“We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails”.
— Bertha Calloway
Thank goodness, 2022 is coming to a close.
I experienced wretched pain this year. But I also had some incredible experiences. I met some amazing people. I reconnected with (old) friends. You were all there when I needed you the most. Thank you.
I don't drink alcohol or use cannabis products. So to ease my pain I had conversations with friends, wrote out my thoughts, reflected. Instead of getting into a rebound relationship, I spent my days volunteering with non-profit organizations. I spent my nights exercising, keeping my mind and body healthy.
I've been single for seven months. I'm finally emotionally ready to move on. I'm entering the new year with an open heart. Bring on 2023!
I love to laugh. Who doesn't? But more importantly, there are health benefits to laughing. To inspire a spontaneous fit of chuckles and giggles, check out this classic Sesame Street clip below. It's a scream!
I just watched a documentary on the history of the automat. It's fabulous. New York, Mel Brooks, Colin Powell. It has it all. I only wish I could go to an automat for lunch... If only I had a time machine!
I noticed mental health and wellness has been a central topic in the media this December. I wasn't going to share more about my personal struggles this year. But I have been reading a lot about how sharing is important. It's cathartic but may also help someone else.
I had so many plans this summer. Being my first summer vacation in 10 years, I was excited. But plans fell through. A bad breakup will do that to you. My summer consisted of boxes of tissues and blurry eyes. Each morning I woke up -- my body aching, feeling as if I had been dragged 200 miles, kicked in the stomach and punched in the chest. The pain that radiated throughout my body was excruciating. Nothing seemed important anymore. I felt worthless and useless. It was an inner struggle to carry on every day, to see myself in the mirror, to do basic things like have a shower, get dressed and eat. I wanted to give up and give in so many times. I couldn't take the pain anymore. I even prayed to higher powers to let me slip away, to "go gentle into that good night". It was my mother that sat with me day and night. She witnessed my pain. I talked. She listened. She encouraged me to express my emotions, to "let the pain out" but not to give up on life.
Broken heart syndrome is real. I know because I experienced the symptoms. If you are going through heartbreak, reach out. Email (old) friends. Email family members. You can email me. But don't go it alone!
Let's hope 2023 is better all around, for everyone.
Indigenous peoples and communities continue to suffer at the hands of the petrochemical industry. VICE put together a documentary on the Chemical Valley in Sarnia, Ontario. I watched this documentary years ago but it is worth revisiting. When creating Land Acknowledgements, may it serve as inspiration.
horoscopes are
for the deluded
the fool lost
dreaming
caught in fake
and fantasy
always hoping
for something
but never
quite getting there
my neighbour’s elf light
and strands of twinkly bulbs
decorating their front yard
try hard but can’t compete
with the stars shining
in the midnight black sky:
nature 1, holiday decor 0.
At a recent UN biodiversity conference, the UN Secretary-General António Guterres sounded the alarm on environmental destruction. His remarks below:
Ecosystems have become playthings of profit.
With our bottomless appetite for unchecked and unequal economic growth, humanity has become a weapon of mass extinction.
We are treating nature like a toilet.
And ultimately, we are committing suicide by proxy.
O. Henry (1905) wrote a short story called, "Gifts of the Magi". Are you familiar with it? The story involves a married couple and the sacrifices they make to buy each other gifts at Christmas. Well, you're in for a real treat. In 1978, Sesame Street did their own version of this story. It's a holiday delight!
walking through
the emergency room
i have flashbacks
to last winter
spending hours, days
watching my dad
lying on a stretcher
hooked up to iv
and heart monitors
frail and scared
and me escaping
every now and again
into a dimly lit hallway
so he wouldn’t see
my face splashed
with tears
I usually don't post on my blog about celebrities, but I felt this was appropriate. I just heard the news about Céline Dion's rare neurological condition, stiff-person syndrome.
Céline's amazing voice and music have been a part of my life since I was a pre-teen. I have relied on her songs to get me through some of my darkest days, giving me "courage" and inspiration to continue on.
I send my love to Céline and her family at this time.
Dabney Coleman plays Tom Hank's father in the film, You've Got Mail. In the dialogue excerpt below, Coleman talks to Hanks about how he is getting divorced for the second or third or forth time.
most of the year
my body was
drenched in gasoline
he just lit the match
that set me on fire
burning at the stake
inferno:
maybe
december snowflakes
can put out the blaze.
in the great hall
the architecture is exquisite
[circa 1920s]
i stand admiring
as people text and talk
with one eye on the clock
a sense of hurry and hustle
endless motion and distraction
and me depending on you
to figure out where we are going
next
disappointment
is like finding out
the knitted cardigan
you wanted and
spent years
combing through
thrift store racks for
is made out of
coarse wool, itchy
and dry-clean only:
unwearable fashion.
i'm seeing more
and more people
taking their cats
for a walk
on a leash:
it doesn't seem right
i want to run up
untether
and set the cat free
run
kitty
run.
I received my alumni newsletter. Following the salutation, the first line reads: "We wish 2022 has been as successfull [sic] as you intended for it to be!"
Wait. Let's talk about language for a minute.
How do you define "success"? How do you measure success? Do you consider yourself successful?
I used to consider myself successful if I met certain academic expectations. Now I consider myself successful if I have:
1. work-life balance;
2. family and friends who support and encourage me to be the best I can be;
3. mental wellness; and
4. daily happiness.
I challenge you to redefine your version of "success" and be your best self.
yellow and black strips
keep buzzing around me
buzz, buzz, buzzing
landing on my hand
and then on the patch of sunlight
kissing my leg
i whoosh away their wings
but they keep zig-zagging
back to me
you’d think i was as sweet
as a red delicious apple
or as appealing as one
Yes, I should be writing about education workers striking. I support walkouts. But I attended a teaching conference for the past two days and talked a lot about pedagogy and education. So, instead I’m going to share with you a cover of "Last Christmas". It might just cheer you up and put you in the holiday mood! When I say "holiday mood", I don’t mean hitting the malls and maxing out your credit cards. I mean getting together with people you care about and decorating the tree. I missed years of tree decorating. This year I'm getting my tree decorating on! I'm also throwing out my Grinch and Scrooge persona and baking homemade gingerbread cookies. By the way, if you're looking for something fun to do in a couple of weeks -- I would recommend attending the Toronto Santa Claus Parade. I've been a few times myself and it's always a good time.
P.S. There are great screen adaptations of Dickens' A Christmas Carol. However, the book is wonderful too (one of my favourites). Pick up a copy from your local library and find out why!
next stop
dundas station
i get up from my seat
and exit the train
lost in a sea of ryerson
toronto metropolitan university students
i look up
i’m at king road
on my way to you
214 miles
until i breathe your air
i’ve known you since
i was 4 years old
your wild curves
your sunsets
the stars that cover
your sky
your roots run
deep in me
north barrie
highway 400
80 km/h
everyone is going over 100
follow the orange lines
i’m headed to god’s country
It's that time of year again. Trees are losing their leaves. Yellow, red and orange line the streets. Halloween is fast approaching! I really enjoy celebrating the pagan holiday by carving pumpkins. Check out some of my past carvings below. I have also started making homemade pumpkin pies. If you like the taste of pumpkin, you should give it a try. It will be, hands down, the best pumpkin pie you will ever eat!
This post is dedicated to supporting Indigenous communities. This is a working post and will be updated on an ongoing basis. If you have any resources that you would like to share, please post them in the comment section below. Thank you!
my computer wallpaper
changed autonomically
to a picture with mountains
and autumn trees
and a lake reflecting the
change of seasons --
a metaphor for life
that seems so relevant
to me right now
well played macbook air.
i was content
mittens, toque, winter coat
curled up on a lawn chair
embracing the october chill
reading about politics
and capitalism and revolution
then it started to rain —
i didn’t mind but the book
i was reading protested
water and paper
don’t mix.
bubba watson is a name
i’m more familiar with
than my own name
and i don’t even play golf
i’ll have to start:
point me in the direction of the green
i’ll bring the pink golf balls.
This song has all the ingredients of a good country song. It references trucks, beer and god. I'm not much of a country music fan but this song... I could listen to all night.
looking into the mirror
there's something about my eyes
they were always the colour blue
but now more blue
heavy with sadness
on the verge of tears
full of regret
oh, to be happy again
René Descartes famously states, "I think, therefore I am".
Since I'm interested in teaching, I'm wondering how this philosophical statement can be modified for teachers and other educators?
I propose:
I learn, therefore I teach.
Any other thoughts? Share below.
A friend of mine went to a wedding this past weekend. She told me that she had a great time. I'm glad she did, but thinking about weddings (and going to one) is the last thing I want to do. I can't even watch a Hallmark movie. Romantic comedies are out!
Weddings are expensive events. The ring, dress, venue. But weddings are also about love, right? They're about celebrating two imperfect people, coming together, vowing to spend their lives together. Perhaps they're even best friends.
Oddly enough, studies have been conducted on marriage and happiness and what it means to marry your best friend. Murray refers to one such study, published by the National Bureau of Economics Research. Murray writes:
One reason the study gives for why marriages remain so satisfying, is the role of friendship. The study found that the “well-being effects of marriage are about twice as large for those whose spouse is also their best friend.”
Since we’re talking about marriage and friendship, I thought I would end this post with a few good friendship quotes:
“Don’t make friends who are comfortable to be with. Make friends who will force you to lever yourself up.” — Thomas J. Watson
“Friendship is accepting a person with all their qualities — good and bad.” — Mohanlal
“If you are ever lucky enough to find a weirdo, never let them go.” — Matthew Gray Gubler
“Real friendship, like real poetry, is extremely rare — and precious as a pearl.” — Tahar Ben Jelloun
“Ultimately the bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation.” — Oscar Wilde
“When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand.” — Henri Nouwen
“True friends are always together in spirit.” — L.M. Montgomery
I was having an Annie Lennox moment when I came across this TED video. I encourage you to grab a tea, take a 20 minute break and watch it.
Andrew Solomon talks about how his struggles growing up have made him into the man he is today. Solomon says that it is through struggle and adversity that we can “Forge meaning and build identity”. He explains, “Forging meaning is about changing yourself” and “Building identity is about changing the world”.
How/what will you change today?
Birds chirping
Engines accelerating
Horns honking
Hum of traffic
passing by
Air conditioner spinning
Dogs barking
Neighbour shouting
Airplanes making their way
through a cloudy sky
Cacophony of sound
That used to bother me
Now I welcome
To drown the sadness
Chaos inside my head
It’s the silence I dread