Things that help you get up in the morning
Everything is awesome
When we’re living our dream
Everything is Awesome, LEGO movie
So another new year rolls round and there are tons of lists out there. Some round up the past year by listing the ‘best of’ or people who died.
Others look forward to the new year by listing top ten resolutions, getting fit tips, self improvement ideas, etc.
I’ll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years.
Nothin’s gonna touch you in these golden years.
David Bowie, Golden Years
It was croissant Friday, payday, and I was treating myself to the usual croissant. At 7 a.m., upon entering my favourite patisserie, I caught the tail end of Bowie’s song, V2 Schneider. I hadn’t heard it in years: since the wasband decommissioned my turn table in fact. The next song was Golden years and memories came flooding back. My eyes started to tear up thinking about the song. I sang it to junior when he was little. It was the song I listened to it when I felt all my friends had abandoned me. When I listened to it when I felt immortal. Mr. Bowie was on my side. Continue reading
It’ll be just like starting over – starting over
John Lennon Starting over
After a year of stress and eating my way through it, once again I stand on the scale and am not happy with the number on it. It’s time to start over. Once more, into the healthy eating and exercise fray, my friends. Once more!
In my usual fashion, I begin by scouring the net, looking at diet plans, reading advice, checking out possible magazines that could provide inspiration. Continue reading
Watch the shadow cross the floor (sun in an empty room)
We don’t live here anymore (sun in an empty room)
Sun in an empty room, The Weakerthans
So our 190 boxes had been moved to the new house and it was time to go back and take one last look at where we used to live.
It had been pouring down rain all day. As I stepped into my old living room for the last time, the sun came out. It hit me that this would be the last time I’d see the sun slant across this floor. We don’t live here anymore. Continue reading
Music has always been a huge part of my life. Some albums I loved so much and played so often that they became the background
Music in my head
soundtrack to my life. The songs would be playing in the back of my mind for whatever situation I was in, like a movie soundtrack.
I’ve often found that when a situation arouse, the music that needed to accompany that scenario showed up as well. Like the universe sending me musical karma to make it through. Continue reading
Dreams Road Sign
You ask me what’s my pleasure,
A movie or a measure.
I’ll have a cup of tea
And tell you of my dreamin’
Dreamin’ is free.
Blondie (Dreamin’)
When I think of all the dreams I’ve had over the years, I wonder why some came true, some didn’t and some didn’t quite turn out the way I wanted. Continue reading
Here’s a glorious quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson about starting each day fresh, with a clean slate.
“Write it on your heart
that every day is the best day in the year.
He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day
who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in.
Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with your old nonsense. Continue reading
Once the cancer was gone, how could I remove it from my mind?
The cancer agency is an all encompassing body which decides each step for a patient. There’s usually a flurry of activity and then you wait until there’s a spot for you. Apparently cancer is a huge business. I was informed that the local cancer agency made about $200,000 off my treatment. None of which went into patient well-being that I could see. All services that helped patients deal with the mental onslaught of cancer were provided by volunteers.
And onslaught it is. There were times I felt bullied by the medical staff, made to feel afraid. Afraid of making my own decisions about how may body was going to be treated. Afraid of going against what the doctors recommended. I was made to feel that if I went against the norm, I was doing so at my own peril. Continue reading
