Not today

Senseless tragedy hit Toronto yesterday when a 25-year old man plowed a rented van into innocent people for no reason — 10 people have lost their lives and 15 are injured. There is currently no evidence to suggest terrorism, but that changes nothing for those who died, those who are fighting for their lives in hospitals and their families. See you next week.

Back in the saddle again (sort of) …

I’ve always been a movie lover and for years I attended TIFF (Toronto International Film Festival). It was something I always looked forward to — even the endless lining up.

Those 10 days every September were sacrosanct, I booked them off almost a year in advance and honestly, short of a disaster there was nothing  — and I do mean nothing — that would have caused me to change my plans.

You’ll think I am totally crazy, but I used to buy the 50-movie pass. Yeah, I’d see five to six movies everyday, for 10 straight

Words to live by …

I’m taking a rest today. I like this better than anything I would have written. Came across it on Sunday in, you guessed it, Maria Shriver’s Sunday Paper. I hope you get as much out of it as I have, we’ve all been there. Cleo Wade is a poet, artist and speaker, with a new book out, “Heart Talk: Poetic Wisdom For a Better Life.”

 

the way out and the way forward

***

I loved myself

through what I had

been through

this is how

I stayed afloat

even when

life’s waters

raised above my head

and when I needed

someone to trust

this is how I knew

which hands

were helping hands

and which

were hurting hands

***

Cleo Wade

 

 

 

 

 

Luck of the draw?

I’ve been thinking a lot about my family lately. No particular reason, at least as far as I’m aware.

Maybe it’s because of all the recent Facebook backlash. Like so many, I’m not happy about the role they played in the Russian meddling and Cambridge Analytica data breech — but am loath to disconnect because it’s such a great way to keep up to date on all the comings and goings of friends and family who live elsewhere.

Maybe it’s because of Easter and Passover. I’ve written before about how we weren’t particularly observant, but we