Tag Archives: feelings

The auntie thing…

As my nephew and I sat on the back deck drinking beer, watching the trees, and discussing the state of the world, I remembered my relationship with Aunt Mabel, when I was his age – mid twenties. We’ve lived nearby … Continue reading

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How do I recognize a friend?

Well first, I love his company. I look forward To seeing him anon. I am enriched By spending time with him. And when confused, I wonder what he’d say. When happy, With him I share my joy. When he’s in … Continue reading

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Love, in a way…

Love, in a way… Yes, I suppose you could say; I’m not sure I know In a definitive way What love is, really.   Is it Love? — In a way… Well, it’s not that I’m dreaming You’ll take me … Continue reading

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Condos, condos everywhere…. or, Suburbia?

Well, here we are once again reacting to another condo proposition in Roncesvalles Village.  Our city councillor (Gord Perks) hosted a neighbourhood meeting the other night, the purpose of which was to provide the developers (Mattamy Homes) with feedback from … Continue reading

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Wedding night tears…

I was just reading a post by a blogger I follow (“My Crazy BiPolar Life”) in which she describes her inability (at the time) to stop crying.   Sometimes when reading blogs I feel like a mere sympathetic voyeur, but this … Continue reading

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The habit of despair

Last night I watched the very moving documentary Crooked Beauty* about Jacks McNamara’s  life, art, music, poetry, and activism – threaded through her experience of mental illness.  I’ll watch it again.  I was reminded of something I’ve been thinking about, … Continue reading

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Here-and-now vs. There-and-then

So what exactly does it mean, and what was life like before I learned to stay in the here and now? Well, the opposite to staying in the here and now could be, for example, remembering, or imagining, or analyzing … Continue reading

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Dancing off on a tangent…

I’ve waxed ecstatic about Swing Dancing, but there are aspects of dancing which I don’t care for.  One is the learning part.   If I had it to do over again, I would only go to the occasional workshop rather than … Continue reading

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Personal power: Food, etc.

Back in 2006, I mused as follows: “Just when I think I’m in charge of my life, I discover myself eating that extra two hundred calories, or not bothering to get any exercise.   Just when I think I’m feeling … Continue reading

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There but for luck… #1

Not everyone has the good fortune to talk with people who “live the life” in the street or at a level of extreme poverty.  I’ve had that opportunity on many occasions for reasons not relevant here. But every time I … Continue reading

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