November 27, 2007




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]

Snow is a gentle ice, a pretty cold. Sound softens when it snows; the world becomes hushed and veiled.

It snowed all through the night. Attila and I slept deeply. This morning it is snowing still. The plough has passed by, tossing the white blanket aside, clearing a path for the comings and goings of those in need of travel.

We were delighted by a whirlwind visit on the weekend last. Terra and Lares braved the roads and the long drive to arrive here for supper on Saturday night. They had a small difficulty with their vehicle, which Lares and Attila put to rights on Sunday morning, giving Terra and I a chance to spend time together and to talk.

During the years I raised my girls on my own there were many powerful and unhealthy forces interfering with our lives. We handled these as best we could, in our own unique and individual ways. The power of those forces diminished as the children reached the age of majority and were no longer subject to “due course” and its subsequent insanity. Terra has successfully tackled many of the issues associated with those difficult times, and we had a chance to share our different perspectives about events that are gone, cannot be changed, and must be placed into their rightful page in the mutually written book of the past.

Terra and Lares brought along a board game, which we played for hours. I have always enjoyed board games; they are such a wonderful way to share laughter and spend time with people. My grandparents taught their grandchildren to play cards from an early age. We played games like cribbage and euchre almost every evening. There was no radio, no television, only the ticking clock and human contact. Sitting around the table with Attila, Terra and Lares brought the happy past into the present.

The quotations that I include in this journal serve many purposes. Quotations provide me with continuity, linking my experience to that of others who lived in different times and places. Quotations assist me in rounding out the concept and/or feeling I am writing about, coming at the subject from different perspectives, allowing knowledge to cross the barriers of immediate context. Quotations allow me a sense of community, albeit a community that exists only in my imagination and heart. Quotations allow me a sense of one-on-one connection with others who have faced an open page, pen in hand, to conquer the silence created by human cultures since the written word of history began. This describes what I think I am doing when I include a quotation with my journal entry.

There is another very personal reason I include the words of others with my journal entries. Quotations are an ongoing and silent affirmation of the life of a dear friend, who has passed away. This gentleman possessed the curse and the blessing of a true photographic memory. When moved by intense emotion and passion his mind would automatically grasp the beautiful words of some long dead philosopher or poet. His own words could never form before these songs from the souls of the poets entered his head and took his voice. He was ridiculed by some for his lack of self expression. His heart, not the word, was what I heard when he spoke and I miss his voice.

He always called Terra… Tigger.

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Worldly Distractions

Mother and daughters
Me & My Girls

"All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered; the point is to discover them."
Galileo Galilei
Italian astronomer & physicist (1564 - 1642)

"Never forget that life can only be nobly inspired and rightly lived if you take it bravely and gallantly, as a splendid adventure in which you are setting out into an unknown country, to meet many a joy, to find many a comrade, to win and lose many a battle."
Annie Besant (1847-1933) Socialist, Feminist & Theosophist

"Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement."
Foster C. McClellan

Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing ever happened."
Sir Winston Churchill
British politician (1874 - 1965)

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Visibility 15 km
Humidity 83%
WindChill -4
Dew Point -2.4°C
Wind Speed SW 11 km/h

Page by Page: A Woman's Journal
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 Peterme.com 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."
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_blogging

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