Tuesday,
August 25, 2009

Always thinking... as Wilson would say.

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Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:

REALTOR.ca
[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]

There is one area of life where I find myself completely out of step, with the social environment where I am trying to survive. It is how I "see" people.

For me there is a third gender, one that everyone shares and to which everyone belongs. I don't have a name for it, and it was only this morning that I was consciously thinking that my awareness of people is almost entirely without gender.

For me, there is something at the core of being human that has nothing to do with gender. Gender is a window dressing, a cultural imposition that can obscure and distort how the soul interacts with and perceives the social world. People, as I perceive them, are souls. Gender, as I experience it socially, is a superficial construct that interferes with communication and integrity.

Don't misunderstand me, I am fascinated by differences between males and females, young and old, wise and foolish and any other polarity of difference our dichotomous culture has defined. "We" have been divided and are conquered. The structures of social life are on display all around me, to be visited and observed, much as I would tour an ancient city of the Inca culture.

Superficially imposed differences do not define how I perceive others. When I perceive a person I prefer not to know how much money they earn, what they do for a living, how much education they have attained, how good looking they are, how well dressed they are, what political views they embrace, how much status they have acquired.

I am really only interested in who they are as a person, the quality of their integrity, their soul, their mind.

I enjoy meeting people and wish for a world where what I consider to be truly valuable human qualities are prized, and held in high esteem.

I can dream, can't I?

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Attila and I have worked, between us, every single day but one, since the middle of June. We are both exhausted. I am taking a "break" this weekend due to my dental surgery this week. I'll miss the income, but health comes first and this surgery is not optional, nor is it covered by a health plan of any kind. We have worked long and hard to get together enough cash to pay for the surgery.

It is our dream to attain employment that allows us to have mutual day's off work. We miss one another terribly!



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Worldly Distractions

Argosy Minuet destroyed
Ontario was hit by storms and tornadoes last Thursday, August 20, 2009. When we came home from work that day, this is what we discovered. The top of a very tall pine tree snapped and fell 30 feet to land on my little trailer, a 1977 Airstream Argosy Minuet. The trunk of the tree is in the foreground of the picture, the "stump" is 30 feet tall. The trailer was damaged beyond repair. We will miss my little trailer, where we spent many happy days and nights.
Attila has removed the tree top. Yesterday the insurance person was here to assess the situation. Last night we removed our personal belongings, all of which were amazingly intact. It will take weeks, perhaps months, to resolve the process of loss.
Many people lost their homes to this storm, one young lad lost his life. We were blessed that our loss was so insignificant by comparison.



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Amagansett
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Quote
"Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain."
Adelaide Anne Procter (1825–1864)



Weather
8C
Clear
Wind: SE 4km/h
Sunrise: 6:31
Sunset: 20:06
Relative Humidity: 100%
Pressure: 102.14 kPa
Visibility: 14.0 km
Ceiling: unlimited
 

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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 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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