In The Energy of Gratitude

  I am thankful                                                   I give thanks In return Life brings me many blessings In the energy of gratitude I give to the world In like energy The world smiles back   Happy Thanksgiving May we be of thanks, may we give. Namaste, Sharon Photos by ; Sharon...

Attitude Adjustment

In a local diner on Pelee Island hangs this rusty sign. It has definitely seen better days. The message implies that it doesn’t take much to change; no more time than it would take for the meal you ordered to arrive at your table. “Attitude Adjustment While You Wait.” We have this date, April 22nd, that we have allocated as Earth Day, to remind us of our planet. To look around at all the mess, the abuse, the chaos and give some time to tidying it up and taking better care. But lets just say the planet Earth is but a reflection of ourselves. Perhaps it is attempting to help us, rather than asking us to help it. A mirror of how we treat ourselves, each other. We feed ourselves a mass of negativity, garbage thoughts, attitudes and beliefs. We over consume heavily processed foods, sugars, salt as fuel for our bodies. All of no value but to pollute our systems. We berate ourselves into suppression and submission. We struggle and force ourselves often to be someone for others rather than who we truly are. We go to battle with the state of our health. We go to war with each other. We fear anyone who is different from what we are comfortable with. Suppose it is us that is the mess, that has been abused, is in chaos. Which would indicate we are the ones that need tidying up. If we respected and valued ourselves more. If we embraced our truth and loved ourselves more. If we were at peace with our identities — if we embraced life...

The Ringing of The Bell

“I just ran from work to say good bye to the man in the sky, and say thank you.” “Where do you suppose it goes now?” “Perhaps, somewhere else in the world where others can enjoy it.” And from over the dunes and down the shoreline they appear, with one sole intention – to   bid farewell to the day and watch the sun disappear into where the sky meets the sea, where the division between land and air evaporates into one. Children scamper in and out of the wake, couples stroll hand in hand, man’s best friend takes in an evening romp, seasoned souls set up their chairs, uncork a merlot and toast to the brilliance of it all. The closing of the day. Maybe it was grand, maybe it was dreadful, maybe you believe it will get better, maybe you just want to forget it all and dream of better times. And then right before your nature takes hold and you let go; handing it over to something larger than yourself. All you see, all you let seep into your brain is this grand creation of wonder. It lowers and lowers and then ever so gracefully it slips down and vanishes. And then as if to say, “Don’t go – I’m not finished, the afterglow of its magnificence fills the sky and creates a canvas of light and colour. You are mesmerized and anything that seemed important; melts into oblivion. You breathe. And then in the distance someone comes forward and makes the moment official – the ringing of the bell. The afterglow subsides and one by one they...

Just Step Back

I can’t climb it, it’s too big to push over, I can’t see around it. It’s looming down on me. I am overwhelmed. I hear a voice, “Step back, you’re too close.” I do. Now I see it is possible. I can make my way around it and go forward. I look back and I’m puzzled by how intimidated I had felt. I couldn’t imagine a solution as I was only focused on the enormity of the problem. Just step back – something to remember. Our obstacles can seem endless – so many hooks from the past, reminders of our short-comings in the present and fear of what could go wrong in the future. So often we give up and turn away feeling it’s all too much – it’s impossible. But sometimes we take a breath and keep going one hurdle at a time – we just keep going. And then, when we’re down to the last obstacle, almost there, almost to where we can celebrate, almost to where we can scream, “I made it!” We panic. No more obstacles, no more struggle – what will we do? It’s always been hard, it’s never worked out, you’ve never got it right. You’re almost there. But just getting around that last corner can be as scary as the first step that seemed so impossible. Don’t turn back, don’t run away. Just like the first hurdle take another breath, maybe two. Just like before – you may be too close. Step back a bit. All you’ve accomplished so far has brought you to where you are now. You can handle ease, you...

Happy Canada Day

    I live in a neighbourhood where I drive down the street and I see a kaleidoscope of nationalities, cultures and beliefs. We nod to each other. We go about our day. We are a neighbourhood. We live in peace. We allow each other to be. We allow each other to flourish, to excel, to live. We have available to us choice, space, nourishment, safety, freedom. I give thanks for this. Happy Canada Day. Photographs by; Sharon...

Happy Nowruz

It was the first day of Spring, March 20, 2012 – the Vernal Equinox. CBC’s “Q” came over the airwaves with the salutation “Happy Nowruz”, inviting us to entertain a thought. Nowruz means new day. Nowruz is the Persian New Year, which falls on the Vernal Equinox. Termed a, “secular celebration of inclusiveness, peace, light, family and rebirth.” Although this has been celebrated for over 3000 years primarily in various countries throughout Asia, today, where our world has grown so large that it has become smaller, we are all coming to the realization that we are all connected, we are one. What happens anywhere initiates ripples and happens here. Our histories are long and regardless of origin we have all wronged and been wronged. We seem to forget this. We become so consumed with our own personal strife, believing we are owed – an apology, land, money, retribution. We carry our wounds, our victim status from one day into the next, handing down a legacy of struggle and pain from generation to generation. We give validation to annihilation, ostracizing, atrocities, wars, holocaust, with determination and dedication that they not be forgotten and therefore not repeated. And yet in our remembering we do just that, we repeat, we continue to destroy, demean, denounce one another. We think if we let go and release our pain, our wound, what has been wronged will be for nothing, it will have been a lie and so we hang on. To hang on is to remain a victim, where we must continue to be victimized. To remain a victim is a slow death. I...