August 27, 2001

The Richter Scale



Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:
[This is the site I visit to fantasize about living in Toronto again, which is almost every single day during the winter]

Jonathan Cainer's Zodiac Forecasts
[This is where I visit in the morning, when I need a positive spin on things past, present and future.]

Living Local
[This is where I go to see what Canadians are up to, sometimes I even buy things from the businesses listed there.]

Environment Canada Weather
[This is the site I visit every morning, and before every road trip during the winter]

We heard the distant drums of change. They disarrange the rhythm of the heart, the pulsing of the blood. Tension builds. Small and previously insignificant daily events seem laden with meaning and emotion. One can only wait.

Waiting, however, in no way prepares one for the thunderous pulse of actual change.

The engulfing, deafening vibrations draw near and engulf reality, altering perceptions permanently.

A half a century of solid, unmoving structures can suddenly dissolve to nothing.

So it has been in my life.

To hold a life completely within your body and subsequently within your daily life is an experience that nature and our culture has relegated almost exclusively to females. The former is largely beyond our control; the latter is completely within our cultural control.

To bear daily witness to the incredible vulnerability of human life is a humbling experience.

To protect that vulnerability above ones own needs and desires is a daunting task. If we are very lucky, that task leads to separation and the loss of dependency. If we are very lucky, that loss of dependency is the beginning of something new.

Terra has left home.

I suffer separation and loss. I wait and hope to watch the beginning of something new, a something that will bring growth and satisfaction to Terra.

She has begun to live her own story.

I have begun to place my own needs and desires in the center of my life. This is a new experience for me.

"What will you do?" Luna asked me in a nurturing tone.

"First," I replied, "I will move my deodorant from its hiding place in my underwear drawer to the bathroom counter. Leave it to me to fixate on my armpits at a time like this!"

Luna laughed. I laughed. The deodorant now sits in the bathroom and I find it in that very same spot each and every time I want to use it. I experience joy. It is a small miracle. One has to begin somewhere.

Who was it that said, "Rome was not built in a day."

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by Willie Nelson

7:22 AM DST
Temp: 16` C
Humidity: 100%
Wind: SE 0 km/h
Barometric:101.4 kPa

Sunrise 6:43 AM DST
Sunset 8:09 PM DST

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by Maggie Turner

Canadian Maggie Turner writes and publishes poetry, photography, and a personal journal online. Her work reflects the current way of life in Canada, embracing Canada's past, present, and future in a unique portrayal of everyday life. Maggie's voice is one of the many that actively depict the rich diversity of Canadian culture.

Photography: "a term which comes from the Greek words photos (light) and graphos (drawing). A photograph is made with a camera by exposing film to light in order to create a negative. The negative is then used in the darkroom to print a photograph (positive) onto light-sensitive paper.
Source: University of Arizona Glossary

Poetry: "a form of speech or writing that harmonizes the music of its language with its subject. To read a great poem is to bring out the perfect marriage of its sound and thought in a silent or voiced performance. At least from the time of Aristotle's Poetics, drama was conceived of as a species of poetry."
Source: Creative Studios

Journal: " "Though a journal may be many things - a treasury, a storehouse, a jewelry box, a laboratory, a drafting board, a collector's cabinet, a snapshot album, a history, a travelogue..., a letter to oneself - it has some definable characteristics. It is a record, an entry-book, kept regularly, though not necessarily daily.... Some (entries) will be nearly illegible, written in the dark in the middle of the night.... Not only is it a record for oneself, but of oneself. Every memorable journal, any successful journal, is honest. Nothing sham, phony, false...." (Dorothy Lambert from Ken Macrorie's book, Writing to be Read )
A journal is a way to keep track of your thoughts about what you read... as well as what you did on any given day."
Source: Journal Writing

A Blog is an online journal created by server side software, often hosted by a commercial interest.

"The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn Barger[4] on 17 December 1997. The short form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog in April or May 1999.[5][6][7] Shortly thereafter, Evan Williams at Pyra Labs used "blog" as both a noun and verb ("to blog," meaning "to edit one's weblog or to post to one's weblog") and devised the term "blogger" in connection with Pyra Labs' Blogger product, leading to the popularization of the terms."

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