200 followers on WP. Thank you all so kindly!

Hi bloggers, it seems 200 lost souls have found a sort of a bit of a home in my crazy world!

I love to write, I love to share my quirky view of the world. I’ve been through quite the journey and I have to say that WP has been quite therapeutic for me and a welcome respite from “real world bullshit”. So, cheers, thank you, hugs, Namaste.

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My daughter’s 12 today.

HI Bloggers,

My wonderful daughter turns 12 today. Twelve years ago I was at a country town hospital – Biloela in Central Queensland. My wife had been in labour over night. She was born in the morning – around 7 am. I was the first person to hold her, except perhaps for my wife. I remember I cried tears of joy. I was so happy. I called my sister and my parents and I told them about our new baby girl. I was happy and recall trying to talk clearly to my sister but being kind of choked by happy tears – if that is even possible.

We have our moments, my daughter and I. She’s growing up to be a young woman. Sometimes I hardly recognise her. She’s beautiful, and sweet and all the things I could hope for.

Glad to share this with the world today.

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I had to take her shopping to get this hug!

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With her mom.

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Today, down by the river. It was nice day.

 

Keeping Pace with a CP Loco

On my drive home this evening I was driving on the highway. It is a dual carriageway with two lanes going in each direction. Its very flat – its Saskatchewan! So today I noticed a train travelling on the tracks along side the highway. I was going quite a bit quicker so it didn’t take me too long before I was rolling up along side it.

I slowed, and rolled the passenger window down. I could see the loco engine just metres from my car. It was grubby, sooty even. There was a large distinct CP or Canadian Pacific emblem down the side. I could hear the diesel engine. It wasn’t like the Doppler effect you get when the engine goes by you – where it sounds slightly higher pitched when travelling towards you, and lower when travelling away. The sound was a constant droning effort from the power plant.

I could see a set of three of the loco’s drive wheels, rusty coloured. Rolling along the steel track. The front lights were blazing. There are three of them. As I resumed highway speed I was able to look in the passenger side rear view to see those triple lights beaming into the late afternoon.

I couldn’t help but feel a little excited. I wanted to keep pace with it for a while but I was on the highway, and while there wasn’t much other traffic, it didn’t seem right to slow down to about 70 km/hr on a road signed for 110 km/hr. 

I had another experience a bit like this in Nebraska, and once in Arizona. The time in Nebraska we stood at a level crossing, and this Union Pacific beast came by at full noise. Let me tell you, there are few things that will shake you like a thundering diesel loco at full clip flying by you at full speed, with double stacked containers along its length.

Simply awesome!!!

 

Life is a Balancing Act

Hi Bloggers,

Life is a balancing act. We are constantly and often intuitively adjusting to the variables – maybe its the slope of the pavement, maybe its going around a corner on a bicycle, or deciding how much to spend on ourselves or our loved ones when buying a gift or having  a night out.

Balance also applies to personal freedoms. As with everything, there are balance issues to consider. How do you express yourself with the amount of freedom or experience you desire, while being considerate of the feelings of those who care about you? Even within yourself, there is balance to consider. How much to drink on a night out? Too much and you end up in gutter, too little and you maybe don’t get the buzz you are looking for. I’ve fucked that one up plenty of times.

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What if you don’t even know what your limits of acceptable experience are, because you are still finding your way in life, or your situation has changed? Sometimes you might over commit, sometimes you haven’t found your balance and invariably, you will leave people feeling disappointed, or perhaps find yourself regretting your actions or motivations.

There’s no magic answers here, sometimes its just down to life experience, going with the flow, and knowing when to say yes, and when to say no, even to yourself.

 

 

 

Beaches near Saskatoon…

There’s a lot of things that make this city a great place to live. One of the truly awesome things is the beaches that are in the city area, and a short drive away.

You could be forgiven for thinking that Saskatchewan was a land locked farming scene with no place to sunbathe or swim, or maybe you thought it was just always under ice and snow? Well, you’d be surprised. The summers here are very sunny, and warm. This province has more lakes than you can poke a stick at, and some absolutely awesome lake and river beaches.

The great thing about the beaches, in my opinion, is that there’s something for everyone.  Here’s my breakdown of the beaches near Saskatoon.

  1. Bare ass beach. This beach is about 20 minutes drive south of the city and is located on the river. It features a large sandbank, and there’s plenty of room to spread out.  Just as the colloquial name implies, this beach is where you can go to go nude, if you want to. In reality though, one end is for the clothed people, and the other end is for those who like to go au natural. I really like this mix. The nude section is well known, and even though some sunbathers may be in sight of the clothed people, no one is hassling anyone. There’s a good mix of guys and gals who like to let it all hang out, and everyone is respectful. Awesome. The only detracting factor is that it can start looking like spring break with coolers and cans and bottles being left behind. Not cool.
  2. Cranberry flats.  Also to the south of the city, but on the opposite bank from bare-ass beach. This beach is a walk down a nature trail. Its a nice little oasis. You could be a million miles away here. The crowd that go there are mostly men, and I would suggest that its mostly gay. People are friendly and respectful here too. No spring break crowd or stepping over cups and cans left on the sand. Its awesome.

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    Cranberry Flats. https://www.tripadvisor.ca/LocationPhotoDirectLink-g155043-d7603128-i191938490-Cranberry_Flats_Conservation_Area-Saskatoon_Saskatchewan.html
  3. Poplar bluffs. This little gem is one that I only discovered recently. Its closer than bare ass beach. You can drive your car to a nearby parking lot then its a quick walk to the beach along side the river. The beach is long, and uncrowded. Its a really gem spot. I don’t know how I could have missed it before!
  4. Fred Heal canoe launch. This is another recent discovery of mine. Just a really awesome beach. Not as big as bare ass, or poplar bluffs, but a great spot. I went there recently and it was very busy, but then it was a hot sunny weekend day.

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    Fred Heal Canoe launch beach.  http://chiefwhitecapwaterway.ca/plan-your-trip/canoe-routes/
  5. The beach by the north bridge in the city. This is a big sandbar. Its a nice spot, but it gets busy with a mix of college types, and families. Its ok but I prefer a more laid back scene.
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    The beach by the north bridge. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13H29qqumt

    So there you go, not bad for a big old province in the middle of the great white north, eh?

Musings from a Saskatoon Café…. Changes…

Hi Bloggers,

I had a day off yesterday. I went gym, worked out (overhead press, power cleans, one hand dumbbell rows, lunges, high step ups… good workout 😉 ). I had some downtime in the afternoon. It was a warm day. Full sunshine, very little breeze. No bugs. It was approaching perfect, in the shade.

I had a problem with my bike back wheel hub, so I packed that in the car and drove down to a back street near Broadway. I took the wheel into the shop, and an enthusiastic bike repair guy took my wheel and after putting the special tool into the vice, he cranked the wheel by hand a couple of times, and tightened the nut that keeps the sprocket cassette in one piece. Awesome, job done, I can enjoy my bike again. I asked him ‘what’s the damage’ and he replied, ‘no charge’ (thank you again Bike Doctor!).

So I put the bike wheel back in my car boot, and walked on down (as in the Door’s song – but not walked on down the hall – The End…) to the main part of Broadway. In the summer the city really comes alive. There are hipsters, and bearded guys, lgbt folks, families, immigrants, couples, and all types walking the streets. Its a real parade of people.

The city allows cafes and restaurants to extend their outdoor spaces into the parking lane which makes for a nice outdoors area for the several months a year that this climate allows. Its a real treat. I walked into Museo Café and ordered a latte, and a lime cheesecake slice. I took a spot outside, in the shade. Cars drive by in the lane right next to where I was sitting and it was a little disconcerting because you want to glance up each time a bus or truck or car comes by. I thought maybe facing away from the traffic might have been a better strategy.

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The lime cheesecake was divine. I brought my books with me. I flipped through my borrowed copy of ‘Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff.’ I’m so inspired by this book I bought my boss a copy as his going away gift. I sure hope he reads it and applies some of the many simple lessons in loving-kindness and inner peace.

So I am going through some changes. We are all going through changes. Change is inevitable. Change is the only constant. One of the simple anecdotal lessons or whatever is the in the book. It says there is a Buddhist teaching (apologising to any Buddhist practitioners that I might offend by my interpretation) … it says that everything comes from something, it is made or formed, and it will return to nothing in time. For instance, a glass may be a glass now, but at some time it was sand or whatever, and in the future it will return to shattered glass, dust or maybe even be recycled to something else. The point is that everything will break, degrade and return to some other state.

We are all temporary, all our belongings are temporary, nothing is absolutely permanent. This provides us with a way of coming to terms with the changes in our lives. I copied the lyrics to David Bowie’s ‘Changes’ because I think that might sum up the situation pretty good right now.

I am grateful for those who have helped me, and continue to help me in my journey. I am remorseful for any harm I have done in any of my actions. I have some work to do as an individual, I am not yet fully developed in some aspects of life.

Hugs to all. Hands to heart centre. The light in me honours the light in you. Namaste.

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Source MetroLyrics http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/davidbowie/changes.html

“Changes” David Bowie

I still don’t know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
And every time I thought I’d got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I’ve never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I’m much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(Turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes
Don’t want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(Turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can’t trace time

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They’re quite aware of what they’re going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(Turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes
Don’t tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(Turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes
Where’s your shame
You’ve left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can’t trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace
I’m going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes
Oh, look out you rock ‘n rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(Turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes
Pretty soon now you’re gonna get older
Time may change me
But I can’t trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can’t trace time

Changing the channel….

Hi Bloggers,

So I’m changing things up. Its been a fairly interesting time with the changing situation in my domestic life. It’s just not working. I don’t need to get into details or disrespect anyone, I just need to say that my life is changing, and I’m ok with it.

There’s a ton of stuff to work through, but it will all happen in good time. Meanwhile, I am very grateful for the people who have emerged in my life in a challenging time to be there to support me, to listen, and to provide some good feedback.

This week, I’m going camping. A chance to get away from all the stuff that is going on, and to just chill. When I get back, I will be moving to another place to live. Probably a house share deal or something like that. My immediate family will be heading back to Australia in December. I will miss my kids, and I hope things work out well for my wife.

I’ll probably be out of the loop for a week or so, unless I can find a terminal or laptop or something.

And, don’t worry, I feel great!

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Blossom – the daily prompt

via Daily Prompt: Blossom

Blossom, conjures images of spring, flowers, that wonderful feint aroma of delicate fragrances that emanate from the garden. Not like the overpowering assault on the nasal passage that you get when you pass by the perfume counters at department stores, something much more organic, and subtle.

My garden is blossoming. Its wonderful to see the flowers, with their colours and textures, as they bob in the breeze, their stems resisting the tension placed on them by the breeze, oscillating, back and forth, a natural spring and damper system at work, somewhat like a young engineer might study in class, yet immensely more beautiful and powerful than a clinical diagram of a spring and a piston, accompanied by a differential equation in mechanical mathematics.

The insects fly around, intoxicated by the heady aromas, they are in a frenzy of pollen collecting and incidental fertilization of the plants. They are driven, by perhaps millions of years of evolution, instinctively drawn to the sweetness in the flowers. For them, its a about survival. The birds, they too are drawn to these wonders of nature. The bugs provide a tempting game, and the garden provides the ideal environment for their quarry.

A blossom is like a woman’s sex. Layers and folds of wonderful promise. Changing in texture, and shape, and fullness. As the birds and insects are drawn, so is a man to this wonderful creation. The subtle sensations, the taste, the smell, its all just part of natures plan. It’s an intoxicating blend of pheromones and pleasant smells, and the taste, it can be so subtle, delicate, organic, orgasmic!

A person can blossom too, as they grow, their personalities are revealed. Sometimes challenged, sometimes humble, sometimes the aggressor, always evolving with experience. All wonderfully unique.

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The Date Stamp

So I sign a lot of invoices. One of the office staff gave me a date stamp. I think this might have been because she had watched me sign one invoice, check the date on the computer, write the date on the invoice, then sign another invoice, and have to check the date again on my computer, and so on and so forth, for about a dozen invoices at a time….

This thing is awesome. Such a simple thing. So much simple fun!

 

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Create – Daily Prompt

 

via Daily Prompt: Create

Create havoc.

Create space.

Create a mess.

Create an album.

Create a masterpiece.

Create a big pile of shit.

CREATE an acronym:

Custard Reloading Engaging Artificial Testosterone Erections

Contagious Religion Enters Absolute Tantric Energy

Cadavers Revived Energy Association Tent Embassy

Create the universe.

Create a myth.

Create dysfunction.

Create tension.

Create conflict.

Create life.

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