‘Retirement’ Sucks
I have a proposition. Drop the word ‘retirement’. It’s not a good word. It doesn’t describe in any way what the post employed stage of our lives looks like. Retirement is not The End, it is just the end of a stage. And it comes with a whole lot of negative baggage. It’s just a lazy word.
I Remember it Like it Was Yesterday
Audio version: 9:57
Yeah, actually not so much anymore. Remember that is. I used to take it for granted, I think we probably all do but these days I realize my memories and my ability to remember are like buried treasure. Who knows where they are buried but when you stumble across an old memory long since buried away under layers of time, it is a good day!
Do Bares Pee in the Woods?
This is an audio file, 8:23 minutes of simply uncomplicated fun. I often reread or listen again to my posts, it is sometimes a great escape. I laughed out loud remembering this story as I told it, I hope it gives you the same..
Fumiko and Ainsley
This is an audio file.
It is a story about two ten year olds, joined over time. Fumiko and Ainsley both lived in Deep Bay BC, on Vancouver Island. I have imagined Fumiko, Ainsley is real.
Troublemaker
It is a wise man who has the capacity for authentic self evaluation, the humility to see oneself as one really is not as how one hopes to be seen. Now while that is definitely not me, I have had a chance to remember and reflect on some of my stories so I have decided that I may need to refresh my brand word list
Blood
My cousin Adam’s visit was powerful for me. I had been looking forward to it for weeks, more than I would normally, were it for example a long lost friend visiting. And I didn’t know why.
What is a Man?
So much of conversation is hijacked these days, taken from us before we can give voice, our thoughts unheard. I have read all manner of opinion about manhood, most of it written or voiced through some social, cultural, even political filter but it has given me pause to ponder.
‘What is a man?’
Good Bones
Good Bones. A house, a marriage, a career, our selves, our friendships; they all get rocked by the inevitable high winds, sometimes by terrible storms but they can all survive if they are built upon Good Bones.
What is Missing?
I have reread this blog several times and each time I get to the end knowing it is easy to dismiss as the idle musings of a muddled mind. That it may be, I’ll give you that.
Or not. I’ll leave that part to you.
Silly is Good
I’m a big fan of Silly. Big fan. I wasn’t always. I think I was a wee bit too serious minded when I was younger. When I was in my 20’s I had no time for Silly, it was foolish and a waste of time. After all I had things to accomplish. Even as a young child I can remember being told off by my. parents.
“Don’t be silly Tony”