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Hello... Please remove me from your mailing. Although I enjoy your writing immensely I am really trying to discipline myself regarding email. Best of luck with your future endeavors., DW

1C / 34F, strong westerly wind, overcast blue gray with a strip of magenta painted along the horizon - the geese are gone from the lagoon, it’s empty but for a pair of ducks

ghoul-morning everybody this ‘All Hallows Eve’ , a day of myth & fun, a day for the disembodied spirits of all those who have died throughout the preceding year coming back in search of living bodies to possess for the next year; among us in the cold in the dark in the life of those without as much hope as we have . . or who hear things go bump in the night, there are those who need our hand, our touch, our word, our smile . . .

. . . to remind them there are better days ahead . . . smoother paths to follow

I have to get ready for a meeting & dash . .

Happy Halloween !

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-3C / 27 F, brilliantly sunny quiet interrupted by honking squawking geese landing on the lagoon across the road – not enough for a flock, more than a gaggle – they are saying ‘why go south, it’s really nice here in Calgary’, maybe they are saying much more

they’ve come down with arctic air flow, origins many thousands of miles away where they spent summer raising young & vacationing - they probably stopped in Yellowknife or Fort Smith or Edmonton . . to rest & refuel

"GOOSE, n. A bird that supplies quills for writing. These, by some occult process of nature, are penetrated and suffused with various degrees of the bird's intellectual energies and emotional character, so that when inked and drawn mechanically across paper by a person called an "author," there results a very fair and accurate transcript of the fowl's thought and feeling. The difference in geese, as discovered by this ingenious method, is considerable: many are found to have only trivial and insignificant powers, but some are seen to be very great geese indeed."

- Ambrose Bierce

just when we least expect it, the phone might ring with a new opportunity, or an email might arrive with sage advice, or a thought will connect with an item on the page will connect with somebody and that conversation will connect with something new & old all at the same time

my Saturday was a magical collision of people & ideas day . . today will be too

as I venture into uncharted water I need advice from many sources on a variety of issues, while screening out some sources diplomatically

openly seeking advice is something I have not done often enough in the past

time to change that – I’ll start by listening to those geese

SM’s 50th party last night was superbly stylish & cool - thanks for inviting me

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Just curious about the comment below (re: politics). I saw in Thursday's BLOG that you mentioned "Calgary Currie". I live in Currie and was a supporter of defeated PC incumbent Jon Lord. I may be able to give you some guidance, direction or just add to the discussion... I practice law in the area of municipal development issues., CD

6C / 39F, fresh & sunny . . Gusta looking true to breed now as her coat thickens & lengthens . . . frequent vacuuming makes me a little crazy but watching her run in the wind makes it worthwhile; the neighbourhood rife with Halloween décor, Gusta doesn’t quite know what to make of it all, thinking some decorations must be animals to play with . . . whoa girl, whoa girl

at a recent Toastmasters meeting we went round the room to discuss our thoughts on competition & being competitive – which I am, unabashedly – it was interesting to see a number of cases where people I thought would describe themselves as competitive who did not; on the other hand, some surprised me with descriptions of just how competitive they are

whether we compete for a job, for some business, for the limelight, for a prize . . . or just for the minimal sustenance of life [as Frankl describes so well], the forces that drive us intrigue me – the energy levels, the adrenalin, the harnessing of them . . generates momentum

I like momentum; I like winning too & win or lose I get better each time I compete

this has been a great busy & successful week on personal & professional fronts . . . momentum . . energy . . . momentum

today I compete to win some business from an unknown competitor, a 2 way contest; my energy level rises, I prepare . . . less anxious, the week’s momentum keeps rolling

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Mark, I wish you all the best in your foray into politics. With your insight and wisdom, I know you'll be very successful. Take care., TJ

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Mark your timing is impeccable - all week this topic has been cropping up! I have been reading articles, books and listening to Deepak (via audio) and the convergence point is "what REALLY are your desires"? This is the extra push I needed to sit down and noodle it through. Thanks for your inspiration. I have NO idea how I got on this list!, klk

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Hi Mark, Glad to hear you're going to attempt to clean up local politics. I'm sureyou'll think me terribly pedantic but I have to pick you up on your phraseology. The term "to beg the question" does not mean to prompt a line of enquiry. I quote the absolute authority on this: Robert H. Thouless in his handy little book "Straight and Crooked Thinking." now sadly out of print. I read it when I was 18 as a prelude to my university studies as I was worried that I would open my mouth and reveal myself to be a provincial hick. The sleeve notes tell us that "intellectual honesty is not necessarily incompatible with public speaking". I'm sure that lies behind all that you aim to say. Anyway begging the question means to assume what has to be proved in any given case without clearly defining it. eg: Are those people who profess to be Christians but drink or get divorced or are gay really Christians? If you say no, you are begging the question. In which case, what IS a Christian? (no need to answer, this is just a hypothetical example). If you say yes, your definition of a Christian is a more all-encompassing and probably more realistic one to define a complex group of complex people. I would recommend anyone to search the second hand bookstores for this book. It's extremely detailed and a tough read but it will really sharpen your mental and verbal skills. I still use it all the time to throw my detractors into disarray. However since you asked us, I don't know what success looks like because it's an abstract noun. Thouless has some intriguing stuff to say on that too. xxx from Shelagh, SK

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You might be interested in Jack Canfield's book "the Success Principles” -- How to get from where you are to where you want to be" and another book that just makes you think deeper is Jon Kabat-Zinn's book "Wherever You go There You Are". I love to read motivational books, especially those that have a message of change that, with the spirit of open-mindedness, may bring about a positive result for me. Whether it be a more peaceful attitude, a better understanding of why I've done some of the things I've done or opening me up to new ideas, perspectives and concepts, it's all worth the effort to me. Have a great weekend!, cc

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Hi. I understand your challenges regarding all the inner and outer hoops and loops necessary to take on this wonder-full life! And about honouring past important people in our lives! Yes, that shows up regularly in all our lives! My impulses are playing havoc with me as I prepare to caretake my mother and my aunt at the end of November. My formidable Ma's body is falling apart and my dear aunt's mind is!!! And of course they are two women who teach me where I could be or may be, with or without my attention to care taking self. Although I do 'get' that caretaking our inner and outer world gives us more of an opportunity to age grace-fully. Time and experience will reveal the truth about that! I truly felt fed facilitating a 4 week series in October. Now I am looking to feed and be fed in other ways during in November. We may run a daylong Saturday November 19th ! Since the need appears to be there, all we can do is ful-fill a need huh? Warmly, LM

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Mark interesting lists you made up, interesting in what is missing, where is your spiritual renewal ? I ask not only as a Christian but as a curiosity to why its missed out.? SUZY SF

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Great BLOG you've put together here... I hope you keep it going, it's pretty interesting., GD

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Hey, you have a great blog here! I'm definitely going to bookmark you!, anon

mitten time now, -5C / 25 F this morning, clear sky; our walk serine – disturbed only by yappy lap dogs roaming back yards

running on adrenaline works for a while, but then it’s just time to crash, which I did last night about 8:30

it was nice to bump into NP yesterday – nice to see you after such a long time !

a question I am going to be asking a lot of people over the next few months, especially in Calgary Currie, is this one: ‘if you could change anything about how our provincial government operates, what would it be & what would success look like for you ?’

which of course begs a bigger question, one for each of us in our own lives:
‘what does success look like for you ? . . for me ? ’

I don’t wrestle with that one, but I reflect on it when I pull out that list of desires & talents that Chopra encouraged me to keep when I read ‘The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success’; I did mine about 12 years ago

I realize – as I do this – I have not shared these lists with very many people, perhaps 5 or 6 along the way

maybe it’s time

I found making a list was a very empowering thing, hard to do . . but well worth it

I encourage you to try it

just write down some things that represent your inner-most desires & your talents.

then look at it again in a day, a week or a month – decide if it is still relevant, if there are important things missing . . if priorities are appropriately placed

my list took several months to resolve to a point where I felt it reflected me & those things that drive me

I’ve changed precious little since then – but it is still an important reminder for me when I look at it regularly, as compass, conscience & reminder – especially on those days when I get down on myself when I need a reminder of who I am & what I strive for

My desires:
To change the world a little
To have challenging creative work to do
To be rich with great friendships
To have laughter every day
To have someone to love
To be loved
To have a refreshing sleep
To spend time enjoying my family
To have fitness & health
To write and publish books, articles & a play
To create a great building
To enjoy financial security
To plan & build a great home
To spend time golfing

My unique talents:
I never give up !
I am creative
I am good at identifying and solving problems
I am effective at seeing the big picture . .and relating to small decisions
I am a very effective negotiator
I am good at developing business ideas
I am skilful in helping people solve business problems
I am perceptive, sensitive and insightful
I am a caring and capable lover
I am a great parent
I am a good writer
I am compassionate
I am a good friend

I’ve had a great long sleep, leftover pizza [all the food groups represented] for breakfast, jolt of java & I am ready to rock ‘n roll

have a great day using your talents to achieve your desires

Mark

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A day late but never the $ short! Add me to your campaign trail.......previous door knocking experience I have.....always looking for an opportunity to buy new shoes. All kidding aside Mark, this would be a great opportunity for you and for your riding and you know what they say about "opportunity knocking". Take Care! Bp

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If I recall correctly (and I do of course for as you know it was one of life's moments for me!) you were also" mustache-less" that last time you shaved your beard. Your news did also leave me thinking about coincidences related to these two events past and present...., SC

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"- all of the above", the caveats being I'm not wealthy and already work a 60 hour week. If you were to run municipally corporate contributions would flow, provincially not so much. Call when you're ready to make the leap and I'll be there., RH

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Gusta was on the trail of something interesting, sniffing the darkness, finding an invisible trail where some critter had rambled; 2C / 36F in south Calgary this morning, strong breeze

the unknown is not an unexplored continent, a mountain to be climbed or a river to swim across, just exploration of 5” X 5” inside our skull . . . our own private domain of adventure, of dreaming

dreaming what can be

dreaming what we can accomplish

dreaming what reality can be, then waking up to make it happen

when is the best time to start making dreams come true ?

why not every day . . in every thing we do ? how scary can it be ?

an early meeting downtown necessitates early start . . . & . . depart !

have a great day !

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Mark, "JUST DO IT" You WILL make a difference..you have my vote. L.A.

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If you were running for office in the United States - in my area – you would definitely have my vote - and I could rustle up a whole lot of support for you. We need sensitive, thinking, caring, intelligent, honest people in office - not those run by lobbyists and special interests! LBK

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mmmmm Politics... I used to be addicted. My interest in politics was formed during the years I spent working for the Canada West Foundation -- my boss and mentor, Dr. David Elton, was passionate about public policy, especially about how it affected western Canada, and he taught me a lot about the Canadian political system. TheFoundation was very active at that time (the 80's) in the "western alienation" issue (and softwood lumber -- it's been going on forever it seems) and during my time there I was given the opportunity to get to know some well-known, respected political and business figures, who had similar passion for righting the wrongs as Dr. Elton, including Senator Manning and his son Preston, Senator Barootes, Peter Lougheed, James Richardson, Jim Grey, Stan Roberts and many others. I felt privileged to listen and learn from these people. I was an active participant in the rise of the Reform Association and eventually the Reform Party and I was even asked to run but then I participated in a leadership convention and that was enough for me. Never in my life have I seen such a display of poor taste and conduct. I pretty muchknew then that I wasn't cut out to participate at that level, especially when such behaviour was just a normal part of the process. Naiveté at it's best I guess! Anyway, that's a very long story just to say good luck. I hope it works out as you hope. If you want help, just ask -- if I can, I definitely will., CC

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Hello, My name is XXX XXXXX and I live in Houston. I have no idea how I got on your list but I wanted to let you know I do enjoy your daily musings. Do we know each other?, PMcK

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Mark, I think a beard shows character and indicates wisdom., BB

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Mark, I'm in Calgary but not in your riding. Still, you've got my vote. We've got plenty of politicians, very few statesmen. Go be a statesman., RH

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Just got my power back on, Mark. It’s a wonderful thing! Minimal damage to my condo and the surrounding vegetation but having no water or electricity makes you really rethink a style of living that has long been forgotten…at least by me! Naples will take some time to recover from this one. Our well-built lavish homes were constructed to “hurricane code” so they faired well but the older homes of migrants and workers on the other coast are really in bad shape. I’m trying to piece together the details of a 2 day old story…when I didn’t have the luxury of TV. Thanks for asking…, LH

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13C / 55F, strong warm breeze . . . we walked in twilight, Gusta got confused when the two rabbits she wanted to play with took off in opposite directions . . .

KT leaves this morning for Puerto Vallarta for somewhere between 4 months & a life time – a warm weather writer’s paradise & tranquility await – I’m jealous & will miss the daily connection

there are times our actions differ from our words, thoughts & ideas – then too there are times when long held thoughts, desires & ideas that have been stored can be sprung with a tiny trigger

recently I was approached at a function, discussion of PC politics ensued ending with someone saying ‘why don’t you run ?’

tiny trigger indeed !

this is something I’ve considered from time to time over the past 20 years or so, but always there was something in the way – kids to raise, a divorce to finish, too busy, not busy enough – there was always a ‘raison non’ . . . but in my belly this has always been a strong desire, it has always intrigued me, something where I felt I could do a good job, make a difference & feel effective

there are no ‘nerve/timing/opportunity/state of my life’ roadblocks facing me

KC said it best, ‘Mark, you’ve made the decision or we wouldn’t be having this conversation – you are just looking for validation.” . . perhaps so ; when enough research, cogitation & consultation has taken place, it will be time to decide, then act

one clear decision I needed to make is obvious one for anyone involved in elected politics, which is: ‘lose the beard’

so I’m beard-less this morning, something I’ve been 1 yr out of the last 20, mustache-less for the first time in about 30 yrs; looking more round-faced than I remember

I’d love to hear from any musers who might wish to support me & help in any way, in particular those living in the Calgary Currie Provincial constituency; I’ll be seeking your support

lunch with daughter Carla who is in town today !

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KL is fortunate to have received communication from her sister and it's goodto hear all is well -- I haven't been able to reach my brother, who lives inWest Palm Beach, Florida, by any form of communication. Yes, I am veryworried, especially because I can't reach them, but I am fairly confidentthat they are okay -- physically anyway. From the news reports it lookedlike that area got hit very hard by the back wall of the hurricane., CC

chilly wind from the west whistling through the tall grass mutes distant traffic noise, 2C / 36F, as we walked the lagoon route, sky lit by a ¾ moon & billions of lights – it’s holding steady, I am sure it’s not falling

it would be nice to open a paper or turn on the TV without there being a disaster, war, plague or political blunder staring us in the face – I am certain the sky is not falling, but just one day it would be nice to know that chicken little had taken the day off

news of hurricane mayhem remind me of a trip to Cozumel & Cancun a number of years ago; what a shame so much has been destroyed – reminder the Mayans had it right when they built very little near the coast, securing their communities & buildings inland, Tullum being the exception to that

to LH & any other musers in the path of trouble – walls may tumble & water will rise, but I am pretty sure the sky is not falling

hope you are all well & warm & dry

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Mark, say a little prayer for my sister Linda....Naples was hit with the eye of Wilma. We are all waiting up here to hear from her. I am confident she is safe, first knowing Linda would have prepared correctly and second knowing her location in Naples. Wilma is moving fast thank God, so a prayer for all those who were and are in her path., KL

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I haven't had a chance to read many of your musings lately. I've either beentoo busy or too nauseous! The few that I have read lately sound like you'redoing well. I'm half way through my chemo. 4 down...4 to go. My last one isscheduled for 12/30. I can't wait for 2006!, LM

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Hi Mark, my folks have had a call...she is okay. My Mom said still a terrible amount of noise in background, but the worse is over. I don't think we will ever get her out of the warm south! I was on-line with her until about 12:30 last night...tornados were being sparked all over her area at that time and she was waiting for a friend to arrive who was trying to secure their home. Once he arrived, I signed off, as I knew she wasn't alone then. Thanks for your concern....we are looking forward toChristmas in London Ontario. Linda is flying up, it is my parents 50th wedding anniversary on the 24th, and then we have a houseful as my sons, Linda's sons and grandkids et all will be at my parents...we don't often have this opportunity with everyone having lives! Looking forward to being close to my family for Christmas, first in 12 years. Miss Alberta though...., KL

I’m wondering if it’s time to consider a move back downtown - my walks out here so solitary in contrast from walking along the Bow – I miss that a little, watching walkers, joggers & traffic build in numbers & intensity as a city gets in gear on a Monday morning; it was 5C / 41F as we ventured out pre-dawn, calm – as another beautiful day of fall colour starts to blossom; while hurricanes batter everything in their path, it is so nice to enjoy this peaceful calm serene place - I wonder if it is still OK to call it Indian Summer ?

we have several SM’s on the list, but only 1 of them turns 50 today; congrats on reaching your ½ century mark; also several LM’s, one of them gets a happy b-day for 57 rings on her trunk

some changes are happening for me; less a product of events/issues requiring action, more the result of rethinking what is important vis-à-vis that which is trivial which gets me wondering - about how people change, why they change & whether we can spot it happening ?

as if I am treading water without getting wet, my feet are firmly planted in mid-air this morning - not sure exactly where I will be by day’s end, but there will be lots of thrashing about on several fronts . .

I slept fast, walked fast, read papers fast, ate fast . . so much for fasting . . . I’ll sleep later

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Mark, the version I know is from T. S. Eliot:
"At the end of all our exploring,
Will be to arrive Where we started, And know the place for the first time.", EC

Mark - here are some of things that you are good at, the things that I admire you for:Always telling the truthBeing there for your friendsKeeping a lot of your "romantic starts" as friends afterwardFitting as much as you do into each dayPutting your "all" into your projects - not doing things "half-assed".Not getting discouraged in the world of dating - always ready for NEXT!Making me laugh.I didn't cover your work, writing or speeches or the fact that you are a good cook and a good "Dad" to Gusta. Hugs, AW

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Hi Mark, (or the person who receives this)... A friend of mine forwarded one of your musings to me and i thoroughly enjoyed it. I too, go to the water each am, with my dog to write and then walk... my dog would prefer to walk first and we are working on that...it is truly a blissful, calm start to the day. I loved your honesty, re: uncertainty over getting older & wiser (nor)...it is a conundrum, no? I live on Vanc Island. So, please add me to your list, OK? Thanks a lot, CS

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“The young man knows the rules, but the old man knows the exceptions. ”
- Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.I don't need to ask how you are,still buried under your procrastinations. That's why we call it work, it's not fun getting thru the piles of it. I thought when I started fresh in Mexico it would be an easier task to handle that part, but already I have the procrastination piles. There's not enough stickies in the world for my personal filing system. I've been told to consider the repercussions of the hurricanes this year and how they will affect us in Puerto Vallarta. I guess people will still want to come to Mexico. I hope it translates into relocating some of the locals from Cancun to new jobs here because of the influx of tourists to be expected here. I need to learn to think more worldly, and I guess Mexico is my world right now, 77o 2000' overcast, has been windy and the net slow, but no hurricanes here. Sinceramente, TA

-2C / 28F, empty sky lit brilliantly; dressed in fleece I was toasty as Gusta rambled - not a single car, dog, walker, bird or child in sight. . it’s calm, peaceful & energizing

amazing twists & turns in life over the last 18 months; a big waytogo to pregnant Lauren [LR] – she wrote to advise she & Mark are going to spend their freedom55 years raising a girl arriving next spring – that is so clever - the older kids can babysit

enjoying learning, not always enjoying solutions to problems, but when they are of my own creation I guess the thud to the solar plexus comes with the territory; feeling neither older or wiser, I’m reflecting today on events of recent days

I’m not good at everything

I’m lousy at some things

I’m really good at some others

I know which is which

I’ll try to be a better sorter

how much time do we have for the things that are most important & most urgent ?

how do we allocate the piece of ourselves it takes to do those things ?

I don’t do that very well, because there are always so many good things, interesting things, prudent things & potential personal & business relationships competing for attention – and I want to do it all; sadly the result is I often leave things that are really important unattended to in favour of things that thrill more or appear more important in the moment – each day brimming with more choices than I sometimes care to confront

wise counsel of friends & looking in a mirror for clairvoyance . . it’s hard to see past the ‘yellow sticky notes’ saying ‘do me first’ , so I’ve been doing some evaluating & prioritizing – quite a few things are falling off the list as ‘not important enough to stay on this list’ ; if my life, work, play & ambitions were a piece of film, a lot would be on the cutting room floor today

my table is filled with less paper, my load is feeling a bit lighter . . . the pile of ‘do me first’ is getting smaller . . working hard to make a pile of things called ‘do me last’ which is sitting just above the waste basket . . except of course for the accounting work sitting on the dining room table

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Yummy....hot coffee, a bagel and smoked salmon cream cheese..can I come over? VBL

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Hi Mark, disappointing your children huh ? That one made me think long and hard... not sure if unconditional loving has room for disappointment? That sounds like a hurdle a bit too high too jump.. I hope we all have the loving to and from our kids that allows us to be ourselves in entirety and approved of along the way just as we do for them.... through the thick and thin times... Hope it works out for you whatever hurdle is in place...SUZY SF

Thanks Mark, that was special! , FA

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Hey Mark: My father passed away very suddenly, although not unexpected at aged 91 and three quarters, 3 weeks ago today in Halifax. Your poem about the Dash hit home and brought tears to my eyes, remembering my father's dash. It's impossible to relay all the information in that dash in a eulogy, but thinking about my father, who was my rock, I think his dash was pretty good. He had a good sense of humor, he listened well, he loved talking to people, he was a salesman, and believe me, he could have sold ice to the eskimoes. I miss him way more than I thought I would. Thanks for helping me to think about his "dash"., SB

4C / 39F, calm & too nice for snow that was predicted; refreshing !

last night’s toastmasters meeting was great fun –as usual – people continue to amuse & amaze; HB made reference to Beatrix’s favorite poem sent before for the benefit of our musing community; ‘The Dash’ . . which is always worth reprinting for the benefit of those who have not seen it before – or re-reading for those who’ve seen it before;


I'M GLAD YOU ARE IN MY DASH---

I read of a man who stood to speak At the funeral of a friend He referred to the dates on his tombstone From the beginning...to the end. He noted that first came his date of birth And spoke the following date with tears, But she said what mattered most of all Was the dash between those years. (1924-1998)

For that dash represents all the time That he spent alive on earth... And now only those who loved him Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own; The cars...the house...the cash, What matters is how we live and love And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard... Are there things you'd like to change? For you never know how much time is left, That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough To consider what's true and real, And always try to understand The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger, And show appreciation more And love the people in our lives Like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect, And more often wear a smile.. Remembering that this special dash May last only a little while.

So, when your eulogy's being read With your life's actions to rehash... Would you be proud of the things they say About how you spent your dash?

If you have received this, it means that you are truly special to the one who sent this to you.
I am glad that you're a part of my dash.



I have an early breakfast function to attend & a full day ahead . . gotta DASH !

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I'm not sure how I arrived on your email list, but I wanted to let you know how much I am enjoying your creative ruminations on everyday life. I find it reassuring, somehow, to know that others share similar thoughts, feelings frustrations and dreams. And you express yours so well. Enjoy your interesting day., ML

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Hey Mark, I certainly enjoy getting your daily emails. I must apologize that I have not called you prior to today. I have been driving around the USA looking for a specific car. Interesting as that might sound, I have found it. A rare BMW X5 found in Evergreen Colorado! Imagine my surprise. So the Honda Goldwing is now in storage here in Colorado and the car is now licensed and driving well. I will fill you in today with why I am calling you. A reminder, TA asked me to call and after receiving your emails, I think its a good time to do just that., KY

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Thank you, FC, for putting so eloquently into words what we all -- or perhaps most of us -- experience some times. It isn't popular to embrace the dark and lonely sides of the soul, but I think necessary and, in some cases, the purpose of it all. Reaching the depth, as it were, not just skimming the surface. And then, when we are freed from the fear of looking, we can find grace and light - all the better to see the path ahead. Divine Discontent, as you say. An amazing and intellectual article just came out in the Atlantic Monthly on this subject: "Lincoln's Great Depression." I highly recommend it for the soul. PM

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Hey nice info you posted. I just browsing through some blogs and came across yours! Excellent blog, good to see someone actually uses em for quality posts. Your site kept me on for a few minutes unlike the rest :) Keep up the good work! Thanks!, anon

I have never been a vaccination freak....my mom never allowed me to be vaccinated ... Of course most people think that MD's are Gods etc. etc. and swallow media hype hook like and sinker.... oy veh....., FA

fresh from overnight rain wet pavement painted silver as moonlight met dawn, 2C / 36 F in south Calgary; we watched the birth of a lovely morning – Gusta really frisky feeling 100% again, her little bug apparently gone

I was pondering last night as I watched news coverage about bird-flu pandemic fear spreading through Europe

fear of widespread death is on the minds of many well informed people not unlike war time; is it real & justified or is this a Y2K kind of fear that will not be realized ?

flu kills lots of people every winter, mostly frail elderly folks . . . so I wonder what is so different about this – aside from massive media attention – or is it the reality sinking in, of just how little control we, governments & science have over this . . perhaps inevitability . . that a pandemic or 2 every century is no less normal than earthquakes & volcano eruptions . . it just happens & we have no control over it

I cannot control many things, in fact very few . . .

. . . I’m going to try to focus better on those I can & worry less about those I cannot

an ‘ah-hah’ moment this morning; an epiphany relating to little procedural thing that works well; why it works well just became apparent - cool

an email overnight from EK [thank you] on a potential new project

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I've enjoyed the musings but find i am inundated these days and don't have time to read. please remove me. thank you and keep up the valuable work. , MR

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Hello Mark is it? Just a quick -- private & personal -- note. Your message of Oct 16 (loneliness, naps, foreign places, etc) resonated strongly w/ me (I was there too) and it seems w/ others as well. I'm a bit taken aback by the comment re: "many others wish for the luxury. . .". Yes, we know but, in the state, such a comment is not that helpful in my view. Are you now to feel guilty or shamed of the darkness, loneliness, sadness you experienced? Yes, it's good (& important) to count our blessings (Gusta ). AND the dark/shadow states are not always upliftingly responsive to such efforts. The "luxury" that we have does also seems to bear w/ it a kind of divine discontent and a different kind of suffering, often one more of the soul than of the body. I have experienced extreme pain of body and of life threat. I have found it nonetheless much more manageable and bearable than the dark rides of the soul. I'm pleased to hear that "the darkness that was Sunday blew away"; it is good to know the darkness does pass (eventually) and that it has moved on like a cloud passing over the sun. Wishing you well and soft journeys even when darkness disturbs. All the best, FC

6C / 43F; frost on windshields abated, westerly breeze countered yesterday’s northern blast, full moonlight showed us the way, small yard pooches yap hellos in the dark at Gusta’s scent – they cannot see her but they know she is there

I met a new client - he operates a bakery; he gave me a wonderful marbled rye bread; what a gift to be able to give – now that, is a business card with impact

sometimes I sit a minute to ponder what moves me to express a feeling ? what moves me to move, lifts me to lift my eyes, what elevates my spirit to soar ?

not sure what the intangible ingredient looks like – it slithered away from me for a short while, but it’s back; we all seek Treasure - sometimes she eludes us, sometimes when we least expect it, we find her again

misspent time of youth slipped by without my noticing – I try now not to waste my minutes, but rather to invest them; each day I am thirst to taste new things, I push bigger rocks up steeper hills, I seek life’s Treasure like teenage boy pursues beautiful girl – tilting at windmills perhaps, but oh what windmills

the darkness that was Sunday blew away, Monday is here - time for another slice of toasted rye smothered in molten Skippy . . . have a great day

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"Ugly and gloomy in here too" - ooh, not a good way to spend a Sunday - thanks to Gusta for giving you some comic relief. Sometimes it is as if they sense we need some fun. Hugs from me. AW

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Hi Mark I am aware of my reticence to give you feedback on topics as we do tend to think so differently and my words could be interpreted as negative rather than the constructive tone I try to emit... we are all so very different with different lives and times and countries and stages of our being that what is one mans meat is another mans poison. In the past we have clashed over differing attitudes and dogma, glad this time my feedback was allowed to be printed as an opinion, SF

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Mark, just a short email to say we ALL have days like the one you're describing ...particularly Sundays. It's hard to put things in perspective when loneliness creeps in - it's such an overwhelming feeling however we must try to see the big picture and realize how lucky we are to even have "time" on our hands to think. There are so many who wish they had such a luxury in these times of war, natural disasters, and terrorist attacks....etc etc. Well, that's my 2 cents. Many can relate to your wrestle with life - I know I can. In the end, I know you will smile and keep on finding something precious within the day-to-day routine. Have a great week! Warmest regards, RA

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Hmm you found me...., NT

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"Normal" changes, from the delicate growth in spring to the shriveled leaves on concrete. What is "it", Mark? As in... "figure 'it' all out,.. toss 'it' aside,... write 'it' off?" K.I.S.S. As all mothers say, "What's REALLY bothering you, just right now?Answer that question and you don't need the nap, the B.M. or the dramatic escape to foreign parts. "It" will follow you to your couch or bedroom, to your bathroom, even to Greece or Paris. "It" changes like a chameleon, taking on the colour of you. "It" only wants to be owned. "It" might turn out to be the best of you. Keep It Simple, Smartguy. Surprisingly your friend, VP

shriveled leaves tumble down pavement, Halloween decorations hung by Martha Stewart wannabe’s flap in the crisp north wind, no one else is walking; 6C/47F would imply a nice day, but it’s really ugly & gloomy out there - ugly & gloomy in here too

as I expected, someone took my comment yesterday as advocating a 7 day work week, which was neither my intent or purpose, while I do some work every day, I don’t advocate working all day every day, but then again, my view of work as ‘work’ is probably different than most . . for me it is pleasure & pleasure every day is OK with me

surely chick flick material but rather well done given its painfully slow start, I saw that Shirley Maclain shoe movie ‘In Her Shoes’ last night with AW & a good visit after . . . seems we are both at similar junctures in our romantic lives; currently idle but open for business !

part of me wants to curl up on the couch with a blanket & sleep, part of me wants to run away to a foreign land, part of me wants to ‘figure it all out’, part of me wants to toss it aside as nothing in devil-may-care fashion – writing it off as indigestion to be solved with another cup of coffee & a good BM or a good roll in the hay . . or both, but alas only coffee & porcelain & a good book are my companions today

I struggle some mornings, including this one for an answer to something – not finding one, generating more questions instead – then struggling more to reduce this to keystrokes if words on a page could somehow describe this wrestling with needs – these needs to wrestle

is it mid-life stuff, lonely stuff, simple stuff . . or not stuff at all ?

Q. how many times have I felt like this . . in this place . . in this state of mind ?
A. many

sometimes it produces brilliance & joy with high energy output, but not before I turn & turn & stir & muddle in this weird space a while - I wonder if others do this too ?

surely this is not so unique that it is not solvable with a good sleep, a good meal or a good book on the subject or, maybe . . just maybe there is no problem to solve

I’m no more or less normal than the next person with time on their hands to think, too much time sometimes, or whose brain races too fast on some tangent

then comic relief arrived / intervenes . . as Gusta entertains, chasing her tail . . barking to invite play – she’s feeling lots better today

I’m off to lunch with my dad soon & Gusta needs to wrestle . . .

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Hi Mark the 7 day working concept would immediately make me think of the day of rest that is missing and the chance for spiritual renewal and worship. Also the continuum of a work routine that had no break would surely elicit a lethargy without time to review and refresh? Only my opinion but with a day like today, driving through lower perthshire in scotland, with its autumn cloak, was a reminder that I do live in Gods country, and am blessed to enjoy every single glimpse, smell and sound of this amazing land and time.. a true banquet for the senses and the time to enjoy it all... work would have intruded in all of that... However I do appreciate it is to each their own., others would prefer the routines without interruption or stimulation., SF

a crisp morning & sunny, 3C/37F, as I dragged my tired body around our circuit – Gusta feeling much better today, by the time we returned I was pumping . . . nourishment & papers & java will keep the juices flowing

at 54 I could be looking forward, as many do, to ‘Freedom 55’ – retirement plans long in place, illusions of endless days of pleasure & clipping flowers & journeys to distant shores

retirement planners interest me; both the people who plan to retire & the industry that panders to them; focused so much on leisure & stability of income – not focused much at all on intellectual stimulation, economic pressures, time constraints, deadlines, complex challenges & demanding interaction with others – these are the things that we thrive on in our productive years so much that I cannot imagine ever achieving ‘tranquility in any form’ in my reclining years without a healthy daily dose of ideas, work, pressure & the need to think hard to solve problems . .

I love my work, love to work, live to work . . . love to play too

my weekend opportunity for R&R has arrived, but I am a little wasted . . I’m moving slow & need to spend a lot of time today & tomorrow catching up with the cup what runneth over; on a morning like this when I am weary from the week, I ponder the value of a restful long weekend [last] followed by a compressed frenetic 4 day work week – 7 days of work is more efficient to be sure !

I love the adrenalin flow, the challenges, the small victories, the opportunities that fall by the wayside while others come back from the dead, the interesting connections of people who know people who know people who connect with relationships, ideas & opportunities

“I know the price of success: dedication, hard work, and an unremitting devotion to the things you want to see happen.” – Frank Lloyd Wright

Wright got it right

many would disagree with his 7 day work week with office/studio in his home, few would take issue with his achievements except for the occasional roof that leaked & leaked & leaked

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I received my first musing e-mail today. Please add me to your list. I think I would really enjoy receiving a daily musing. Thanks,, DR

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Good morning Mark, I have always measured myself by the people who call me friend, feeling that the perception of others is an excellent mirror. What a lovely reflection KT has provided you....clearly you measure well! You are blessed with such a good friend. , NC

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2C/36F, short walk in the dark; Gusta acting quite frisky after a couple of days of being a sick puppy

what will happen the next time you have a chance encounter with a stranger ? . . someone in line at the grocery store, the next seat at a luncheon, at the coffee counter ?

taste the adventure of taking time to explore one person – though who knows which to choose & which to ignore ?

I often wonder about two things – firstly, the one that might have got away because, in a moment not seized, I missed an opportunity

the other . . . is when a step taken produces an extraordinary result, of how profoundly different my life experience would be without that person who entered my life that day

those of you who have been reading musings for a while notice many references to KT . . but rarely see written feedback from her

I met this incredibly precious friend 3 years ago & treasure the ‘step’ we each took to get acquainted vis-à-vis moving along . . .

among many things she has done to inspire me, my very close & dear friend has written the preface for the book I am working on; here it is:

Preface
“The interesting thing about the communication process is that in one way or another it allows us to express the words that come from within us. Whether they are written, spoken or sung, they fly through space charged with the echoes of all the other voices that have preceded them. They travel through the air bathed with the saliva from other mouths, humming with the vibrations of other ears, and throbbing with the beat of thousands of hearts. They cling to the very core of our memories and lie there in silence until a new desire awakens them and recharges them with loving energy. This is one of the qualities of words that moves me most, their capacity for transmitting love. Like water, words are a wonderful conductor of energy. And the most powerful, transforming energy is the energy of love.”
- Laura Esquivel, Swift as Desire, Translated from Spanish

It wasn’t a glance across a crowded room, a brisk business handshake, or chance seating on an airplane. Our eyes didn’t meet over a heap of green beans at the grocery store, we didn’t stand shoulder to shoulder in an elevator, and we didn’t say hello at a cousin’s wedding.

We met on the internet. With words. In the world of cyber-dating, populated as it is with a wide variety of ever hopeful personalities and characters, Mark was a refreshing change from linguistic knuckle draggers. He was, and is, witty and smart…a man of words. It didn’t hurt that he is proficient at the keyboard– with this requisite, the witty repartee, the obvious good humour, and the thoughtful sensitivity that is his trademark virtually flew off the screen. So what happened, you might ask? We live thousands of miles apart. My unwillingness to leap the geographical divide has had an unexpected bonus – a life altering friendship that flourishes on written and spoken conversation.

There is common parlance in the e-love world. There are those who are concerned with “baggage”…some travel light and require that interested parties have checked their hang up bags somewhere along the way. Others say that they have “done the work” and are “emotionally available”; although accurate, it would be trite to say that Mark has, and is, because he continually does the work and becomes more emotionally generous every day.

Mark’s decision to walk and talk each day to a disparate group of friends, family, business colleagues, romantic interests, and just plain folks can be viewed as either vanity or generosity. Musings began like this…a plan to get outside and walk each day, to turn off the phone, to connect with nature, to exercise body and brain. But he also imposes this daily discipline upon himself to exercise the craft of writing. Writers write. As Mark connected with nature, stilling his often frenetic energy and absorbing the subtle shifts and nuances of nature, there is less observation of distractions, and more musings.

Mark asks what if, and why not? He looks at internal and external forces that shape and drive the engine of self. The musings are candid, honest, and often raw. There is courage here that is akin to putting one’s head inside the lion’s mouth every day and then reporting to hundreds of people that “today I was brave” or “today I tickled his tonsils”, or “today I was scared witless” or “ today he nicked my ear”.

It is said that when a human being is deprived of one of the five basic senses, the others are heightened in a compensatory effort. Mark cannot smell. But he has a heightened sense of compassion, humor, awe, and inquisitiveness. That he chooses to share this with his musing pals is a daily treat.

When Mark first began musings, I suggested that it was contribution toward global warming. After a year, I want him, and you, to know that he can tear a hole in my sky any day.

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so, next time you have a chance to ring a phone, answer an e-mail or speak to the next person in a line-up, take the chance that person will profoundly affect your life & become a lifelong friend you love dearly . . .


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Hi Mark, Focusing on one's relationship to one's beliefs, deliberately moving into positive things, putting behind you what went wrong, "working on oneself", deciding if and how to make amends, and many other things including community and family, used to be part of the Christian Sunday. The last 2 generations gutted that. Were those things one reason why previous generations lived with fewer disruptions to their personal lives and could do so many interesting things because they kept more money. LHE

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Mr. Toastmaster - Mark, I want to "Thank You" for being such a great sport and a 'wild' Tom the Turkey! The members gobbled you up! It made for an enjoyable evening at Toastmasters. Best, EC

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Thanks for your comments on Yom Kippur. I'm not Jewish, and I don't profess to know a lot about any religion, but I do know that faith (however practiced) is undeniably important to many people, and we should always remember to support and respect what is so important to those people. As you suggest, perhaps we can learn something and make the world a better place., AK

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Please take me off the list. Gracias, good work, but my life is overflowing now and must prioritize the time., KJ

the dark quiet punctuated only by our own footsteps & breathing, we walked @ 6 AM; strong breeze, 8C/46F , the constellations watching over us, we are ants in the universe – so insignificantly tiny

when it comes to Judaism, my knowledge is limited – so my comments are based on my understanding & reading more than from personal exposure to these practices:

whatever one’s belief system might be, I think there is a lot to be learned from today

today is Yom Kippur or ‘Day of Atonement’, the 10th & most significant day of the religious celebration which begins with Rosh Hashanah for followers of Judaism which ends today at nightfall

by not mentioning the religious observance elements with which I am not familiar I mean no disrespect to it . . . but there are some elements I like to borrow

from time to time I like their practice of fasting, not working, being private and focusing on reflection, focusing on their relationship with their beliefs, dealing with deeds gone wrong in a process which puts them behind you which is really quite remarkable – but then again, probably not that unusual for highly observant members of other religious groups who have special days on similar themes

I like the ‘separate yourself from the busy material world for a day’ concept, I like the practice of spending time in private reflection & thought, I like the formalizing a reminder to make amends for actions that deserve remedy, that deserve deliberate steps to make right, that deserve humility in facing personal failings . . . I like that a lot, it strikes me as being right up there with ‘the most important things’

for me, my day comes later in the year – I don’t observe a religious process or ceremony, but I take time to be alone with my thoughts . . . for me it is Dec. 7 because that date is significant for me, but I am sure the practice makes sense on an day that one can take the time, chooses to take the time to get together with one’s conscience in a quiet place to think

I’ve been busier this week than most, some new things & some old ones coming back to life – new business from unexpected sources, something I thought long dead coming back to life so I have a busy day ahead . . . 3 meetings, a luncheon, an interview & lots of writing, I’ll take a day to reflect, but not today

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I have been having one of those "stuff" days for a while. It does make you stronger. Sometimes when you feel helpless and just listen, you are more of a support than if you try to solve the "stuff". Sometimes all a daughter needs is a moment to get all the "stuff" out of her system, cry it out, scream it out, and then it's over and she can carry on, until the next "stuff" day! Keep being there to hear the "stuff"!, SdV

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VBL - History repeating itself - in response to your question. 30-years ago my ex-husband (we did become friends later) left for another woman; and this past year, my son-in-law left my daughter, same situation – but very different reaction. My daughter went for counseling and has worked very hard on herself and is being totally present for her 2 children; I, at the time, went out looking for a replacement and did not work on me; I keep telling my daughter how proud I am of her ~ and, I am grateful that her father and I became friends and I didn't become bitter, becauseshe is able to move on, even though she is still in some pain ~ she is not blaming and is focusing on the good in her life. It might be interesting to look at why we both picked the same kind of man - but, I guess, your chances are about 50% - psychological reasoning aside. LBK

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I love what you said about no apparent solution, listening is a great alternative. I think that is why we have two ears & one mouth! We can learn so much & be helpful when we just listen!
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1C/34F, walking in the pre-dawn is surreal - so quiet, many homes stand dark in silence, then some lights come on here & there as snooze buttons are busy – my mind is far far away

I feel helpless trying to help anyone dealing with the unconnected behaviour of a third party, the impact of which spills over to many other lives, whether they deserve it or not

I work hard, I work smart, I word creatively . . . most of the time I feel worthwhile & valued, I feel I’ve done a good job for my kids, my friends, my clients, my community . . . but that’s just stuff, most of which has little deep or lasting value to anyone but me

the STUFF that really matters, the stuff that it is both hard to describe & inappropriate to talk about are those moments when you connect with someone – in this case with my daughter Krista – just to talk & try to figure stuff out . . to understand stuff . . to make some small sense of the senselessness

when no solution is apparent, listening is a great alternative

yesterday was 1 of those ‘stuff’ days

To VBL, sorry to have been right . . . I think men & women often fear being alone so much that they feel having that ‘next’ person waiting in the wings will bring them some sense of security, it never does; sounds like you are far more ready to move on than he is

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Change is a good thing - so have you changed and forgot to tell everyone? AW

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JB made some interesting thoughts on thankfulness. Addressing the samesituation in my work with a young man, my first reaction is notthankfulness, but concern. I look at my 7-year old grandson and he isso lovable and dear and knows how to melt his grandma with just a hug -and I think, "Oh, whatever power in the universe, keep my sweet guyloving and kind ~ don't let his experiences or the world turn him intowhat I see around me, and help me to help him." , KL

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Mark - Well, you were right! Bruce started seeing someone the day after we split. We haven't seen each other in three weeks but he called and wanted to talk last night. His motivation for talking was that he is broken up over losing our friendship. I gave him a two hour piece of my mind. The truth will help me move on but it is certainly going to take some time. Why is it that most men have to have another woman lined up before they can leave their current relationship? , VBL

their summer’s work shriveled & blanketing the ground, those leafless trees now look like undernourished twigs against their bushy evergreen neighbours; 4C/39F, light breeze, kids abuzz at the bus stop; Gusta is still fighting the halty a bit, but her behaviour change is remarkable, now acting more like a well behaved dog as opposed to a hard pulling draught horse

a short week of work awaits, though the pile looks as imposing it does on any given Monday ; today is going to be a great day . . . lunch & a meeting with an old friend & new client

I came across a set of words that stopped me cold – in my tracks you might say – recognizing how profoundly true this has been in my personal & work life; while I recognize it, this is one for taping to a mirror:

“ People change and forget to tell each other.” – Lillian Hellman

surely we have all made this mistake a few times, but probably not as much as when we say we’ve changed . . . but have not really changed at all

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It was a great day on the golf course - and if it should be the last game of golf for the season, it was a fitting end to a busy season. Great dinner too. AW

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Thankfulness is a strange and wonderful mindset that everyone should experience once in a while. A colleague was very rude and lacking in respect to me the other day and I was thankful. I was thankful that he was not my son. I was thankful that I was not his mother, I was thankful that my sons would never speak to a woman as he spoke to me. I was thankful that I was not married to him . And, I was thankful that he was not my neighbour. Lastly, I was thankful that he gave me the opportunity to list the reasons that I had for being thankful at that instant in my life. None of those thoughts would have ever entered my mind if he hadn't given me the fleeting opportunity to reflect on that which I value in my life. It was a good experience ...., JB

+3C/36F, construction crews hammer concrete forms together, weekend landscapers negotiate the last pieces of sod into place, it’s calm, Gusta watches quietly by the window as cars go by

I didn’t work one minute yesterday - it was a great day on the golf course with AW et al . . no crowds, good shots, perfect weather, leftover turkey for dinner . . .

aside from my contented smile, a leftover filled fridge only evidence company was here

today is a return to work day for me, while for many it is THE day to spread turkey & trimmings, to enjoy family & carve a bird

catching up on news – it seems that sometime in my lifetime, traffic congestion will abate; some strain of flu virus that hasn’t yet fully developed will give us a pandemic, a world population reducing event sometime in the next 10-20 years, or weeks, or decades because some poultry in Asia has a virus today

I have justa sniffle

I am thankful my turkey did not sneeze, though it did make me sleepy

I am thankful the world is not crazy, notwithstanding media & government surely designed to drive us nuts

I am thankful for hot coffee, a warm dog, a sunny day

I am thankful for my friends & for all of you

Happy Thanksgiving,

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So, did the quiet at the end of the night offer you an emotion?, LC

I give thanks for who I am - 'just as I am.' I give thanks for who you are - sharing your self 'just as you are.' Being included in your world opens me to you - as if you're extended family. I am grateful for the intimacies of self you share. Simply - Thank you! Be your Soul dancing., JG

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Good day to you Mark, I'm in the office getting things together for the next 3 weeks out and thought it was time I dropped you a "HELLO". Getting into our new home has been anything but fun. There are so many incomplete items that Irene and I are still wondering how our builder can say your home is "nearly complete'. Irene is leaving today for the Keys and is hoping that when she comes back we have more of our home completed with maybe even the furnace hooked up and an ability to get into the garage. Your preparation of the Turkey is in keeping with my traditionalperspective and that includes the "stuffing" done inside. Lets plan on breakfast the 1st week of November. Happy Thanksgiving Mark, JJ

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Definitely inside the bird, no question, bb

like a canine Zamboni clearing frost from lawns as she slithered along getting a frosty build up on her nose, Gusta’s behaviour much improved by new ‘halty’ - 2 dog encounters; crisp long walk this morning, -2C/30F,; fresh accumulations of snow on mountains on our west horizon, Fish Creek flow level slowing . . . & scenery everywhere with golden crunch paving the path

KN’s birthday today; big huge enormous gushing bear hug wishes . . . have a great day !

15 or 16 yrs ago on Thanksgiving a turkey squabble debate erupted – while the people dynamics revelation brings fond memories of conflicts long since resolved, the culinary argument endures; which way to do stuffing - in the bird vis-à-vis out of the bird ?

whosoever loves turkey MUST acknowledge that the flavour factor is more important than the semantic one; my contention always is that something cooked outside the bird does not fit the word ‘stuffing’

cooking stuffing inside the bird lets the juices flow, impregnating every morsel of bread, water chestnut, celery, mushroom & onion that mingles with the spices - later smothered in golden brown gravy laden with pepper – makes for ‘the true essence’ of Thanksgiving dinner

no ordinary dinner . . . it is an opportunity to swap stories, laugh at foibles, hang out with my dad & my daughters + they are bringing their mother along . . which might result in some creative repartee or snapping of we dish towels . . . could be fun

wishing SC & family a happy turkey experience in HL

to all musers, wherever you are cooking your bird . . . including those foolish folks who cook their dressing outside the bird, to all of you I wish a weekend of memory making – while being thankful & reflective is important, worthwhile & common . .

mostly it’s about the stuffing . . . & the memories

my family will be arriving soon . . so I better go

time to take my butterball & stuff it

otherwise - it’s just a dinner

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Mark - I am receiving two of your lovely blogs a day; I am a little slow, but one will work, so keep me on one. LBK Palm Desert, CA

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Thank you for persevering in your daily writings. I don't want to place a relative value on one type of thought compared to another. My reaction to your words was that we should pay attention to those fleeting thoughts because our millions-of-years-old body and mind probably know more than we give them credit for. Deep thought is often our conscious mind trying to talk ourselves into doing what wefeel is wrong, or to build up the courage to do what we feel is right., AB

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Remember! Life really is just an illusion, we see what we want to see? Just getting older. , JN

9C/48F – warming trend bodes well for turkey weekend; our walk uneventful

when I stare at a cloud floating slowly by . . or at giggling black liquid in my cup . . or at spreads of text in front of me, my eyes glaze over

I wonder, ‘what profound truth or message can I get from this idea, or that thought, or the feeling in the moment ?’ I try to focus on the matter at hand but thoughts & ideas flit in & out without asking permission; invading my concentration . . random . . important . . . or not ??

I wonder, which is of most value - deep thoughts or the fleeting ones ?

today my ability to describe what is on my mind is difficult, as thoughts do not always translate to prose but more as memory like a movie . . of experiences playing out in my memory

whether recalled or imagined, a challenge to put words on a page that come anyway close to describing the experience often escapes me; am I remembering things as they really happened or as I wish they had ?

a favorite quote seems appropriate to my mood today:
“When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened.” - Mark Twain

9 of 12 hearing our ideas for the first time – hard to read them; yesterday’s day end meeting, a dozen people in a room; like an excited schoolboy delivering my pitch - all pretence of prepared speech or agenda out the window; we just talked

we talked about issues & ideas, brainstorming how teaming effectively is critical to any chance of competitive success; I think we are going to do some interesting things together – hard to read a room of strangers

maybe we had a great meeting . . or maybe not, but I remember it being great

tic toc . . work waits

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Mark, I'm glad you took the opportunity to remind us all of the essence of Thanksgiving. Regards, BM

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Cool blog you have going here, I will check in often! TN

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Aloha... I am not sure how you got my e-mail..not sure if we met somewhere doing art or Reiki or ???. The thoughts and philosophy are wonderful, and this is sweet of someone who subscribed me to this list, but I am in the middle of going on the road and am not likely to be able to get to these on a daily basis and am cutting back from all but personal or business contacts/e-mail. I would appreciate being un-subscribed from this list...later perhaps when I am in one place and can absorb them with ease., Thanks...AP

no critters in sight as we walk the park in the dark, calm, peaceful, 0C/32F, sun rising as we return; Gusta seems to appreciate return to normal speed as my foot heals

maybe we’ll be seeing pictures of plump birds on the side of milk cartons captioned ‘has anyone seen Tom ?’ . . last seen in the barnyard in late September , he was whooshed away by men with a large truck headed toward the city

this week slipping by - turkey weekend coming; time when families to gather around a roasted bird to swap stories & to remind ourselves there is so much to be thankful for

ritual sacrificing turkeys each year is true Canadian culture - something we do well in advance of our American cousins; ours is not a pre-Christmas ‘shopping/NFL football weekend opportunity’ but rather time honoured tradition at harvest time

we roast some fowl, sit around a table with friends & family to be grateful for the bounty

for me, that is best friends, family, pursuits I enjoy, work I love, roof overhead - I’ve never missed a meal or been out in the cold - I am so very fortunate

Toastmasters last night; some milestones celebrating my CTM & SW’s win & planning next week’s Thanksgiving Theme meeting . . gobble gobble . . gobble gobble

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Hi Mark Pls take me off your list. I don't get a chance to read half the emails Ireceive. Best of luck and I wish you all the best., EL

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Hi, Mark... I've been enjoying your list for about a week now. It sounds like you livea serene and full life. I run an Audio/Video design and consulting firm here in Calgary. You can see some of my work on my website at www.forwalls.ca if you like. If there is anything I can do to help you or your clients with electronics needs,please let me know. DW

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Do we ever arrive at "the way things could be"? , LR

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Change usually follows a period of discontent or stress. Some argue that it is a necessary catalyst to change. Just try and stay positive Mark; discontent about the way things are but optimistic for a positive change. There are some that believe that are thoughts affect the things that happen to us and to a certain degree I believe that. If we believe we are going to be poor, or unhappy then life has a way of making that happen. We only have 2 choices about the future, we can believe thatthings will be better or worse. Why not believe that things will be better?. EN

-4C, brrrilliant clear sunless sky as we went out in the pre-dawn when only a band that looked like cloud on the eastern horizon; returning it was clear the band of fog had grown , the sun’s glow filtered through; Gusta getting used to the shorter leash - some tiny degree of discipline taking hold, or maybe that’s just my delusion

when you least expect it surprises happen . . . sometimes good ones [thanks GL]

I remain discontented with ‘the way things are’, striving to arrive at ‘the way things could be’

daughter Krista [kk] cruised through yesterday – a brief visit & a surprise; much news going on there . . . Carla [CK] wrote to pass on some praiseworthy work she has been recognized for; their father beams with much pride

at Area Toastmasters Contest last night, I came away ‘not a winner’ while fellow club member SW took away the trophy in the Humourous Speech Contest, advancing to the Division competition - congratulations & waytogo Sherry!

apologies for my spelling error yesterday; how Rosh Hashanah became Ross Hosanna, only my spell-checker knows for sure !

today’s ‘in-box’ surprise warrants reply:
with bittersweet memories of ‘the way we were’ . . . . to VP: I won’t publish your nasty note wrapped in a backhanded complement. While it might make you feel good to scold me in such a public way, publishing your ‘blast from my past’ will not happen. Don’t mistake ‘musings’ for democracy. I owe you a great deal for the help you gave me and for what we meant to each other for a brief time - but if I could repay you somehow, would you be able to just let the past be passed ?

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I can identify with what you are talking about, i.e. things being scary. This weekend my daughter is getting married :) and I will be making a speech with my ex-husband (I haven't seen him in 10 years). When I agreed to do this a few months ago, I was totally okay with it. I am still okay with it, but I am a bit nervous/scared :( ! I know that I can do it, and I know that I am a strong person, that I am capable ..... and I am still scared!! I'll let you know how I do., LW

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Mark, Ross Hosanna sounds like a nice fellow. I think you meant to write RoshHashanah! Or is the day known by several names? Regards, BM

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Good morning Mark, I just want to comment on the challenges we face. The year 2005 has been extremely challenging for me. News of cancer in the family in early Jan, dealing with my grown children dealing with the threat of losing their father, the retirement of my much loved boss in June and the stress of dealing with a new boss with totally different ideals and a workaholic. It didn't end there, we had a not so serious car accident in early May and another serious car accident in late May, thattook away my car and my summer. In late August the death of my children's father and the funeral in Vancouver. I thought that my life would never get back to my "normal". Then one morning I woke up and it was over, I made a choice, to either let the stress take control of me or, and this is the one I really like, come out of it a stronger person. I did find out that I am stronger than I ever thought possible. As aresult, it didn't kill me, it did make me stronger, but the new person that has emerged out of all this is AMAZING. I now, appreciate each day, I do smell the flowers, it is like looking at life with new eyes! It is true through all the disasters that we sometimes face in life we do come out more courageous, capable & daring than we care to credit ourselves for. Just thought I would share my thoughts with you on strength and courage!, SdV

-2C/28F cloudy, damp & breezy; I walked briskly as far as my sore left foot allowed, then hobbled back – Gusta seems to understand going slow for me, that is until some new smell causes her to lunge off madly in all directions

our Jewish friends & musers celebrate Rosh Hashanah [Jewish New Year] today – a day which begins the ‘high holidays’, ending in 10 days with Yom Kippur . . . to you all, Good Yontif

depending on the context, everything can be scary; getting up in front of a crowd to speak at a contest [me tonight], a car dealer with a lot full of SUV’s or residents of a city that doesn’t exist anymore . . . from trivial to troubling to disastrous . . . we each face hundreds of risks every day – but most of them don’t bother us

in our lives individually – or on a broader societal basis, I think each time new scares, new risks, new challenges appears on my horizon, we stress fret & worry – often with very good reason – like teaching a child to safely cross a street, competing on a playing field or in a board room . . or white-knuckle visits to get ‘test results’ . . each brings its special brand of fright the first time . . or every time !

but then, just like an inoculation that gives us a tiny dose of the disease to help our bodies build strength against it, tastes of trouble seems to insulate us for the future from that kind of trouble

whether hurricane flood damage, aggressor nations, dread disease, wolf at the door, or making amends to someone – each of these things is scary until we confront them – then it seems a little less difficult, the scare is not so great, the reality less scary than the perception we held

or . . .

maybe . . . we are stronger than we thought both individually & collectively; maybe we are more courageous, capable & daring than we care to credit ourselves being

maybe we are

Mark

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+2C/36F, Gusta loved early morning slurry of snowflakes & rain . . a drizzly blur; we saw parents driving kids 2 blocks to wait for a bus . . a sign of something ?! when I was a kid, walking to school at –30F was ‘what you did when it got that cold’, not that it was that cold very often; when it was wet or cold we bundled up; it was democratic - everyone did it, while getting a ride was sign of wussi-ness, excusable only for illness or broken legs

my left foot hurts less today, so maybe that might is a good sign

a good sign ?

what a term !

our language rife with phrases conjuring mix of superstition, belief in luck or magic & some special ingredient makes me wonder whether belief in good Karma or good caramels matters

things I consider a sign . . are things that get my adrenalin flowing

things / events that get me interested, intrigued . . . like gasoline thrown on a fire; an immediate whoosh of intensity the subsides but leaves the fire bigger, stronger

this morning, this day, this week will bring many such opportunities to recognize a ‘sign’ when it appears . . . but will I notice ? . . . will you notice ?

I don’t think it is so much about sign seeing, but more about ‘opportunity witnessing’

some people see an opportunity & rush in
some people see an opportunity & walk right by

some people witness an opportunity, don’t recognize anything . . it’s just a drizzly blur

a muser wants to set me up with her mother

today’s pile of ‘to do’ things

I need to call someone about a sign today

I will meet some new clients – looking for a ‘good sign’

so many signs, so few directions – maybe I’ll have to ask for some

some time to meet new friends, clients & opportunities today – little time for lounging around; must get cracking & head off to a meeting

Mark

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Feeling a little randy today it seems!! Ah yes, Sunday is a day full of "feelings" so it's all very natural... although I hope dear Gusta is sleeping with one eye open! Mark, I am a very cheeky gal so I sure hope you appreciate my sick sense of humour! Great to read your musings today, I often stop during the day and read it over and often it's exactly what I need to take the edge off the day. Thanks for keeping me involved and the New York Times is just what I intend to pick up today - it inspires me! Have a great week and would love to see you out at a cityMYX party one of these days... I have a few ladies that you would love to meet!, RA

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Sunday, time to play, Sunday time to read and write! Watch out: black Monday!, RC

dead calm perfect fall morning, -1C refreshing short walk; I’ll take Gusta to the off-leash area later for a much needed romp

yesterday was full; HK was discharged from the hospital, I took him home [he’s resting just fine!]; spent the rest of the day with AW .. golf, a meal & a movie & Gusta made a new friend

what a preview - I tried to explain to someone the other evening that when she interrupted me so often it showed lack of respect for me & what I had to day; I would have told her but she kept interrupting me so much I didn’t have an opportunity to get it out– don’t want to see that movie !

If you feel like I do today, this is for you -

If you need a friend today, this is for you -
If you feel nothing at all today, this is for you -

Sunday, quiet time
Sunday, time to play
Sunday, a time pause
Sunday, a writing time
Sunday, a reading time
Sunday, a thinking time
Sunday, a day for musing
Sunday, a NYTimes & coffee
Sunday, a time to groom Gusta
Sunday, a newsletter writing day
Sunday, a day to vacuum . . or not
Sunday, a day for soup pot stirring
Sunday, a day for dousing silly ideas
Sunday, a day for stirring up emotion
Sunday, a day for starting a good book
Sunday, a day for laying around like Gusta
Sunday, a day for curling up - need hot woman
Sunday, a day to soak in the tub & read the pile
Sunday, a day for cleaning the storage room or not
Sunday, time to reach for something elusive, sweet
Sunday, a time to walk on the beach if I had a beach
Sunday, time to pose questions, answers not required
Sunday, the day everyone rests so I can catch up on work
Sunday, a day to write of things I could do, or I could do them
Sunday, the day my phone doesn’t ring much, a day of solitude
Sunday, a day to read aloud in bed, if there was someone to listen
Sunday, a day to watch flights of geese test their wings for a long flight

time for a much needed romp

c’mon Gusta

Mark

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Mark, How is Gusta's twisted foot? I think I sent you a picture of Riley in her "ballerina toe-shoe" cast, the result of HER romping off into the grass and losing anargument with tree roots...hope she's OK., LR

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Back in the Fort today after a week in YK. Snow there on Wednesday but we are still snow free here thank goodness. Off again Monday morning traveling in the north and then to Edmonton for a few days and back for Thanksgiving in HL with the kids. Today is chutney and jam day and finishing up remaining yard work. Hope all is well with HK- just noticed reference in email responses from Thursday, then yours today.... If we don't connect this week I will be thinking about you stuffing your turkey next weekend! I probably will skip getting to do that this year and just enjoy watching the kids establishing their own traditions with the turkey cooking and stuffing, SC

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Mark.. hope your father is recovering from his surgery well .. God Bless him LL

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Best wishes for a speedy and complete recovery to your Dad, Dear!! Hugs!! Neighbor girls came over and "fixed" my puter!! Bad monitor and they lent me a spare until I can find one on sale!! So nice to finally!!! have a puter again!! , JB

+7C, peaceful early morning, dark quiet & damp following rain overnight became drizzle became après drizzle, Gusta drying off now . . .

today, peace & tranquility seem confined to the travel section of the newspaper; while there seems to be no shortage of such strife, disasters, political blunders & scandals locally & all over

Saturday morning is for drinking coffee & figuring out these things; I suppose worrying about whether things are getting better or worse serves no purpose – our best efforts applied to making things better makes a tiny difference which, multiplied by a few billion people, makes a huge bit of difference

surely there are more & more bright people with great credentials than ever in history – so why are they not drawn into leadership roles ? we have the willingness of 6 billion followers, but the calibre of the leaders who are leading seems to have been dumbed down a lot

must run . . off to pick up HK & take him home from the hospital . . . then gone golfing with AW unless rain resumes in which case we’ll opt for brunch

Mark

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