A Canadian’s Ode to February

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Long johns, scarves and mitts,

Despite the rosy flesh and ears
From wintry wind’s harsh kiss,

Despite the mounds of roadside dirt
Where encrusted snow is knotted, 

Despite each pole, the base of which,
Is brightly yellow dotted,

Despite the rising plumes of white
From frosty-face and sewer-bars,

Despite the clear blue skies above
with wind-chills straight from Mars,

February plays its part, 
For each month has its story.

Canadians embrace them all,
And cherish each one’s glory.

Regardless of the cold alerts, 
And broken water mains,

We’ll fish and skate and drive our cars, 
With tires wrapped in chains.

“It’s merely winter in Canada”
We boast with pride and shout.

When really what we’re thinking is,
“Ten more days, then Feb. Get the F’n Hell Out!

Agree?

Photo credit: Carolin Grandin, all rights reserved
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An Unimaginable Truth…

It’s almost unimaginable that The Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms does not include the right for its citizens to live in a healthy environment.

What’s really happening in Canada?

Share with all your Canadian friends. With elections looming in Canada, it’s time we held our politicians accountable and make the environment a top topic in the campaigns.

What are your thoughts?

Find out more at David Suzuki Foundation
I do not work for the David Suzuki Foundation nor have I been commissioned to support this cause. I am, however, a very concerned Canadian citizen and I am thankful for the dedicated work of this foundation.

Quotes That Make You Go Hmmm…

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Photo credit: Carolin Grandin. All rights reserved. No reproduction
by any means without the express written consent of the photographer. 

I recently watched the documentary, Mile… Mile & a Half – A Journey Along the John Muir Trail. It tracks the journey of five friends who embark on a 211 mile hike from Yosemite to Mt. Whitney in California. But these aren’t just any average friends. Each is an artist; two are cinematographers, one is a still photographer, one is a location sound recordist, and one is a camera man.

The documentary combines their skills to capture the beauty and sounds of this spectacular wilderness. But believe me, it’s not a typical nature film. It’s also a film about friends – their spirit, their perseverance but mostly their humour and camaraderie. And it’s about the people they meet and ‘collect’ along the way.

Well worth watching. I hope you make the time to enjoy it. (Psst…it’s available on iTunes & Netflix).

“In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.” ~John Muir

Share below if you’ve seen this movie and your thoughts on it. 
Share other similar movies that you’ve enjoyed.

15+ years off skates. Guess what happened when I laced them back on…

So…winter’s here again in my part of the world which normally, for me, meansmedium_10844052273 three+ months of hibernation, cozied up inside, snuggled under a blanket, hot chocolate in hand (with marshmallows, of course!), enjoying the snow and cold through my living room window. Cold outside? Is it? I hadn’t noticed.

Not this year.

This year I plan to embrace winter and enjoy its offerings.

And I’ve convinced a few friends to do so too. Mwa ha ha!

Here is our list of potential activities.

  1. outdoor ice skating
  2. snowshoeing
  3. cross-country skiing
  4. hiking
  5. camping (apparently we’d been sampling the hot toddies)

We’re not the youngest of bucks either.  50+ is our demographic.

What’s the saying? You’re only as old as feel? (Kinda depends on the body part you’re talking about.)

Here’s my tally so far:

  • Walk at least an hour/day
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    That’s me, hiking by a waterfall.

    (I admit to missing a few days, but on others I’ve walked up to 3 hours) When did I begin? Mid October – and still doing it!

  • Hiking on trails
    I bought some Nordic Walking Sticks especially for this purpose.
    # of outings: 6
    When did I begin? Mid-October – and still doing it.

And then I added skating…

When I was a kid, I used to skate a LOT. (You can read more about that here.)

And then I became a parent…

stooping over holding up your toddler while balancing on extremely thin blades yourself is not easy on the back! (This was pre-‘learn-to-skate-with-handy-dandy-bars-the-kid-pushes-around-the-rink-themselves‘ days.)

Did I mention the toddler did NOT, under any circumstances – even bribery! – want to learn to skate and hence rag-dolled her body the entire time while wailing from the extreme torture she was being asked to endure? (Result: Added parental back strain from lifting and holding up the weight of said floppy potato sack while stooping over and balancing on extremely thin blades.)

Guess what? Staying inside with hot chocolate, warm and cozy under a blanket won out. (Ok, we did go tobogganing from time to time but skating dropped off the repertoire for a number of years, never really making a come-back with the exception of only a few semi-successful attempts when peer-pressure was added to the mix.)

Hence, I lost practice too. (That kid is now 22.) And life and age has made me wary of hurting my back. Plus years of less-than-consistant exercise hasn’t helped.

But hey! That’s life. If you don’t move it, you lose it.

So this year, I’m moving it.

Today I got my skates sharpened. That was the easy part.

It was public skating time at the rink. Should I go? By myself? Nah, I should wait and go with my friends. But there aren’t many people..why not? ..oh, all right. So I went.

Holy cow those blades are thin! How did I ever stand on them?

Just trying to walk across the rubberized floor was hard. My ankles were wobbling. My knees felt weak.

I felt like a giraffe lumbering along, a giant body on thin legs, knobby knees feelingmedium_7928938732 like they were going to collapse under me with me every step, ankles bending from side to side and all culminating down upon those frickin’ extremely thin blades!

Who invented this sport?! What’s wrong with sliding about in your boots?

Ok. I can do this.

I let an eager kid and his dad go ahead of me through the gates.

Let the gazelles go ahead. The giraffe can wait.

I was glad to see there were no hyenas on the ice — you know who I mean, those ‘tween boys who like to prey on the weak and work in packs chasing each other around the rink, circling and taunting and coming ever-so-close, trying to make you fall so they can laugh and point.

Luckily the plains were calm today.

There was one other giraffe on the ice – any hyenas would prey on him first for he, as it turned out, was weaker than I.

I won’t go into every detail but suffice it to say the start was definitely slow and shaky. Tightening my laces helped a bit with the ankle wobble. And where the h*ll are those learn-to-skate-handy-dandy-bars-the-kids-push-around-the-rink-themselves things?! I want one!

I gradually gained confidence with each stride. The more I focussed on the fear of falling, the fear of hurting my back, the more difficultly I had.

I let go of the fear and breathed into the action. Looking ahead, I took it one push at a time – ‘If I can walk, I can skate’, I told myself. ‘Glide, glide, glide.’ I was doing it!

And then I made the mistake of trying to perfect my techniqueWAY too soon for that nonsense.

I stepped, then… wobble, wobble, twist, bend, wobble – first right, then left, then around, then back, then forth – my arms outstretched waving non-synchronized giant circles in the air. I can’t even imagine what sort of face I was making. I only know that my eyes couldn’t have gotten any bigger. I was trying so fiercely not to fall!

And I didn’t!! I stayed erect! Shaken and stirred but with composure regained, I hoped no-one saw the graceful ballet. The rink guard skated by and looked politely over, a slight smirk on her teenage face as she adeptly slid past. I laughed imagining the site she had just taken in from behind.

Crisis averted, I returned to the basics gaining confidence, calm and speed — yes, I did feel a breeze on my face, even if ever so slight.

Shins aching from the strangulation I had inflicted desperate to brace my ankles and make my skate boots one with my feet and from the lack of flex denied by those blades, I decided to call it a day while I was ahead.

Total ice time: 15 minutes, approximately. Not bad – one minute for every year absent.

I’m definitely going to have to build up to this.

So what did I learn by lacing up my skates after 15+ years?

  • We all start as giraffes when we try something new. 
    We lumber and run awkwardly. We wish we ran like gazelles and are fearful of the hyenas who want to trip us up and laugh at us but we’re giraffes, at the moment, so until we learn to be something else, we have to master being a giraffe, and that takes time. 
  • When we focus on the fear, we can barely move.
    The weaker ice-giraffe clutched to the boards and pushed himself half way around the rink by his hands too afraid to take the first step. When he did finally let go, he didn’t fall. He just took his time and did what he was comfortable doing.
  •  Don’t be afraid to perfect your technique.
    Be brave enough to push past your comfort zone. If you’re not ready, then that’s ok. Congratulate yourself for trying and continue where you just were. But you will have to try again so figure out what you need to do to get there. For me, more hours at this level to build my strength and confidence.
  • Don’t be afraid to look foolish.
    We learn the most from our mistakes and failures. Would you rather have tried and failed than not tried at all? And besides, how many people are actually watching you anyway? For me, just one (that I’m aware of – excuse me while I check YouTube) and who cares anyway? Everyone starts as a giraffe on skates. Most of the time, WE’RE the only ones that care if we fall. And so what? Get back up!
  • Give yourself your best chance at success.
    Stay calm, let go of fear, dress for the weather, and sharpen your skates first, then confidently step out on the ice. You can always take a rest on the bench to catch your breath, but don’t give up.
  • Master your challenges.
    Skates blades are really really thin! (I think mine actually shrank.) Gain the balance you need to keep you from falling over. Practice, practice, practice.

Embrace your giraffe-ness, especially when you begin something new.

Personally, if I am destined to stay a giraffe, then that’s ok with me. Did you know:

  • medium_1197126812Each giraffe step is far greater than any other animal.
  • They can run faster than many horses.
  • Lions rarely bother them since one swift kick in the head and it’s ‘Mary Queen of Scot’s’ for the lion.
  • Giraffes are the symbol for intuition and flexibility.

That sounds pretty good to me. I’ll try to be the best darn giraffe that I can and if I’m destined to become something else, then I’ll strive to be the best of that too. 

For now, I am a proud Ice-Giraffe!

Ever felt like a giraffe on skates in your business or personal life? I’d love to hear about it. Share it below. 

Thanks to: The Weekly Bull for the skating photo
My hiking partner that day, my sister Sue, for the pic of me
Michelle Bender for the giraffe running photo
Jude for the baby giraffe photo
Interesting giraffe facts: 

http://listverse.com/2013/10/12/12-fascinating-facts-about-giraffes/
http://www.onekind.org/be_inspired/animals_a_z/giraffe/

It’s 2015 so Ditch the Old…Responsibly!

With the New Year upon us so are thoughts of starting fresh. Starting over. Not making the same mistakes. medium_395505861

Organizing supplies go on sale so we can reorganize cluttered spaces with the intention of getting our lives in order.

We’ve likely received holiday gifts that need to find homes amongst the other stuff in our overstuffed homes.

So just like the old year, it’s out with old and in with the new to make room for the possibilitiesthose wonderous, marvelous possibilities! 

To do so responsibly, I share a link to one of my favourite organizations, The David Suzuki Foundation. Here they share where to recycle or repurpose your discarded items to lighten your load in your home and your load on our planet.

My sincerest wishes to each of you that this New Year will bring you all you’ve imagined and envisioned and that you have the courage to make it happen.

Share below your favourite places to donate or recycle your well-loved items or
Share one of the possibilities you’re intending to bring to fruition in 2015. 

Love and Hugs.

photo credit: Claire

Quotes That Make You Go Hmmm…

“It’s not what you say out of your mouth that determines your life,
it’s what you whisper to yourself
that has the most power!

― Robert T. Kiyosaki

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Hi Friends,
I wanted to be sure you all heard the news. Carol Tice is opening up the Freelance Writer’s Den TOMORROW, Thursday December 18th, to people on her wait-list ONLY! The Den will be open for a short time then will lock again until March 2015. If you’ve been whispering to yourself about becoming a freelance writer, then you owe it to yourself to hop on over there and check it out. I have a link on the right and have more info on my Sharing The Love page but bottom-line, you have to be on the waiting list to get the invitation to join.
Thought you may want to know asap.
Love and hugs. ♥

Once Upon A… Stop! Listen to this First.

Stories we read as children stay with us as we grow and they shape how we see the world.  And that can be a problem.

In today’s Bright-Side-of-the-Web, I bring you novelist Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s TED Talk entitled: The Danger of a Single Story.

A beautiful story-teller herself, Chimamanda eloquently relates her life experiences related to her encounters with the single story.

Enjoy:

 

If you enjoyed this TED Talk, below is a link to four more inspiring talks about the importance of educating girls.
Don’t you just LOVE TED!

Let’s expand our stories! 4 more TED links here: http://www.ted.com/playlists/193/the_importance_of_educating_gi