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#RAKit – Who are you going to RAK?

http://thechive.com/?s=rakit

This is just a pretty picture....not really relevant to the topic!

This is just a pretty picture….not really relevant to the topic!

The Chive
I love this crazy little site. It’s a source of lots of photos, videos, links…general time wasters. It’s also filled with awesome people. The Chive charity has given countless numbers of people financial help they need for a whole host of causes. They also kicked off the week with a challenge to all their followers. RAK week. And their reasoning is very sound. With all the chaos in the world, maybe we need a little kindness!

So here’s the challenge…go out and RAK someone today!!! I took popsicles to some friends working hard outside in today’s hot, mugginess. Yesterday, I shared candy with my ball team, and well….does shooting them all with a water gun count as a RAK?

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Help Save Ben

“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.” ― Mahatma Gandhi

 

I became aware of Ben via my facebook newsfeed. He’s a handsome boy that has had a tough life. He has ligament damage in both of his knees and the people at the shelter made mention in the post that this may be why he was picked up as a stray. Sometimes people think that a puppy will be a cute addition to their family only to learn that they grow up to become dogs. Like a perpetual 4 year old, a dog is a responsibility people aren’t always ready to take on, especially if there is a medical issue. So sometimes it means they’re abandoned. No one can know for sure if that’s what happened with Ben, but based on his behaviour when he was picked up it really could be. So, Ben needs surgery and the Oxford County Animal Rescue Group is trying to fundraise enough money so Ben can be given a long and happy life. I couldn’t resist, I donated.

If you’d like to help out too….www.oxfordcountyanimalrescue.com

 

“You know, sometimes the world seems like a pretty mean place.’
‘That’s why animals are so soft and huggy.”
― Bill WattersonCalvin and Hobbes: Scientific Progress Goes “Boink”


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But I like monkeys….

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I keep seeing this quote popping up on the net, “Every time you feel yourself being pulled into other people’s drama, repeat these words…..NOT MY CIRCUS, NOT MY MONKEYS.”  Not so much keen on the drama, but yes, monkeys are quite cool. My volleyball team is even made of monkeys…

Wait!

Does that mean I have monkeys? 

Anyway, I am still feeling a little lost, which is why this site has fallen silent. Life has been full of stories of illness, murder, robbery, identity theft, abduction, animal cruelty…just so many reasons why a moat filled with hungry crocks would be a fantastic gardening option for my home. It’s just hard to think that my buying a stranger a cuppa joe can make a difference.

But maybe it’s not about changing the world.

Maybe it’s about changing yourself. It’s been so easy to withdraw into the safety of eremitism. After all, it’s much easier to handle loss (of any kind) when you have no one to lose right? It’s also made me lose my sense of fun.

So enough of that! I’m not letting the “bastards get me down,” as a former coworker used to say all the time. Starting yesterday, I RAK’d the lady behind me in the Tim Horton’s drive through. It’s a start right?


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The Golden….What?

What ever happened to the golden rule? That fairly straightforward and simple adage that recommends one treat others as they, themselves, would like to be treated. In my world, it would mean that friends and colleagues support each other rather than act in competition. That kind words are favoured over cruel or worse, words that may sound complimentary but are truly not. Rather than being met with shock at an accomplishment, why can’t we be more excited for those who achieve them? When a friend is feeling down can’t we be encouraging rather than telling them to just give up on their dreams?

I get the psychology behind all of this….our own fears and perceived inadequacies, and sometimes just impatience…but it definitely sucks.  So what do you do?

Be the change you wish to see. 

The phrase keeps floating through my mind. Sounds simple enough, but it’s not. Quite often my tendency is toward flinging mud and other small projectiles at the offenders, but again, not likely the right option.


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Timeout

Well, that was quite the tantrum and for that, I needed a timeout. Sometimes, it’s good to spend some alone time just to sort out your thoughts, and maybe to stop yourself from saying absolutely everything that comes to mind.

While everything I said in the last post is true, it’s not really the point. Life is about the journey. If you’re lucky, you find some seriously awesome people to come along for the ride. Fortunately, I’ve found some. If you can leave a positive imprint on the lives and hearts of others before your time is up, realize and achieve your dreams and hopes and love with all your heart, that is a life well spent.


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So that’s it then…

I throw in the towel…wave the white flag.

I. Just. Give. Up.

Since my mom passed away last May, I have attempted to honour her memory by finding small gestures that life a little nicer. From random acts of kindness to deliberately finding even the smallest things to be thankful for and telling the world, I’ve hoped it would make me and those around me feel a little bit better, maybe breed some good Karma.

It didn’t work.

Last night my father was taken to the hospital by ambulance. We don’t really know what’s wrong other than his legs gave out last week and he fell. Since that fall, his ability to walk has dramatically decreased and his level of pain and weakness has substantially increased.

Until you’ve watched, helpless, as your parents writhe and moan in pain, their eyes pleading with you to help them, no one can understand how much your heart can ache. How plainly you see their mortality (and your own) and how alone you really are. Where many turn to faith to keep them going in uncertain times, I find myself having less and less. While I wanted to inspire people, I find that I just can’t. In the end, it doesn’t really seem to matter. People are still mistreated, the environment is still dying, illness still happens and we all still end up the same way.


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Seconds, Minutes, Hours

The Passage of Time

The Passage of Time (Photo credit: ToniVC)

Listening to the rain fall on the window while the wind blows through the trees, my mind is whirring with thoughts as I try to will myself to sleep. It’s not working. On my way home tonight, as I was slowing to turn down my road, a large deer stepped out in front of me. The large majestic animal surveyed my approach he decided he should continue on his way and loped into the darkness. As quickly as he appeared, he was gone. A fleeting moment in time.

It’s all so fleeting really. Life, that is. We’ve divided up our lives into units of time.  Seconds, minutes, hours, days, years…..all to categorize and organize our existence. Yet it still passes all the same. Every unique experience gone in a single breath never to return. In a sense – dead, living on only in our memories.  Just like those we’ve loved and lost. As is, I learned today, the father of a family of good friends. His passing reminds me my losses as well and my heart goes out to them. Having just heard stories of this man’s life and now in his passing, I find myself thinking that he would have been an interesting man to have known better.

We never have enough time.