Monday, July 6, 2015

Wait A Minute...

It's an interesting phenomena that time passes at different speeds.  If you don't believe me, think about the last time you were in a dentist's chair, writing an exam, or working a really horrible job.  Then think about the last time you did something fun... 'nuff said.  "Yes, but that is only perception, it's not the rate or speed of time that is changing!" I hear you say... well, my response is that perception is everything, it is your reality, and it determines how you experience the world... your world.

However, this isn't new information, or even particularly interesting information; so why am I discussing it?  Here's why:

In a past blog post of mine, i talked about certain bedtime rituals that I did with my kids... specifically, little boy and little girl stories.  I mentioned that some day the tradition would end, and I would be sad.  Well, that time has come and gone, and the bedtime ritual now is to watch YouTube music videos.  The only one of my three children that still wants to do this is my youngest, and it is one of our traditions.  What we watch varies from time to time, or not at all.  My daughter will want to watch the same thing for weeks, and then out of the blue, things change...

For awhile we watched Gowan videos, then we watched Men Without Hats videos, then we watched Donny Osmond in Joseph and His Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat videos, and the list goes on.  The cool thing about all of this is that changing from something old to something new by watching something old has been rather enjoyable.  Who knows, I might yet get the opportunity to tell some more little boy and little girl stories, however, I won't despair about things that have slipped to the wayside because what it comes down to is not what I do to spend time with my children, but that I do spend time with my children.  The few precious moments I get almost every evening go by fairly fast, and I leave my daughter's room far sooner than I like.  However, I have come to realize that by filling my normal time with pockets of speed time, the slow time will occur less and less, and even though it may seem like my time is slipping away, it is doing so and creating memories at the same time.

I will end this post with one of my favourite poems that in a rather powerful way sums up how I feel about life, experience, and the passage of time:



It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink
Life to the lees: All times I have enjoy'd
Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with those
That loved me, and alone, on shore, and when
Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea: I am become a name;
For always roaming with a hungry heart
Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, governments,
Myself not least, but honour'd of them all;
And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'
Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades
For ever and forever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use!
As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life
Were all too little, and of one to me
Little remains: but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were
For some three suns to store and hoard myself,
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.

         This is my son, mine own Telemachus,
To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle,—
Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil
This labour, by slow prudence to make mild
A rugged people, and thro' soft degrees
Subdue them to the useful and the good.
Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere
Of common duties, decent not to fail
In offices of tenderness, and pay
Meet adoration to my household gods,
When I am gone. He works his work, I mine.

         There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail:
There gloom the dark, broad seas. My mariners,
Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me—
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honour and his toil;
Death closes all: but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

What do you desire?

Many, if not most of you have probably come across this, but I heard this for the first time the other day, and it really resonated with me.  It's by Alan Watts, and I think that you might like it.  Let me know in the comments what you think.


What do you desire?
What makes you itch?
What sort of a situation would you like?

Let’s suppose, I do this often in vocational guidance of students, they come to me and say, well, we’re getting out of college and we haven’t the faintest idea what we want to do.

So I always ask the question, what would you like to do if money were no object? How would you really enjoy spending your life?

Well, it’s so amazing, as a result of our kind of educational system crowds of students say, well, we’d like to be painters, we’d like to be poets, we’d like to be writers, but as everybody knows you can’t earn any money that way. Or another person says well, I’d like to live an out-of-doors life and ride horses.

I say, you want to teach in a riding school? Let’s go through with it. What do you want to do? When we finally got down to something which the individual says he really wants to do, I will say to him, you do that — and forget the money, because if you say that getting the money is the most important thing, you will spend your life completely wasting your time.

You’ll be doing things you don’t like doing in order to go on living, that is to go on doing things you don’t like doing, which is stupid. Better to have a short life that is full of what you like doing than a long life spent in a miserable way.

And after all, if you do really like what you’re doing, it doesn’t matter what it is, you can eventually turn it – you could eventually become a master of it. It’s the only way to become a master of something, to be really with it. And then you’ll be able to get a good fee for whatever it is.

So don’t worry too much that everybody is – somebody is interested in everything, anything you can be interested in, you will find others will.

But it’s absolutely stupid to spend your time doing things you don’t like in order to go on spending things you don’t like, doing things you don’t like and to teach your children to follow in the same track. See what we are doing is we’re bringing up children and educating to live the same sort of lifes we are living. In order that they may justify themselves and find satisfaction in life by bringing up their children to bring up their children to do the same thing, so it’s all retch and no vomit — it never gets there.

And so, therefore, it’s so important to consider this question: what do I desire?

-Alan Watts

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Seeking peace...

It seems that I am following a theme here, but that's okay.  I tend to write about what's on my mind and in my heart.  I don't have many people following this blog, but the ones that I do have, I really love and appreciate.  If you read my blog, and you like what you read, why not follow?  Why not even comment?  It will certainly make me happy, and you know it will make you happy too.

There are times when I struggle to feel happy.  Even though I feel that we can choose to feel happier, there are often things that hinder making that choice.  Sometimes I struggle because my life situation is not what or where I would like or need it to be.  Other times, it is because there are people that I love who are struggling and that makes me sad.  Sometimes, it's simply that the chemicals sloshing around in my brain are not sloshing the way they should. 

It's funny because there are times when I feel happy or content when I have every reason not to.  I don't get it, but I take it when it comes and I run with it.

One thing that I used to do a lot of is reading.  I have not read anything for pleasure for a very long time, and I wonder if I still can.  Part of the reason is my masters program... 'nuff said.  Another reason is that I am working on a novel, and I don't want my story 'corrupted' by other literary influences.  That is, I don't want what I am reading to creep into what I am writing.  I am starting to revise my thinking on that, though.  I miss reading, and the feeling of peace that often comes from doing so.  Yes, sometimes I do it purely just to escape, and that is alright.  Other times I read for the simple pleasure of reading a good story.  These two reasons might seem the same, but there are significant differences.

So I think I will both write and read, and see where that takes me.  It's funny how this post started out one way, and seemed to end in a completely different way... but then again, maybe it's not...

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Back in the saddle...

I sometimes find myself at a loss for words, and those that know me would find that hard to believe.  Well, the proof of the plum is in the pudding as they say, and my online silence has been very plum like.  'Nuff said.

I have had the opportunity to spend the last year and a half with my daughter and I have been both spoiled and blessed.  I will soon be returning to the workforce and I will be leaving behind the freedom of well... freedom.  My daughter and I would frolic through the forests, or play in the park.  On cold days we would play games inside, or watch a movie or two.  In many ways I was able to live a childhood that I never had, and I am grateful for the wonderful bond I have made with my daughter.  I am trying to live the words of the late great Doctor Seuss, "don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened."  I know that I was given a gift, and I will always cherish it. 

Having said this, I am struggling somewhat with the change that is taking place in my life, but I know that change is relatively short.  Nothing ever stays new, time passes and experiences become familiar until they are like a pair of comfortable shoes that are holey and worn, but feel ever so good on our feet.  However, this can only happen if we give it the chance.  That doesn't mean that change will be easy, it just means that with time it ceases to be change, and it becomes the norm, the regular, the way things are and have been.  So it is normal to feel uncomfortable with change and newness at first, because like those shoes, they need to broken in.  This may mean blisters and soreness at first, but there will come a time when we will find it hard to remember what it was like without it in our lives.

I don't want it to sound like I have mastered this.  There are times when life is so difficult that I feel that it may become almost unbearable.  Sometimes, I would do anything to make the hard things in life go away.  I wish that I could say that I face all my problems with my chin up, back straight, and a glint in my eye, but I would be lying.  There are times that I feel like curling up in the foetal position in the dark, sucking my thumb and waiting for the daylight to come.  I am fairly positive that we all have those moments, so I can say this unashamedly.  This does not mean that I do so because then that would be letting life crush me and that is never an option.

What I can say is that I will do my best.  I will stumble, I will feel afraid at times, but I will also feel joy, excitement, and the exultation of overcoming difficulties.  I may fall off of the horse at times, but as often as possible, I will climb back in the saddle...

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Just a quick note...

I just wanted to let everyone know that I have not abandoned this blog.  It has been one of the craziest summers of my life, and between coursework, family, and being gone until 9:30 pm every night, I never had the time to take a deep breath, let alone write.  Yes, I know these are just excuses, but they are valid ones.  Be patient... you will be glad that you did...

Saturday, July 7, 2012


I have decided to do a series on proper and healthy communication.  I know, I know... you want to know why.  Well, I was hoping you would ask.  (If you hadn't, I wouldn't have anything to say here would I?)  We all communicate, but most, if not all of us do not do so as effectively as we could or should.  I am almost positive that you... yes you, have either misunderstood others, or have been misunderstood yourself.  Well, that can all change... if you want it to. 

The reality is that we are communicating non-stop.  Yep, all of the time... and yes, we even communicate in our sleep.  Now, I'm not saying that you are like me and wake up to find a room full of eager listeners making notes on what you said while in dreamland... I kid you not, it has happened to me, but that is a story for another time.  I merely suggest to you that a keen observer can tell how you are sleeping by, well... observing you, and that my friend is one thing that you communicate while under the Sandman's influence.

Now, back to your original question.  If we learn how to communicate effectively, we can improve so many aspects and areas of our lives.  I promise that effective communication can even save your life.  So, I will talk about everything from making clear emotive statements, to doing perception checks to ensure that your message has made it across clearly. The list of things I will cover, is actually going to be quite extensive, so by the end of this series you should be a professional communicator.

As a writer, one of the most important things that I do is to communicate through my writing.  I will be covering some aspects of this, but to be honest, there are so many blogs, books, and beb pages, (actually, web pages but I was going for the rule of three and a nice round of alliteration...), that discuss this undeniably important part of the writer's craft, that I feel I would just be muddying the waters by foraying into that particular jungle.

I need to make it clear that I will also be posting other stuff as well.  As I stated in my last post, I have some exciting things planned.  I will still be musing, pondering, and wondering just like I have been doing from the get go, but smattered in between my mental wanderings, on a fairly regular basis, I will present different series on things like communication, writing, the five sigma discovery of the Higgs Boson, etc.

So until then, remember who you are and what you stand for.  Don't take any wooden nickles, or shove beans up your nose...


Sunday, June 17, 2012


I feel like an absentee parent.  I have given birth to a beautiful bouncing baby blog, I have watched it grow, and nurtured it along the way, and I have felt pride in the friends that it has made as well as the people who have supported it as it grew.  However, the last couple of years have seen it grow lonely, unnurtured, and silent.  I have made a few attempts to try and revive it, but, unfortunately, those attempts were meager at best.  I used to be proud of what I created, and I would share it with everyone, but now....

Well, that's all about to change.  I have big plans for my little blog.  I will be keeping with the general theme of musing, etc; however, I will also be adding a few new things.  Writing has again become a very large part of my life and I want to reflect this in my blog.  So I will be blogging about writing, writers, books, publishing, and all manner of writingish stuff.  I will attempt to procure guest writers for my blog, interviews, and all sorts of wonderful goodies.

If you want to participate, please drop me a line either as a comment, or in an email.  If you have something that you would like me to blog about, please do the same. 

I am currently working on a new novel, and even though much of my "free" time is spent on that, I will be endeavouring to revitalize, renew, rework, and re... re... re... well, re-reing this wonderful creation called, "Life's like that..."  So please come along and join in the festivities, the learning, the revelations, and the wonder that is my blog.