New Becomings

  Slipping into a nebulous void, an insidious breadth and depth, weightless, yet heavy to the wandering mind. Reeling in and out of reality, crashing into the walls of corporeality and hitting the coveted ceiling; heavens or annihilations. All those flies of bygone beliefs are still desperately trying to escape through sealed windows to the future outside. Life flickers and fades as the viewfoils of time slowly unravel in the almighty projector once portraying a divine storyline – in these moments, Truth reveals itself, in fits and starts, in togethers and aparts. The hollow echo of grand anecdotes and abandoned laughter is a tragicomedy with a variety of obscure monologues, punchlines, and epilogues. Melancholy and nostalgia braid a kind of mirthful misery in the theatre of existence. The outer world continues to swirl, oblivious to all the grief and gratitude attending the performance inside – revealing revenants from other dimensions, reminding the congregation of what still...

Codes, patterns, archetypes, frequencies, particles and waves - We are all of these; manifested and manifesting. Since about the age of 15, I began a journey of trying to decipher these uniquely embodied qualities. The intangible energies that animate our behaviours and aspirations are more relevant to our existence than the physical bodies we develop, maintain, and watch decay in the density of this corporeal reality; and when these archetypal codes are understood to a degree of mental/emotional clarity - synchronous effects and visceral edification appear like lighthouses in the darkness created by the fears of our unanswered questions.  40 years later, I continue to use those lighthouses as guideposts, a hermit's lantern, to make decisions that may not seem rational at the time- yet, I have never been steered wrong. My life is a testament to it; slowly and steadily manifesting/discovering more than my mind alone can predict. I cannot see beyond the next lighthouse, but I trust t...

It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? Dr. Seuss Time: The concept is innate and easy, yet feels dubious when thought gets too involved, and suspect with fear when the end is near. Physically; the creation and development, energy and excitement, then the entropy and atrophy... a life of corporeal existence and extant continuance, until such time... Mentally; the germination of self, infantile axioms to prove oneself alive and historic... busy-ness and boredom weaving a story to invariably tell, until such time... Emotionally; nascent sensibilities evolve towards sapience... lower vibrations of anger and impatience heighten to acceptance and relaxed curiosity, until such time... Spiritually; formative resolutions without any words, resigned and carefree fatalism... waiting out its birth unto oblivion, until such time... Time Flies when it's borrowed.  Time waits for no one, whether you...

RULES :   There are no rules; players make them up and choose how to follow them. Groups of players may get together to choose rules that they collectively want, the more people playing within the same rules will affect their own gameplay and that of others nearby (socially, psychologically, physically, emotionally, and/or spiritually). OBJECTIVE: At the start of the game, the main objective is to stay alive. Other objectives come into play as you move through the game. Objectives vary, depending on player, where they are in the game, and what rules they've chosen to play by. Objectives may change throughout the game. BEGINNING: In the beginning, you are born with what The Machine randomly gives you; DNA, parents and their rules, location, type of society and its rules, privileges and/or drawbacks. You may not change these and they affect your decisions throughout the game. As you move through the game, you may change your location or society when you have gained enough "matur...

Certain mornings rouse rumblings that only seem to matter when it's dark and weary; the to-do list too long to list, the has-beens and what-ifs... Light streams through sun motes, sanitizing them in a display of keeping busy. Though that frenzy of foreshadowing soon settles into old, habitual mind-crevices, neglected again, until the contamination gets too big to be ignored. No amount of cleaning the internal house can guarantee, assure, or solve anything. If only these enigmas were deciphered with logical deductions and the best of brooms. The oracle's answers, riddled with mystery, only make sense afterwards; when all is said and done, it reasons: that was how it was meant to go. The cluttering and muttering seem to waste time and space - it's bothersome but there's nothing left to do, except buy and sell, eat, drink, and excrete, collect and forget, dance and sing, listen, learn, write and read, and make messes to be swept... yet, Be Still through it all, centered am...

  Autumn is portending outside, seeping from an ending into an anxious beginning; knowing what is coming but unsure of how it will go. Summer has been more of a contemplation than a vacation, where presence took a look around and didn't want to join the preoccupied party. The sound of creaking tin, barking dogs, and logging trucks in the distance, ride on the wind through open windows, colouring the silence of 4am.   The previous way of spending days no longer holds the same satisfaction, yet continues to bait and switch as if there is a problem with it. No apologies or excuses can explain the changes, though there's no need to justify what's happening; it is simply time passing with guarded ease, deepening wrinkles, and falling leaves - the extant stuff of observation to those beyond a certain age, judiciously accepting their years. Melancholy merriment, complacent discontent; incongruent comforts fill the spaces in. More and more, fleeting moments of bliss belie the ench...

What's in a name? A whole lot, apparently. I have been a school board Trustee for 6 months and it's been quite the learning curve. It would have been nice to have a couple of months to review the major things coming for decision, as most of the Trustees are new, but we were immediately immersed in many years' worth of board decisions. One of the things up for further decision at our very first meeting was the rebranding/renaming of a school that had been consolidated with another. It has become a heated issue in our area. And I will begin by stating that this is my personal opinion and I am still learning... In 2017, the board moved to 'rebrand' 2 schools that had been consolidated out of 3 (1 school closed), there was no mention of 'renaming' in that motion. 6 years later, when students from that time have since graduated, we were given a report that said the name of the school, Chippewa, was offensive, "How can they move forward with an offensive name...