I found this website, that shows the relative size of everything in the universe. Earth being quite small in the grand scheme, not to mention the smallness of human life.
I am now thinking about how "me centric" I am. How, "OMG WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME< THIS IS SUCH A BIG DEAL" Coupled with the spacey music, I began to reorient my perspective on my position in this universe is small but on our immediate surroundings are effects are magnified. Understanding your relationship with things, make you get a sense of peace with who you are and where you are going. But, overall understanding that at the end of the day that you aren't the center the of this small stratosphere, and that when you mess up or succeed it only makes as much of a difference a you'd like it too. I think that is my biggest lesson from this year. Understanding that a lot of the things I worry about or inconsequential, and everything seems to have some strange cosmic natural order that I have to say, I am quite happy with.
Too a new year of life, love and happiness. Let living be your universe, and the rest just fall into place :)
Website reference:
http://primaxstudio.com/stuff/scale_of_universe/
Friday, December 31, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
the last one...capturing the moment
The last two posts, including this one show images taken over a period of two days in Hamilton Ontario. Half of them in "Cootes Paradise" and half of them near or around Bayfront in Hamilton.
I hope you enjoy them :)
Friday, December 24, 2010
back packs
so what is it about seeing some intrepid traveler with a sac a dos, that makes another intrepid traveler with another sac a dos feel so connected to them?
i was wondering this as i spent nearly 20 minutes in the Union Station (Toronto). as i watched hundreds of people buzz by, getting off, just catching or missing trains, subways, buses or shuttles to better places (maybe not better...other?). everyone person i saw with a semi-utilitarian looking backpack I became instantly enthralled with their story. what country were they from? where were they going? who were they missing? could i really be that independent and freedom loving? (this question is connected to a personal sub-plot about my own journey that may or may not happen in the next four months...but i will explain that another time?)
regardless, i found i could easily identify with all those persons with the back packs that seemed twice the size of their upper bodies bursting with JUST enough things to travel with. well, maybe i didn't actually connect with them or talk to them but i certainly wanted to. is that enough? k, well it's all i can give ya.
my point is, i feel like we are all traveling rods of light just kind of missing things reflecting and all that jazz. but a few of us, take the serious pledge to live out of a backpack for a while for some strange reason. most of us, just have purses, laptop bags, wallets and regular school bags to brave surviving the day to day. it's hard to see sometimes, that the 'everyday' is an adventure, but think of it this way...wouldn't someone else think the fact that i spent 12 hours at school everyday kind of adventurous? EH ? nah...okay bad example.
but for reals, everyday is an adventure anything could change in the blink of an eye. regardless of if you've packed your bags for a week roaming Paris or a weekend at your very closest friends house (aka Nanta's crib) you never know what is going to happen. i should try waking up this way more often, appreciating what i know and hoping for what i don't rather than fearing it like i do .
i really don't think i am saying anything at all here, sorry. but maybe you learned something?
maybe next time i will get over my awe, and strike up a conversation. maybe...
i was wondering this as i spent nearly 20 minutes in the Union Station (Toronto). as i watched hundreds of people buzz by, getting off, just catching or missing trains, subways, buses or shuttles to better places (maybe not better...other?). everyone person i saw with a semi-utilitarian looking backpack I became instantly enthralled with their story. what country were they from? where were they going? who were they missing? could i really be that independent and freedom loving? (this question is connected to a personal sub-plot about my own journey that may or may not happen in the next four months...but i will explain that another time?)
regardless, i found i could easily identify with all those persons with the back packs that seemed twice the size of their upper bodies bursting with JUST enough things to travel with. well, maybe i didn't actually connect with them or talk to them but i certainly wanted to. is that enough? k, well it's all i can give ya.
my point is, i feel like we are all traveling rods of light just kind of missing things reflecting and all that jazz. but a few of us, take the serious pledge to live out of a backpack for a while for some strange reason. most of us, just have purses, laptop bags, wallets and regular school bags to brave surviving the day to day. it's hard to see sometimes, that the 'everyday' is an adventure, but think of it this way...wouldn't someone else think the fact that i spent 12 hours at school everyday kind of adventurous? EH ? nah...okay bad example.
but for reals, everyday is an adventure anything could change in the blink of an eye. regardless of if you've packed your bags for a week roaming Paris or a weekend at your very closest friends house (aka Nanta's crib) you never know what is going to happen. i should try waking up this way more often, appreciating what i know and hoping for what i don't rather than fearing it like i do .
i really don't think i am saying anything at all here, sorry. but maybe you learned something?
maybe next time i will get over my awe, and strike up a conversation. maybe...
Monday, December 20, 2010
four months left
man this is crazy
four months, and then im out of here. mcmaster goodbye, grand and pivotal adventures hello!
hopefully this means more education, but it could be a whole new everything. i guess i shouldn't expect that much.
change is difficult to deal with, especially when it seems to be the kind that just pulls you further and further back. however, i don't know if there is a forward and backward anymore. just different rooms in a one story house, and endless maze of dead ends that you have to decide on where to go. like in alice in wonderland, doors upon doors upon doors for her to choose and continue her "trip". the solution right now is not to do acid or anything, but just to go through these doors with the energy and zest that i have always used to describe myself.
it's scary as fuck though.
four months, and then im out of here. mcmaster goodbye, grand and pivotal adventures hello!
hopefully this means more education, but it could be a whole new everything. i guess i shouldn't expect that much.
change is difficult to deal with, especially when it seems to be the kind that just pulls you further and further back. however, i don't know if there is a forward and backward anymore. just different rooms in a one story house, and endless maze of dead ends that you have to decide on where to go. like in alice in wonderland, doors upon doors upon doors for her to choose and continue her "trip". the solution right now is not to do acid or anything, but just to go through these doors with the energy and zest that i have always used to describe myself.
it's scary as fuck though.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
harvey's drive through
mom "can i have a veggie burger combo ?"
drive through lady "would you like bacon on that?"
arf
arf
arf
<3 mom.
drive through lady "would you like bacon on that?"
arf
arf
arf
<3 mom.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
found a gem!
and maybe, i am reminiscing about moncton...
i miss my moncton-fellow camp people. <3 <3 <3
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Andrew Bird's one-man orchestra of the imagination | Video on TED.com
Andrew Bird's one-man orchestra of the imagination | Video on TED.com
"I think the world needs some reckless curiosity"
"I think the world needs some reckless curiosity"
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
suf suf suf
SUFJAN TOMORROW :) :) :)
so excited........seat alone....could make new friends....loving four day work week also...dot dot dot
so excited........seat alone....could make new friends....loving four day work week also...dot dot dot
Sunday, October 10, 2010
life
I walk the long road
and trip upon the speed bumps.
I take the short road
and trip upon the short cuts.
once i get the time i would like to take pictures of cootes paradise.
maybe sometime this week amongst all the hectic-ness!
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
and trip upon the speed bumps.
I take the short road
and trip upon the short cuts.
once i get the time i would like to take pictures of cootes paradise.
maybe sometime this week amongst all the hectic-ness!
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Monday, September 20, 2010
cracked out monday
today was like
insanity
but only the beginning.
it officially feels like school has started.
insanity
but only the beginning.
it officially feels like school has started.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
du jour!
All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.
-- Havelock Ellis
-- Havelock Ellis
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
maritimes in trouble
*crosses fingers* i hope you are all , all right, and this earl guy isn't too mean.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
exhilerating
floating in the west side of the atlantic ocean
mid-summer day on a moroccan beach
on the east side of the atlantic ocean, running up the sea bathed rocks
almost falling in at the cove
being sprayed by the sea, and enchanted by it's mystery
sitting beside the women have a break down on the bus
paralyzed because i felt like moving and leaving her would be inhumain
telling the truth
hearing it back
giving and caring deeply
running through the woods
almost falling
the birds, the deers, the snakes, the everything in between, the frogs, the trees, the bugs
with a backpack filled with just enough, and a will to live
travel i guess
screaming songs i barely know teh words too, and all dolled up
running the bayfront with tina
walking the bayfront alone, eating ice cream
dancing with john
psychic reading with alyson
leaving my keys in my room
learning french conversation
picking classes
picking law schools
defining myself in 8000 characters
guitar players
playing guitar
burns burns burns
changes
anti-technology
running
mid-summer day on a moroccan beach
on the east side of the atlantic ocean, running up the sea bathed rocks
almost falling in at the cove
being sprayed by the sea, and enchanted by it's mystery
sitting beside the women have a break down on the bus
paralyzed because i felt like moving and leaving her would be inhumain
telling the truth
hearing it back
giving and caring deeply
running through the woods
almost falling
the birds, the deers, the snakes, the everything in between, the frogs, the trees, the bugs
with a backpack filled with just enough, and a will to live
travel i guess
screaming songs i barely know teh words too, and all dolled up
running the bayfront with tina
walking the bayfront alone, eating ice cream
dancing with john
psychic reading with alyson
leaving my keys in my room
learning french conversation
picking classes
picking law schools
defining myself in 8000 characters
guitar players
playing guitar
burns burns burns
changes
anti-technology
running
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
sufjan steeeeeeevens
http://sufjanstevens.bandcamp.com/
Above is a link to a free listening experience for Sufjan Steven's new ep All Delighted people. I haven't heard much from this guy lately, well in the last four years since I started listening to him. But he is wonderful. I find his songs so varied, and adventurous and beautiful!
I am so stoked to see him in October it's going to be wicked.
I know this is a really weird thing to be writing to the blog-o-world about, but it's been on my mind.
photos of excursions coming soonish...as soon as i remember to upload them...now?
Above is a link to a free listening experience for Sufjan Steven's new ep All Delighted people. I haven't heard much from this guy lately, well in the last four years since I started listening to him. But he is wonderful. I find his songs so varied, and adventurous and beautiful!
I am so stoked to see him in October it's going to be wicked.
I know this is a really weird thing to be writing to the blog-o-world about, but it's been on my mind.
photos of excursions coming soonish...as soon as i remember to upload them...now?
Monday, August 23, 2010
WIR WIR WIR around the world
Thinking about this video makes me very happy. to know yourself, your likes and dislikes that is important. to know that they will change is almost more important. to understand yourself, and to know when to let go is key. but, to just live every moment as it is passing but worth grasping as long as you can is the best you can do.
i am just trying to grasp every moment with all that i can.
ps. thanks to bonnie for showing me this video!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
rock
M.P once said "once you convince yourself you can do anything if you try, the only thing left is to convince yourself its worth trying"
Sunday, August 15, 2010
just so perfect
there is something just so perfect about being in the forest alone,
hearing nothing but the wind, the birds, the bugs and the tree leaves a-rustlin'
you can hear your own thoughts so much more clearly
it has some weird rebalancing effect on your heart
although, it cause some problems when you fall or get a bug bite ...yuck
i love two places called cootes paradise, and the rail trail around my own habitat.
they are so beautiful, they make the site of trimmed front lawns and manicured gardens heinous.
i am no extreme environmentalist, but when you realise how beautiful a park is , a trail or just the site of beautiful sky reaching trees are
you understand why anyone would want to protect them from us, mean greedy humans.
i love how green canada is. morocco is pretty well, not green however beautiful in it's own way. and of all things to miss, i missed very much those great big maple leaf trees the ones that are just so canadian.
love the outdoors, and love its peace. protect our land please.
thanks
hearing nothing but the wind, the birds, the bugs and the tree leaves a-rustlin'
you can hear your own thoughts so much more clearly
it has some weird rebalancing effect on your heart
although, it cause some problems when you fall or get a bug bite ...yuck
i love two places called cootes paradise, and the rail trail around my own habitat.
they are so beautiful, they make the site of trimmed front lawns and manicured gardens heinous.
i am no extreme environmentalist, but when you realise how beautiful a park is , a trail or just the site of beautiful sky reaching trees are
you understand why anyone would want to protect them from us, mean greedy humans.
i love how green canada is. morocco is pretty well, not green however beautiful in it's own way. and of all things to miss, i missed very much those great big maple leaf trees the ones that are just so canadian.
love the outdoors, and love its peace. protect our land please.
thanks
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
cat cat cat cat chat
This cat, among others, lives in the flower bush outside of my grandma and grandpa's home. They feed them with scraps and give them water. Unlike Canada, most cats in Morocco are no domesticated. So, they are afraid of humans, often unfriendly and very thin with huge eyes. This one, for some reason, did not mind being photographed. She/He was probably too lazy to move in the summer heat or knew how cute she/he looked when being photographed.
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