Monday, February 23, 2009

Upwards Over the Mountain

Life isn't finite.

Life is for living.

Life is for right now, right this second.

Life is a walk up the mountain and when we reach the summit we see.

Lori thank you for being a friend. Thank you for teaching me about being strong. Thank you for teaching me about bravery. Thank you for never giving up. Thank you for accepting our love. Thank you for your dirty sense of humour. Thank you for the boob comments. Thank you for being there.

I wish you a quiet and restful sleep, far from pain my friend. I know we will dance again together, when I make it upwards over the mountain.

Until then my friend. Love always.

"Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance."
~Kahlil Gibran~

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Coffee+Laptop=Caffeinated FAIL

"Lindy Lou, you just cannot have nice things."

That's what Gramma told me. She said it early on in my life and at the time I just brushed it off. I'm a tomboy after all.

Well this morning, I heard a distinctly otherworldly "I told you so" moments after my spare travel mug filled with my workout reward latte threw itself all over the left side of my laptop keyboard.

I caught it. Too late of course. It turned my laptop upside down. I wiped it off. I turned it off, took off every key tab, dried it off and put each one back on. Yes, in the right order.

When I turned it back on, I couldn't get past the password prompt...because the "U" key was stuck and the backspace key is broken off and the left arrow key just won't go back to the way it was.

I turned it off again. I had a moment of shining brilliance. It hit me. THE BLOWDRYER! Yessssss....I will dry out the keyboard.

Part II of caffeinated FAIL commences.

I melted the following keys into art pieces: "Z", "X", "C", "F", Space bar.

Thus I have a long List of the Fallen due to today's caffeinated FAIL:

"Space bar"
"Left Arrow"

I'd like to thank those keys for their years of faithful service and for their sacrifice. Their time was over much too soon. I'd like to write a poem in their honour, but poetry just isn't my bag, baby.

I'd like to thank my friend Keith Ramsey and some other Twitter pals for their collective suggestion to try using an external keyboard, which is indeed allowing me to use my scarred and disfigured Toshiba laptop.

I've never paid much attention to how things look. Its the content of their character that's important to me.

Well that and I just can't have nice things.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Change is the Only Constant

Yesterday someone told me that "Good ideas alter the power balance of a relationship and that is why good ideas are always met with resistance at first".

That simultaneously gave me hope and disappointed me.

Why the resistance? Letting go of control is such a need that positive change and good ideas that don't come from you MUST be bad?

How does one market openness to change, openness to IDEAS, openness to trying to those who are late adopters?

How to be resilient in the face of closing ranks against change and ideas?

Its tiring.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Random Act of Cookie

This morning on my march to school the sun was shining and Bob Marley was playing in my ears. "Sun is shining, riddim' is sweet ya...make you wanna move your dancin' feet. To the rescue, here I am..." and at that moment I passed a man, tucked into a vent fronting onto Hastings Street. His face in the heat of the vent. Asleep on the sidewalk.

To the How can I rescue the homeless.

Well, I can't.

What I can do, is share. I can share coffee and a cookie. I know its not much but coffee and a cookie in the sunshine is Bob Marleyesque.

So, I brought the man a coffee and a giant chocolate chip cookie (mmmmmmmm cookie) and I hope that at least brought a "sun is shining" moment to his day.

Thank you Bob Marley, I feel like I'm a rainbow too.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Resistance to Change: Bend vs. Break

What is it about change that frightens people?

Is it having to relearn how to do things that have become second nature?

Is it having to adjust to new energy, a new direction?

Is it having to pay active attention?

Is it fear of being left behind if they don't adopt the change?

Confucius says "Change is the only constant" and I have learned this to be true.

Why ask for change, and then when it comes, resist?

I prefer to bend in the wind, versus snap.