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A Quick Thought: Love

A Quick Thought

I was at my friend Leah‘s site last night, where she posted a question asking what love is.

I typed my answer in a comment.

I wanted to touch on the more active nature of the feelings around love. I bounced the comment off a few people and then refined it to reach something a little more widely understandable.

This is what I came up with (add your own thoughts in the comment section if you like)…


“You place all your faith in something beyond your senses and yet, through your will, it becomes more solid than stone.”


Appreciation Thanks Photographia. Canadianisms and the Hug Syndrome

Canadian Appreciation Week – A Quick Thank You

I’ve been horrible. I never referenced the people that started this whole activity.

A big round of applause should go out to Bluemichy and Canadianprariegirl for their warm idea of paying homage to our country.

While I haven’t done everything exactly according to plan, I do admire people that implement good ideas (more on this later).



Photographia Canadiana

In the spirit of being a day behind, I exascerbate the loathing felt towards my horrible punctuality by not even posting any photos here.

Again, I do have a website of photographs, and most of them are taken in Canada.

While everywhere in the world has beauty, I love the feeling I get when I take a photo of a maple leaf. I’m a big softie that way.

So, let’s play a game. Go visit my photography page, go to the galleries, and see if you can tell me where all the photographs of landscapes were taken.

I mean, it should be pretty easy.

You can write your guesses in the comments section like so: Gallery 1, 2nd photo from the top, Toronto, Ontario

Bonus points if you can be even more specific than that.



Canadianisms

Here in Canada, we have so many attributes that others from all over the world point out…

  • Patience
  • Friendliness
  • Willingness to Help
  • High Tolerance to Alcohol
  • Military Micropower
  • Not American


This list is small, and only a few of those items are true.

Rather than go into the typical writ of Canadianisms, I will list the various types of people you will find in Canada that call themselves Canadian (special thanks to Dave for help with this list)…

The CanuckleheadThis is the typical, beer-swilling, laid-back person you all know and love. Always in a toque and jeans, this loveable soul finishes all sentences with the typical ‘eh’. You’ll usually find this person on a patio somewhere, drinking Keiths and talking about Hockey or politics. Oh wait, those are the same thing…

The HomesickerThese are people that immigrated to Canada for a better life, and yet do nothing but talk about how awesome their home country was in comparison. Frankly, I don’t understand why these people are here when they are obviously so in love with their previous home. Pride is one thing, but dissing your current locale is not cool.

Alienated EasternerPerhaps French. Perhaps not. Well, nix the ‘perhaps not’. Separatism is always a threat we Canadians face. Québec leaving would really suck. I don’t know how some people there can feel unappreciated when so many from other provinces flock to Québec to get away from it all. I, personally, have never come into contact with any disgruntled Québecois. I just hear about them on the news and from friends who like to make up stories.

Self-Important WestAgain, I don’t think I’ve ever come across anyone from the West who wasn’t friendly and patriotic about the whole country. I wonder if the media makes up stories about how the West takes its financial success too seriously. Seriously enough to want to be their own country. How would they defend themselves? The HMS Haida is in Hamilton! Isn’t that our only defence?

AIAThe Americans In Awe. I have met people from this group. They are folks from South of the border who move up here for a better life and find it. Mind you, these people moved up when one american dollar could buy a thousands-square-foot house in the rich neighbourhoods in any major Canadian city. It’s nice to see people that appreciate the country though. Refreshing.

The ChineseProbably the largest visible ethnic group [Thank you, Captain Obvious – Dave]. I honestly believe that Canada should be called Chinada. Take a cross section of my friends, for instance, and you’ll find that half of them are Chinese. I hear a lot of people complaining about Hong Kong money and rich kid syndrome and such. However, these ‘rich folks’ were unfairly put to work ages ago building railroads and suffering. Now a lot of them are highly successful because of hard work, either from where they came from or right here (or both!). All of my Chinese friends appreciate living here. Folks from India run a close second in sheer volume and friendliness. Europe is third.

Rick Mercer – ‘Nuff said.

Overly Sensitive People People that take offence to things in this entry that aren’t meant to offend anyone. Read carefully!


That’s my list. There are many other ethnic groups and such, but this isn’t meant to be a serious entry (except for perhaps the parts that speak of my appreciation for certain things).



A Final Word About the Hug Syndrome

I’ve been noticing people posting long comments usually made up primarily of the word hug.

This is just plain annoying. I referred earlier to good ideas. This hug thing is a bad idea.

I understand the intentions are good, and that people are trying to spread love.

But honestly, I think most people would appreciate that the comments would have something to do with the article they worked hard to write.

I don’t mind the word hug. I’m just saying that maybe there can be some substance to a comment, rather than a simple cut-and-paste message.

Honestly, though, someone’s gotta say something.


People begin to glower at Jorge, thinking him the Grinch of Spaces….

Unified Wellness Theory

A Unified Wellness Theory

The human body is a complicated thing. Complicated things are very interesting, especially when you consider trying to figure out how they work.

Anything with such complexity is a paradox.

It is something that has the capacity to work exceedingly well.

It also has the capacity to have many things wrong with it.

This is one topic that occasionally surfaces in my mind due to the fact that I know I have the ability to worry myself into a state of sickness.

Today is just my attempt to put some of these thoughts somewhere more permament than my brain.



Sickness

Given how much crap we put into our bodies, it is no small wonder that we get sick fairly frequently as a species.

These toxins leave us open for assault from all manner of germs and such.

I had a conversation with a wise man recently.

He told me that people are in the hospital for three reasons (I’m paraphrasing)…


  1. They have something in their body (viral, bacterial, etc)
  2. They have something on their body (wound, lesion, etc)
  3. They have something in their mind


The first two groups of people need no explanation. Something external has created a problem for them on or in their bodies. The argument here: most people in the hospital are part of the third group. These people, in essence, give themselves disease.

Now, I’m not necessarily as heavy-handed in the way that I think about sick people. However, there is a lesson here. I’ll take you along my line of thinking.



Disease

Certainly reality dictates that everything will fail from time to time. If you think about the fact that we are made up of millions and millions of tiny organisms, and each of those organisms are composed of a large number of atoms, you can’t help but wonder how many screw-ups there are. Think about it. Cells divide all the time. Once in a while there has to be a mistake. Usually these are caught by the body, but once in while, they are not.

Welcome to disease.

So, wouldn’t it stand to reason that mistakes might happen more often if we make them happen more often?

Our thought process is governed by chemical reactions. Ironically, our thought processes can result in other chemical reactions. By thinking we can affect our body.

So the third category of people listed previously are those who don’t aid their body in the task of getting rid of the disease they have. They actually end up aiding the disease.



Happiness is a State of Mind

Will being happy and cheerful all the time make you invulnerable?

Probably not.

There is a good chance that grinning like an idiot in the path of an oncoming train will permanently change your smile.

At the same time, frowning and fretting will probably not give you a higher chance of getting struck by lightning. Unless, of course, you mope around in a field with no cover during a thunderstorm.

I would say, though, that maintaining a positive state of mind will aid your body in it’s quest to work as close to perfectly as possible.

Thinking positive thoughts probably creates a chemical reaction that affects the environment of your body positively, allowing your natural defenses to work unhindered.

Conversely, negativity probably hinders your body from healing itself.

When someone tells another that it’s all in their head (especially for psychological disorders), it can be quite a downer to the victim. ; They interpret it as something that they could just switch off if they wanted to. ; Perhaps they can’t just switch it off, but they can contribute to their well-being by thinking about getting better.



Drugs

There are a lot of people who are opposed to taking medication because they feel that it is not natural and that the body can heal itself.

While there are probably a rare few on Earth who can regenerate their entire bodies after being dipped in a vat of hot acid, the rest of us have to make do with what little healing talent we have.

Drugs (natural and synthetic) are designed to help our body deal with what is wrong.

By reaching a positive state of mind, you’ll probably catalyze the effect of the treatment and get better a lot sooner.



The Bottom Line

As a complex machine, we have an obligation to do a little bit of maintenance every once in a while. We need to take care of ourselves and be more positive people.

This would take the sting out of most of what ails us, I believe.


Apologies if this sounds like a bit of a ramble. Just trying to jot down some thoughts…

Pear Flowery

Millions of Pears. Pears For Me

The other night I went shopping for groceries. We have several 24-hour grocery stores in the vicinity, so if one needs to refill the larder, it’s not a big task.

I figured I’d go down to Sobeys, but I ended up taking a wrong turn, and ended up in a traffic jam on an expressway.

Eventually, I ended up at a Dominion and proceeded to shop. After spending almost an hour in the traffic jam (at 1 AM no less) I had forgotten what we had at home in terms of fruit, so I ended up getting a basket of pears, not realizing that we already had a basket at home.

I’ve been averaging 3-4 pears a day.

All I can say is…

PEARS!



Flowery Observation

Yesterday my wife was having a bad day.

I decided to get her some flowers*, so I stopped off at the flower shop in the concourse level of the building I work in.

I picked up a bunch of Gerber Daisies with some greenery and headed home.

As I walked, I noticed that women I walked past would smile at me. Or maybe they would just smile and happened to be looking sort of at me because I was holding the flowers (which is what they were most likely looking at).

It was a strange phenomenon.

And I’m not talking about a few women. I’m talking about every woman I walked past.

It was a little unnerving.

My brain was formulating a hypothesis…


BRAIN CELL 1: It appears that upon seeing flowers, women become happy!
BRAIN CELL 2: Indeed. This is a most interesting discovery.
BRAIN CELL 3: How could we not have known this before?
BC1: Not sure, chap. Not sure at all.
So, is it safe to say that to make women happy, we should buy them flowers?
BC3: I don’t think the wife would really appreciate us spending money on other women, even if it would make the world a better place.
BC1: Yes. But it seems that just holding the flowers and walking makes women happier, if only for the time they see us carrying the flowers.
BC3: You might have something there.
BC1: Well, I’m not just good-looking, you know.
BC2: I’m just writing this down…women…complete strangers…see flowers…carry the one…
BC1: We might have ourselves a new law!
ALL: Hooray!


Good old brain.

Always thinking.

Anyhow, another thing I noticed is that guys that caught sight of the bouquet would have one of two reactions…

  • A guilty look
  • An angry look


What’s up with that?


BC2: Have you noticed how many guys are glowering in our direction?
BC3: It is odd, isn’t it?
BC1: Oh! Oh! New law!
BC3: Indeed!
BC2: Men will feel negative emotions when looking at other men carrying flowers.
BC1: Weird.


The most amusing reactions, though, were the guys with their gals. Here’s the play-by play.

  • Couple walking along.
  • Girl sees flowers I’m carrying and smiles.
  • Guy with girl sees girl smiling at me.
  • Guy looks at me and scowls.
  • Guy holds girl’s hand.
  • Guy moves closer to girl.


Like I’m going to steal your lady, Chuck. One guy on the subway even turned to his girlfriend and held both of her hands, desparately trying to hold her gaze.

Sometimes I’m ashamed to be a guy.




* – Yes, folks. Sometimes you can get people flowers for no other reason than to make them smile…

The Raven Can Go to Hell

The Raven Might Have Been An Idiot

When I see a quote, I usually take it with a grain of salt. A lot of the most famous quotes were made a long time ago, and may not apply to things today. However, people still use them.

And so, I have received some salt from a few people about this quote


Stress is the refuge of the fearful.
– Jorge Figueiredo, 2005


And so, I think I will change it (as it is my quote after all…) to…


Stress is a refuge for the fearful.
– Jorge Figueiredo, 2005

Thoughts?



Clouds Can Go to Hell

I woke up at 4:40 AM this morning to see the meteor shower. My eyes playing tricks on me (thanks to sleep) took a few minutes to focus, and what I saw was…


CLOUDS!


So much for seeing one of the most spectacular sights in the sky…