"Peace" of Thought

Today, I write about a wonderful young man I have known for 14 years.  I write from a mother and from a father who are proud. Today, I tell you about a unique individual who currently contributes to my world, has contributed well to his protected elementary school world, and will soon contribute to your world in a much greater capacity.  He is currently, one of 67,500 males in Ontario who is moving from childhood to adulthood over the next couple of years and along with a group of 135,000 youth in Ontario, celebrating the completion of grade 8. In our family, completing a grade in school is not necessarily worthy of celebration.  In fact, it's an expectation and achieving expected minimal standards is simply that. An expected outcome.  To my husband and I, celebrations are worthy when the outcomes fall unexpectedly and wonderfully, beyond expectation and with humble and grounded awareness.  Our children are aware of this, and so today, as my son graduates grade 8 with his peer

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The Illness WE Fear Most I've been ignoring this. I think about it, but I hardly ever talk about it. Do you? IT has scared me in the past and I have ducked, turned and walked the other way when I hear the term. IT has to be, in my mind anyway, one of the most difficult illnesses throughout all of society and the stigma attached to it, while mildly improved through some campaigning, is in all accounts... still largely untouched. As I am not an expert, and simply write from personal observation, I welcome your comments and ideas and opinions. Public commentary raises awareness, grows to education and lands in empathy. Don't run off now. Bare with this piece just for a minute. Be brave enough to embrace your personal assumptions. Let's learn something new today.  You're just reading this, no one can see! No one will judge you. Have a little courage to think a little deeper about something you are inclined to turn your head to. And to keep you from shifting

Warning To Reader Please note:  For those who are cringing at the term "madness", please know I am using it as the Merriam definition part b) A behavior or thinking that is very foolish or dangerous: extreme folly - an idea that is pure/sheer madness  This in no way refers to the "mentally ill" reference for this piece of writing.  Prelude I have lived 45 years now on the edge of madness. And yes, we all do.  Your idol moments are likely madness you turn a blind eye to.  Fighting my natural inclinations I work hard to remain in the norm, every second of every day. I have fought all my life to ensure strict adherence to composure, to predictability, to organization and to expectation.  Like heavy marionette strings from which we dangle, we each continue and dance to pre recorded beats with intent to comply, express words to please, and we stay far away from anything that puts us at judgements risk.  And who operates the marionettes?  Exactly.   We speak and expre

Knowing and Question - A Common Interaction Knowing crept up slowly behind without notice and asked "What comes next?"  Question responded eagerly, "You know this one, think about it".  Knowing waited a minute and asked once again, this time with an ounce of frustration.  Question responded "Do you need me to tell you, really?"  Knowing thought once again, this time for just a minute longer and yelled ever so loudly,  "Why won't you tell me?  I'm all Knowing, and I know you know the answers. I need you to help me."  Question listened, paused for a moment,  and then spoke quickly, "If you know everything Knowing, then why ask me?  Why ask Question?" Silence offered a period of reflection for both Knowing and Question. Finally, Knowing commented "You are right indeed Question. I AM all knowing. I knew. The answer is clear. What comes next is to Question so that I feel fulfilled and complete. Now I can rest." 

Collision at odds with marble and steel Quite telling of spaces that never seemed real Hides around corners and waits for the chance To capture her whole and in midst of sweet dance Revealing to all of Delicate's breeze That change in dark moments and bring down the trees And the leg-holds await her with every breath And still she delights not thinking of death Trapped in her highlight with purples and green She sings in each moment and can't be unseen Until one day they find her as her sun has gone down And her spirit again upon wet muddy ground Her crash comes on suddenly so forceful and clear And drags her back down and soaks her in fear And the collision continues and destruction takes all Of her candy and smashes into darks heavy wall. CNK

Upon contemplating my career goals, I was told by a lovely smart woman yesterday that I should watch what I say of FB, I should quietly express opinions only to close friends and I should be careful to question the accepted. I should be careful walking the edge. I should be careful being me. This is how one stays employable. Be part of the norm and stay silent. And dear folks, this herein lies a problem, the problem with so much in society. From illness to growth...only the chosen will speak. Happy Friday.  Never  think your questions are stupid. Never stop learning from others. Never think twice about exploring and sharing your opinions. Keep an open mind. Never stop expressing. Use your voice peeps!

Dedicated to my husband, my love, my very best friend. This - In heartfelt acknowledgement and appreciation of you. Her mind bled with colored collages His mind swept her floor with white rags Her mind carried her over deep oceans His mind paddled in search for her soul Her mind threw steel daggers at rainbows His mind pushed a cart to collect them Her mind swallowed lightning like candy His mind poured her pure waters to drink Her mind sang repetition and solitudes His mind spoke to her gently of family Her mind tugged at every loose drawstring His mind double tied them in bows Her mind crept along every high tightrope His mind tethered pretty cords to her waist Her mind cried over hours of darkness His mind touched her soul with his light. CNK