Forced Solitude

 I have never really feared being alone. Even as a child, I loved wandering into the field behind Grandma’s house, lay down in the long grasses, taking in their scent blowing in the breeze and watch the clouds roll by over me, in that deep blue sky. Even now, being single pretty much 10 of 14 years, I enjoy my alone time, as much as time spent with people I love and enjoy being around. I know there are many who are finding this isolation time hard to cope with. But instead of seeing it or feeling it as being alone, see it as being with self. We tend to stress ourselves and think the worse during times of chaos and of course we can not deal with what is unfolding in front of us. I guess I was meditating, as a child, long before meditation was cool.  When I think of the benefits my way of being has had, the greatest being, not unraveling emotionally, mentally and physically when presented with drama or chaos. Because i know what mental stress can do to a body, it is not good. Lucky for me, I survived all that crap physically as well as mentally. I feel like a caged bird if I can not get out and walk, so this weather is a blessing for me and I can walk for a couple hours soaking up the sun, feeling its heat on my face, hearing birds singing, all the while taking in that fresh air. I hope you all are finding the time not too long and finding a way to center yourself when or while you are alone. Because when you are with self, time and time again, you will be surprised at just how much better you will be at coping with what life throws at you… BE STILL.. and always remember, this too shall pass. Some one needs you and what you bring to their life, you are an inspiration to some one.  Time for my 2nd walk of the day. Enjoy!  


#solitude #alonetime #virus #serenity #outdoors #love

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 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