some kind of heart ache. Yet any more than I would want to be judged by the last person in a man’s life, I don’t want to do that to a new man in my life. We end up putting up so many walls and convincing ourselves.. all men are bad!.. all women are bad! Right down from how a parent of the opposite sex, who played a huge roll in our lives, to the last or current person in our lives.

Some of my best friends are of the opposite sex and we talk a lot about relationships, good and bad, trying, teaching and learning from each other, what some one of their gender may be thinking or how they could be feeling about the actions of their opposites.

Yes, there are some real horror stories out there that many have experienced with the opposite sex and no one knows anyone else’s tolerance level when it comes to individual relationships. However there are a lot of great people of every gender in this world and one can only hope we all get to experience more good than bad.

Happy LOVE Day!

#relationships #gender #love #hate #abuse #judgement #sex #friends #lovers #life

Sign Here Please!


“Elliot Lake was stolen from the Ojibwe. Back in the 40s, people came up and told an old Ojibwe man that they were gunna buy a white pine tree for $5.00 and wanted him to sell it to them. He said just take it. He could not read or write english. They insisted on paying him $5.00 and told him to sign a reciept which he placed an “X”. He didnt know that he signed Elliot Lake away to the non-natives for mining. Shortly after, all the Ojibwe were pushed on the reserves. The old man talked about this to his dying day. He was born in a wigam in Elliot Lake and died in the hospital there. True Story.” – Isaac Murdoch

@ElliotLakeontario  #abuse #lies #nativeland #indigenous #native #ojibwe