Update On Chia Jam

While discussing with my best friend, who does more canning than myself, told me that you do not need a processor. Just any pot where you can put the jars in and cover with water. Also he mentioned that you really only need about fifteen minutes.

Also, some who does canning believe you do not need the processing, that the fruit mixture is hot enough to do the job. (caution: if you are more comfortable with the above method then that is the one to use.)

Original Post with Recipe: A Jam For Diabetics -Chia Jam

A Jam For Diabetics -Chia Jam- Very Healthy For Everyone

My best friend wasn’t happy in his search for a good health jam for diabetics. So, I emailed my daughter who is Juvenile Diabetic a jam using Chia Seeds.

Doing a bit of research I found an article Harvard T. H. Chan School of Public Health. Here is some of what they write about Chia Seed:

Rich in

Two tablespoons of chia seeds (1 ounce or 28 grams) contain about 140 calories, 4 grams of protein, 11 grams of fiber, 7 grams of unsaturated fat, 18% RDA for calcium, and trace minerals including zinc and copper. They are the richest plant source of omega-3 fatty acids. Chia seeds are a complete protein, containing all nine essential amino acids that cannot be made by the body. [2]

There is so much more information on their site and also throughout the internet.

The recipe my daughter sent for jam requires Chia Seeds. Certo is not needed for the Chia Seed provides for a thickener.

My friend has found that this recipe does not affect his blood glucose numbers. Also, I have tried it and I like it better than store bought.

Here is the Recipe:

Take 2 cups of frozen berries (either raspberries or strawberries or blueberries). 

Put this in a pot and let it simmer over low heat until the berries are good and soft. 

Add in approx. 1/2-3/4 cup of sweetener. (Splenda or equivalent)

Once this is stirred in and dissolved, add in aprx 2-3 TBSP of chia seeds.

Place in jars adding seals and rings

Process approx. 45 minutes

Set aside to cool

So dear reader if you are diabetic or know someone who is pass the recipe onto them. Give it a try!

The Crippling Panic Attack

“No amount of me trying to explain myself was doing any good. I didn’t even know what was going on inside of me, so how could I have explained it to them?”
― Sierra D. Waters, Debbie.

Back in the early nineties I was working in a fast food chain as a morning manager. I was going through a rough time. I didn’t know what was happening within me at that time, but a sudden rush of complete panic would wash over me. It was like a was staring at the meanest guard dog and frozen in my tracks.

There was a walk -in clinic just around the corner from where I lived and went to see a doctor. I explained to him how I was feeling and he gave me a prescription for Prozac. They seemed to work but they left me feeling dazed all the time.

I quit the job and moved back into the Kitchener area into a bachelor apartment. A new grocery food chain had opened just down the block. Since I was having trouble coping in crowds I decided to have a friend take me there around midnight. I was doing fine with the shopping and was nearing finishing up. Then a horrible panic attack hit me, the worse I have had to that time. The “fight or flight” kicked in, I turned leaving the cart full of groceries and ran back to my apartment.

For those who have never suffered a panic attack would find it hard to understand. I am not sure I even have the words to describe it fully. They seem to come from out of nowhere, no rhyme or reason, they just hit you like a medicine ball taking the wind out of your body. They leave you frozen on the spot with nerves jumping at every movement around you.

Here is what Anxiety and Depression Association of America writes about Panic Disorder:

Panic Disorder Symptoms

A panic attack is the abrupt onset of intense fear or discomfort that reaches a peak within minutes and includes at least four of the following symptoms:

  • Palpitations, pounding heart, or accelerated heart rate
  • Sweating
  • Trembling or shaking
  • Sensations of shortness of breath or smothering
  • Feelings of choking
  • Chest pain or discomfort
  • Nausea or abdominal distress
  • Feeling dizzy, unsteady, light-headed, or faint
  • Chills or heat sensations
  • Paresthesia (numbness or tingling sensations)
  • Derealization (feelings of unreality) or depersonalization (being detached from oneself) Listen to this podcast.
  • Fear of losing control or “going crazy”
  • Fear of dying

I have learned over the years on how to handle a panic attack should they hit while I am out doing shopping. I just stop wherever I am at, start concentrating on my breathing with deep breaths then exhale. I do this until I feel calm again. I do not stop to consider what others may be thinking about what I am doing.

Panic attacks though not seen, except from a person’s reactions, are so very real. They bring on a sense of danger, horror, even feeling like you might die of a heart attack.

So dear reader if you or someone you know suffers with Panic Disorder you have my sympathies! For those who do not suffer, but, know someone who does, please be patient with them, try using calming words to help them focus and bring themselves back to calm.

Lessons Learned In 2020

“We stand on the edge of the abyss, across whose unknowable face we paint meaning so as not to see into it. It is always there. But we’re here too, and we are no less real than the abyss. We are no less meaningful for being transient creatures caught up in something too big for us. There is still value to our lives. I’ve learned that those things that are most fragile are also the most precious.”
― Ovadya ben Malka, A Damaged Mirror

Don’t Move The Goal Posts

I grew up watching with my siblings Charlie Brown Cartoon Specials. Almost in every one somehow Lucy would talk Charlie Brown into running and kicking the football while she held it. Sure enough, just as Charlie Brown was in motion of kicking the ball Lucy would move it causing Charlie Brown to land flat on his back on the ground.

So it was in politics in America, Democrats would play by the rules while the Senate Leader changed the rules of the game, moving the goal posts. President Obama was left trying to have his nominee for the Supreme Court denied. The excuse given by Senator Mitch O’Connell was, it was in an election year. Fast forward October 2020 President Trump nominates someone for the Supreme Court during an election only a month away. Once again the goal posts are moved and the nominee was confirmed during an election year.

Keep Your Cool!

On the blog site Competitive Edge I found this paragraph on poor sportsmanship:

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A poor sport is someone who takes the emotions that go with losing and “shares” them with everyone around. They put the winner down, claim that their opponent’s victory was either lucky or not deserved (like Plushenko did), bad mouth the game officials or media, and in many other ways, distinguish themselves as immature asses.

If I’m Angry, Upset and Disappointed…

I believe I have written before about how my father would react if he lost a game. When he lost it usually lead to a temper tantrum, sometimes throwing everything to the floor. I soon learned how to avoid playing any type of game with him. What he did was to show me what a poor sport looks and acts like when they lose.

We are seeing a similar situation being played out on a national and global stage. President Donald J. Trump throwing temper tantrums in the face of losing the presidential election. Having lawyers filing law suits in the courts trying to overturn the results of the election. He has not learned how to be gracious in the face of defeat. My guess is that at his age he will not change. He probably has been that way all of his life. When faced with losing he reminds me about a saying I heard while growing up, “taking his ball and bat then goes home”.

Blind Leading The Blind

I am not one who follows someone just because everyone else is doing it. My mother would ask us when I would get myself into trouble with my friends. She would ask the question, “if so and so would jump off the bridge would you also do it”? While watching newscasts seeing people acting irrational being caught up into a “mob mentality”.

…Mob mentality, also called as herd mentality, describes how humans adopt behaviors, buy merchandise, and follow trends based on their circle of influence.  It explains how one’s point of view can be easily altered by those around them…

What Is Mob Mentality?

I can see a situation where President Trump starts to spout rhetoric for his base to watch the polling stations claiming that the Democrats are committing fraud with the ballots.

Poll Watchers CNN Politics By Maegan Vazquez, CNN

Updated 10:19 PM ET, Tue September 8, 2020

“Watch it,” he continued. “Be poll watchers when you go there. Watch all the thieving and stealing and robbing they do. Because this is important. We win North Carolina, we win.”

So dear reader these are a few lessons that I have learned so far in 2020!

Books I’ve Read During the Pandemic of 2020

When the shutdown started back in the early spring I decided to make good use of the time during the shutdown with the pandemic. The following are the books that I have read or I am currently reading now.

To get more information about the book click on the Author’s Name. The link will take you to Amazon.ca. For those reading in other countries change the setting to your country.



On Tyranny; Twenty Lessons from the
Twentieth Century
Timothy Snyder2020
The Elements of Style(Classic Edition)William Strunk Jr.2017
[Originally Published 1918
A Very Stable Genius: Donald J. Trump’s Testing of AmericaPhilip Rucker & Carol Leoning2020
Disloyal; A Memoir, “The True Story of the Former Personal Attorney Donald J Trump”Michael Cohen2020
The Room Where It Happened; A White House MemoirJohn Bolton, Former Security Advisor of the United States2020
Too Much and Never Enough; How My Family Created The World’s Most Dangerous ManMary Trump2020
Currently Reading: RageBob Woodward2020

Some Random Thoughts

You may have noticed that my posts have been intermittent. First when I don’t have a subject I do not write. Also, I have been doing quite a bit of reading. The list of books I have read mostly deal with one subject matter, the man in the White House. I have gone back to hard cover rather than E-Books. There is something about actually feeling the pages when you turn them.

It has also been difficult for me to write at times because of pain generating from my hip. I can only sit at the lap top for a limited time. My medications at supper time usually means that I do not post much after about six at night.

I went to receive a flu shot. The pharmacist said they are expecting a high turn out for it. She also mentioned that this winter presents a troublesome worry, will people be able to distinguish between the flu and Covid-19. This could overwhelm the ERs in some cities.

Some provinces are returning to shut downs because of the numbers are on the rise with positive infections. I believed that lifting some restrictions was premature. I understand that people want to get back to their lives the way it was before the pandemic. Here in Saskatchewan there are reports of Covid-19 appearing in the school system. This leaves me with great concern about my grandchildren, but, in all children in general.

So dear reader these are just some random thoughts about what has been occupying my mind lately.

It Couldn’t Get Any Worse, Can It?

“I don’t believe that this infection really is being transmitted in waves. It’s more like a coronavirus forest fire where in fact, it just burns, burns and burns. But then as soon as you let up the break, then it all comes back again.”CBS News, Oct 13, 2020

As I listened to the Global National News here in Canada they reported on different provinces once again shutting down certain businesses. Here in my province a popular night club was closed due to the amount of people testing positive traced back to the club.

I went for my MRI Monday night, which I thought was strange they were doing them in the evening. They have added a second shift just to catch up from the shutdowns. I asked the technician if people are worried about going for exams. Her reply was, “everyone”. On may way I couldn’t help notice the markers on the floor with arrows to enter and those to follow to exit.

When they called to book the appointment it’s terrible to think this thought, but, my first thought was, it is because the Premier is seeking another term. I may be wrong, but, long before the virus hit us like a hammer I went for a different MRI back in the fall of 2019, I had waited nine months for it. While talking I asked why can’t there be more shifts to serve more people. Their reply was “if they give the hospitals more money”! So, what changed between then and now, simple, election.

As I hear about the new infection rate going up, places once again being shut down, workers being put on furlough. Leaders openly mocking the scientists about them telling people should be wearing masks, also adhering to physical distancing. People have been raised to believe in the science, then their leaders, but now are wondering who to believe, what to believe. Images of rallies, people in bars, swimmers in Florida and California jammed together shoulder to shoulder.

The number of cases here in Canada now has reached two hundred thousand, while the States total number of cases surpasses eight million, and nearly a quarter of a million have died in that country.

So dear reader, it couldn’t get any worse, can it?

Re-blog of My Code Of Honor

We should live, act, and say nothing to the injury of anyone. It is not only best as a matter of principle, but it is the path to peace and honor. Robert E. Lee
Read more at https://www.brainyquote.com/topics/honor-quotes

***There have been many new readers since I first wrote this post. So, I decided to re-blog it.***

An article that Vee at https://millenniallifecrisis.org/2020/01/07/responding-to-weird-mean-comments-and-dms-and-emails/ gave me some inspiration for this blog post.

(clarification: It was the way people treated Vee that caused me to write this post)

My Code Of Honor

  • Treat everyone I interact with with Respect
  • When responding to a comment etc., treat them in a Dignified manner
  • Always try to Understand their point of view
  • When necessary use Sympathy and Empathy

I feel that the above list is a comprehensive way that I should act with all who visit, comment, follow, on this blog.

Thanksgiving 2020

“Give thanks not just on Thanksgiving Day, but every day of your life. Appreciate and never take for granted all that you have.”Catherine Pulsifer

It’s Thanksgiving time here in Canada, Monday October 14. I cannot help but think that this Thanksgiving may be somewhat bitter. It will be about who is not at the table, rather than who is at the table. My heart grieves to all who have lost a loved one, a partner, a friend, for them it may feel more like Dickens Scrooge, “bah, humbug”.

Traveling to Grandma’s house for Thanksgiving may actually be turned into a video call on platforms like Zoom, Face Time, etc., The meal may be only for those who live under the same roof. In Canada travel between Provinces is still not encouraged. One of the questions asked when you book an appointment is, “have you traveled outside of the Province”?

Thanksgiving for me will be myself and best friend, then a phone call to my aunt who lives in another Province. My daughter and grandchildren will celebrate their day at home. Maybe I will hear from them, I will be happy if they do call.

Covid-19 has placed it’s mark on Thanksgiving 2020. This blogger will be interested to hearing how the airlines, bus companies, do over this long weekend.

So dear reader now matter where you are when you are reading this, Canadians and Americans, I wish you the best for this Thanksgiving 2020.

Nominated For Outstanding Blogger Award Tag

Nominated by https://mentalhealth360.uk/

I would like to say thank you to Mental Health 360. I truly appreciate being nominated.


When was the last time you had a really good belly laugh and who were you with?

It was with my best friend playing a game of Cribbage. He was joking around that he needed a certain card to turn up, it did, not once but three times in a row. Well we both busted a gut laughing about it.

If you could change one thing about people, what would it be?

If I could change this one thing about people it would be the torment that they are going through with their Mental Health challenges.

What and when was the last exciting thing that happened in your life?

Oh my, I guess that would be last Christmas while watching the grandchildren open the gifts I bought for them. It was a Fire 7 tablet.

Where would be your dream destination and why?

I think it would be to spend time in Ireland. When I was doing my family tree I learned that my paternal great grandfather was from there. I would like to try to find there area of where he lived growing up. Maybe find some relatives even if they are several times removed on the family tree.

Who would play you in a film, the story of your life, and why that person?

Good question. I am not quite sure. To be honest I cannot think of anyone. It may be to the fact I don’t follow television shows or movies that are in vogue at the moment.

What does the term mental health mean to you and is this something you talk about in general?

Mental health, I guess it would mean a stable mental condition. When I say stable I think I would mean without the help of medications.

Yes, I talk about my mental health when it is appropriate in a conversation. Talking about it helps dispel the myths that keep people from seeking help.

Why did you start blogging and what’s the main theme of your blog?

I first started my blog back in 2011 to speak about Scripture. What I believed back in time, then the journey I have taken and why I have changed my thoughts on certain issues.

Somewhere I began speaking about my challenges being manic depressive, bi-polar. It grew from there.

I now refer to it as my “Journey to Great Mental Health”.

October 2, 2020 – President, First Lady Tested Positive, Now In Quarantine

Just as I was about to turn out the lights, shut off the t.v., around 11 – 11:30 p.m. the news came across with multiple news outlets announced the President and First Lady have tested positive for the Covid-19 virus.

Earlier today it was announced that Presidential aide, Hope Hicks, also tested positive. She was with the President in many events since last Monday. She is also in quarantine, and those who she has been in contact with are also being advised to quarantine.

It is still in the early stage on the numbers who have been in close contact with those who have received positive test results for the coronavirus.

For the President this is very serious because of so many factors. His age, seventy-four years old, he is over weight, and also his dietary routine.

So now the whole election campaign has changed on the stop of a dime, news coverage discussing that debates are probably cancel due to those positive test results of the virus. If the President has to quarantine for fourteen days, this means he will only have about fourteen days to campaign.

Pen Pals?

To want friendship is a great fault. Friendship ought to be a gratuitous joy, like the joys afforded by art or life.
Simone Weil

Growing up was some interesting times, seemed like everyone collected something. Some would collect stamps, others coins, antiques, post cards, etc., I also know of some who collected letters from pen pals from around the world.

I enjoy receiving letters from friends, family. My favorite time was the Christmas season with the Christmas cards people would send to me. If I looked I believe I still have most of them, they are like a mini master piece of a great painter. The post office with them constantly raising their prices it has put a stop to that tradition.

I have been writing emails to different ones. My aunt told me she is always asking her son if I had sent an email, she looks forward to them. I sent her a laptop{I was buying a different one} so that she could write once in awhile. She is slowly learning, she is seventy years old.

This led to start thinking about creating pen pals. I live alone, not much of a social life, basically null really. My connection to the outside world is through emails, letters, and of course, WordPress. Several people can tell you that I send emails to say hello, ask how they are doing. One person lives in Budapest and I love how he tells about life there. I write about life living in Western Canada, Saskatchewan.[mentioned on “The Golden Girls”, several times on the “Simpsons”].

My idea is that this might be away of fighting some loneliness, learn about the places where they live, the foods they like, books they read, shows they like to watch. Just something to look forward to. Help encourage each other when having a down day. Maybe, this idea of pen pals has already expired in this generation.

So dear reader I would like to hear from you if you would like to be a pen pal. Use my Contact Page. Looking forward to hearing from you!

Still Can Learn

“The way for a young man to rise is to improve himself in every way he can, never suspecting that anybody wishes to hinder him.” – Abraham Lincoln

Every once in awhile I need something to inspire me, to motivate me. It is easy to allow myself to enter into rut. It’s too easy just to sit in front of the television without any substance in the program. My body is on the couch or in bed but my mind is a total blank, something like one would see in the old television series, “Twilight Zone”.

I believe it was this past Thursday I either read or heard it that President Lincoln had no formal education, but was a lawyer before he was assassinated. That was like a punch to my forehead.

The other day while reading a post on Ashley’s blog Mental Health@Home she did a book review “Don’t Believe Everything You Feel“. So, I turned on my Fire 7 tablet, searched for the book, bought the e-book and now I am in the midst of reading it.

With the onslaught of winter approaching means it is time to read even more. I love reading the headlines in the papers, the blogs here on WordPress. My interests vary widely in what I read everything from biographies, crime, how to’s, all things Bible.

So dear reader, if President Lincoln can teach himself law to become a lawyer, I guess I can do my best to keep on learning!

Your Silence Is Too Loud!

It is very tempting to take the side of the perpetrator. All the perpetrator asks is that the bystander do nothing. He appeals to the universal desire to see, hear, and speak no evil. The victim, on the contrary, asks the bystander to share the burden of pain. The victim demands action, engagement, and remembering.
Judith Lewis Herman

Growing up in my generation there was a silent rule about children, they were to be seen not heard.

I am not sure how old I was when I first understood death, but I was probably ten years old. I can recall my grandmother and others talking in hush tones about a great uncle. I heard enough to know that they found him in his garage, doors closed, laying under the exhaust. I learned several years later that it was called suicide.

The very first funeral that I ever attended was that for my maternal grandfather in 1975, I was thirteen. I still can see him laying in the coffin. That image made me to never want to see a funeral ever again with an open casket. Why, because that is the last image that you see is the one that you usually remember.

There were too many things that those adults thought a child shouldn’t hear. Well sometimes I needed to hear your voice. Yes, hear it when I was being beat on by my father. When in 2000 sent a message during my mother’s death that he was going to kill me, I couldn’t hear you then either.

Maybe I would have loved to hear your voice after school that you were proud of me getting good grades, only to be asked “can’t you do better”?

How about someone sitting me down to explain why things were happening in my body, why my voice was changing. You know all those things that a young male should be told going into puberty. Oh I hear, your silence led me to have to learn about all that on the streets. Information eventually to be wrong.

I needed your voice to talk with me before I was going to be married. How about what I should expect on the wedding night. Yes, maybe if you would have spoken up I wouldn’t have been so crazy nervous.

Now, about that young man who is being beat upon by a group of thugs, several people watching, but the voice of the bystanders silent where they should have helped or at least called for help.

So many different times where if you would have broken your silence things would have had a different outcome. The woman who is being abused, the child who is being kicked around, the student in the school yard being bullied. Yes, you could have made a difference, but, you just kept silent.

So dear reader those are times when their silence was too loud!

Dear Reader

“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.”
― Leo Buscaglia

Dear Reader:

I wish I could sit down with you over coffee, listen to you about your life experiences, but that is not possible, so I decided to write instead.

I have gone through a transformation that started when I left the ministry. I could no longer with sincerity a gospelize a message that seemed to exclude rather than include.

During this process I sought to learn about others, those of different ethnicity. Those who love others of the same gender, to listen to the atheist to understand why they don’t believe in God. I found all I had to do was start the conversation then sit and just listen to their personal story.

I use to consider myself an evangelical, I no longer make that claim. To be honest I am somewhat baffled by the things they have placed their stamp of approval on. Things that they use to preach against.

Listening without prejudice I found is the biggest step, to cast aside all those things that we have allowed our sight to become clouded. Many of the things I have learned in my life just didn’t fit with how I was starting to feel on this road to transformation.

I have always cheered for the down and out. The one who has been bruised and scarred feeling like life has dealt them a bad hand.

When I first started this blog I had a vision, a vision that would give people a hand up, an open hand, never a clenched fist. I did not know how to go about what I had envisioned, but now I believe that I can bring forth what I saw.

The upcoming two Interviews come from totally different arenas. The first Interview was a trained clinician of whom I have come to respect.

So dear reader I hope you will listen to some of the voices that I am asking to share their life’s story through the series of Interviews.

F.Y.I. – Upcoming

As of this morning I now have two new interviews in the making.

These interviews are what I envisioned when I first created this blog, hence the word “Rethinking”.

It is my true belief that we could end many troubles in society just by talking with each other, but even greater importance, that we listen.

The first interview with Ashley of Mental Health @ Home was well received. It is the cornerstone of this series of interviews.

I am also excited at this achievement, three interviews, three different countries!

So dear reader place a virtual bookmark here and keep a lookout for these upcoming interviews! You will not want to miss them!

Looking – The Interview

I am so pleased on how the initial interview went with Mental Health @ Home by Ashley L. Peterson.

So I am looking for someone else to interview. Again, no gotcha questions, nothing embarrassing.

So dear reader if you would volunteer to be interview I would like to hear from you. Use the contact form and in the first sentence use the word “Interview”. Then I will contact you back.

Lessons Learned While Blogging

“Create. Not for the money. Not for the fame. Not for the recognition. But for the pure joy of creating something and sharing it.”
― Ernest Barbaric

I have written about why I started blogging, group session gave us different ways to handle depression.

What I haven’t written about are some of the lessons that blogging has taught me along this journey.

I have always loved to read, blogging however has instilled in me the joy of writing. Now I am no Hemingway, but, I look back over the years I see quite a difference in the way, the style of my writing.

Here are some other lessons I have been taught since blogging:

  • It has given me purpose. Purpose that I felt I had lost when I stepped down from active ministry.
  • It has opened up so many doors. The people I have had the pleasure of getting to know them through their own blogs. Also when they interact with myself.
  • That we have more in common than that which we are different.
  • I now know I am not the only one with some of the struggles I face from day to day.
  • I have been reminded that on the whole people really are warm and caring.

There are probably many more lessons since I started this journey. All in all though I can honestly proclaim, “I have no regrets”.

So dear reader I would encourage you to do a deep dive within yourself to find some lessons you have learned since you started blogging.

Last Night I Cried – Commentary

Just when you think it that it cannot get any worse, it does!

Last night I sat down to watch our local news, something that I like to do in the evening, basically for the weather report.

While watching a news story hit me like a hammer. A man, Daniel Prude lost his life in Rochester, NY. He was having a mental episode, naked in the street. Police trying to contain him and while doing so were spat at. For that reason they placed over his head what is called a “Spit Hood”. Daniel began to show signs of stress, he vomited in that hood.

EMS were called to the scene and immediately told the officers to roll him back over on his back, then proceeded to start CPR, upon arrival Daniel was pronounced brain dead. Daniel Prude died seven days later, the medical examiner ruled it a homicide.

What I saw was the inhumane treatment of a human being by other humans. Reader, we treat our animals more humanely.

I keep thinking that someone will step up and say “enough is enough”, but no one does. How much more can a nation take before it starts to crumble, a house divided surely cannot stand.

So dear reader, last night I cried!

Summer 2020 – What I Don’t Hear

“Children need the freedom and time to play. Play is not a luxury. Play is a necessity.” – Kay Redfield Jamison

I woke up this morning to the sound of rain hitting my tin roof. It brought back a picture of a child sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor banging a pot with a wooden spoon.

It goes without saying that this year was one of total shutdown, no sports, no beaches, airlines grounded. Most summers here it is not unusual to hear children playing outdoors, maybe some with chalk drawing pictures on the pavement. Driving around the neighborhood the cooling station is empty, missing was the kids running around in the water with their laughter ringing out with a mixture of the odd squeal mixed in.

It brought back memories of my daughter when she was old enough to sit on the floor with her toys scattered about. Every once in awhile I would join her in her playtime. Sometimes I would place her on my lap while I sat at the organ playing, her tiny hands placed on the back of mine.

This year has grabbed out attention to what we know call “Covid-19”. You cannot help not hearing the term with it’s full coverage on every newscast, magazine, and newspaper.

For this writer it is not what we are hearing, but rather, it is what is not being heard. Like I have already mentioned, the sounds of children, also missing this year is the socializing that I loved when going from one garage sale to the next. Just the fun of looking at what others are selling.

What is not being heard is the sound of bands in our city park playing at the band shell with people listening while sitting in the grass soaking up some pure Vitamin D.

What is not being heard or seen is the famous “Snowbirds” flying in air shows across Canada and the United States. Tragedy grounded them during a time when Canadians were reeling at the fact of a mass shooting in the Province of Nova Scotia. They were taking and flying across the land to bring some cheer to counter balance a horrific event.

So dear reader let me ask you, what isn’t being heard around you?

Dear America, My Letter to You

This post today is not related to issues about mental health. Rather it is a letter I have written because every time I watch the news I keep asking myself, “what happened”.

It is not about who to vote for, Republican, Democrat, or Independent. It is just myself putting my thoughts on paper.

I hope you will take a few minutes to read this, be assured I am not making a political statement.

Dear America:

I have been thinking about writing to you for quite some time.

I grew up with the skyline of a great American city, Detroit, Michigan.  As an adult I traveled through your great country. I found people were friendly, always had a kind word. There was a point in my life while in the state of California that I was thinking about moving into America.

It is now forty years since I was in your country, I keep thinking where did America go that now it is barely recognizable.  How did good Americans allow what is now happening from the Atlantic to the Pacific Shores.

Have you forgotten that great song penned by Woody Guthrie, “This land is your land, this land is mine land”. You have been through many terrible events since the inception of America. Civil War, Vietnam, 9/11, you were resilient working together to overcome all of those.

America you were not afraid of hard work, putting in place a rail system that stretch from East to West through the Rocky Mountains.

America let me ask you, when did it become us versus them, division of classes, and color of the skin.

Look out your windows, see what is happening in your streets, violence, shootings, places set on fire.  All these incidences are tearing apart the very fabric of your nation.

So America let me remind you of part of a speech given by former President Barak Obama at the 2004 DNC convention:

Well, I say to them tonight, there is not a liberal America and a conservative America — there is the United States of America. There is not a Black America and a White America and Latino America and Asian America — there’s the United States of America.


A Canadian who is very concerned.

Being Resolute!

It is only through labor and painful effort, by grim energy and resolute courage, that we move on to better things. Theodore Roosevelt
Read more at https://www.brainyquote.com/topics/resolute-quotes

Resolute: Use the adjective resolute to describe a purposeful and determined person, someone who wants to do something very much, and won’t let anything get in the way.

From Source:https://www.vocabulary.com/dictionary/resolute

It was while reading an article of Chateau Cherie’s “The Importance of Confidence” is where I found the inspiration for the topic of this post. Thank you Cherie!

Anyone who as been around me for awhile will notice I can be stubborn at times. No I am not mean, or cannot be reasoned with. The area where my stubborn streak appears is when I am trying to accomplish a task.

I can point to the things that I have accomplished I can point to several things.

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  • Taught myself the piano
  • Then while travelling on the road learned to play the organ, a Hammond B3 with a Leslie speaker.
  • Learned my way around personal computers. I was working for a not for profit here as office manage. They had a computer which at that time was Windows 3.1. When I had quiet times I would tinker around the software learning the in’s the out’s of it. The lawyer for the organization gave me the push to move forward. He said “go ahead you can’t break it”. The office needed some type of fax machine, so I dig in and eventually add a fax feature to the computer. I set it up to receive faxes between midnight and eight int the morning. I began letting contacts know about it and it worked straight out of the gate.

There are many more things where my resolute brought about great accomplishments. My mother learned about how to use my stubbornness to get me to do things. All she would have to say to me is “you cannot do that”. Well that was like fighting words to me. I would set about showing her that I indeed could do that which she said I couldn’t.

I guess what I am trying to say is being stubborn is not a bad trait, it can actually be good in favor to us. Being resolute can move us forward, shakes off the fear that leaves us frozen in one place, one time, not looking to the past.

So dear reader if you are like me, stubborn, take it, use it to move you forward to accomplish great things. You will never know until you actually try!

The Progression Of Civil Liberties

 “It is impossible to struggle for civil rights, equal rights for blacks, without including whites. Because equal rights, fair play, justice, are all like the air: we all have it, or none of us has it. That is the truth of it.” Maya Angelou

*** I started writing this post yesterday. I had to set it aside to deal with a family issue.***

Most of the liberties we enjoy were not always available in many democracies. They came into being after much protests, outcries.

  • The freedom of slaves happened after the civil war
  • In 1920 women finally had the right to vote in America after the nineteenth amendment was passed in congress
  • In 1964 President Lyndon signed the civil rights act
  • In 2015 gay marriage was made final in the Supreme Court held in a 5–4 decision that the Fourteenth Amendment requires all states to grant same-sex marriages.

So dear reader most civil liberties only came to be only after much protest, petitions, court battles.

Something New For This Blog?

I have been mulling this over for quite some time. I wasn’t sure, not really sure now, if this idea would work for me.

The Interview

There are some great bloggers out there, I come across their blogs, that I would love to ask them a series of questions in the form of a written Interview. Then post the Interview here on this blog. I already have some in mind when it comes to this. It will go beyond what they write, share on their blog.

I enjoy re-blogging others post to give them some extra exposure. Topics ranging from depression to transgender. I read the posts, while reading I have questions I would love to ask, but I feel using the comment section is not the correct arena to do so.

I feel those who read this blog just may enjoy reading the insights of other bloggers. No worry, nothing embarrassing will be asked or posted. The first thing in the Interview would be their biography.

I am not sure the frequency of these, I feel the comfortable would be one a month. At the most twice.

If you know of someone who you would like to see interviewed please use my Contact Page.

So dear reader I am excited to start an adventure with this feature of an Interview.