
Tag: Philosophy
What do you Choose to say
My Substrata is Weakened
bygone cracks lay deep occasionally finding sunlight to be hidden, pasted over with deflections, denial till anew, they reappear ended, they’ll never be but healed, scars, stigma stitched, held by threads of creativity an open heart, and truth, always truth © 2013 by DC Lessoway
Aging…
as we age how the outlook changes towards life, loss perhaps learned patience contains the once youthful furor perhaps cycles of at-hand experience frames a pallet mottled with joy, grief perhaps we choose, conscious or no to pause, watch, maybe make sense of the spectacle of the unworldly with a smile of woe, perhaps recollection © 2013 … Continue Reading Aging…
Canada Day 2013
my dear Canada, our home on native land how true our hearts are to this beautiful north we in the west, look to the east in worry as we graded, stand, for what is gloriously free a toe dipped in Cape Spear, or Tofino from tundra’d glory of Cape Columbia to … Continue Reading Canada Day 2013
Aboriginal Day
first a human being I befragile this flesh and boneof thought, intention, exertionsustenance and atmospheredriving mechanisms of composite chemicals and uproar then Metis coalesces my bloodupon my shoulder, since birtha braided sash of red, blue, white, green and blackfinally finds the sun, my hearthidden, too too long finally a citizen … Continue Reading Aboriginal Day
The customer is always right
Working in retail sucks. Someone I know works retail and far too often has to suffer the whims of the nincompoop. “The customer is always right.” Whomever coined that phrase I’d like to wallop. At time the customer is a brinkin’ idiot, and often. Maybe it is a sense of … Continue Reading The customer is always right
chock full of moments
moments some, you wake up, sweating from some, you shudder, grateful you made it, having escaped, dark places then comes those beautiful consistently stemming from beautiful thought, action a stranger’s benevolent gesture a smile on a stormy day collection of such moments and lessons therein extracted fashion an essence color … Continue Reading chock full of moments
I am fearful
all mediums tell me outside, there, shadows could be, would be terrorists stranger danger but the government’s on it more prisons more rules all to ensue freedom! no matter silly quibbling of elected officials I know the right side I am on the others are just wrong! isn’t it nice … Continue Reading I am fearful
Unvarnished Spirituality
expounded by words is not where the spirit has voice ensconced in an edifice is not where the spirit dwells enmeshed in a group or organization is not where the spirit finds leadership exhibited by ritual is not where the spirit parades exclusive to the individual is where the spirit … Continue Reading Unvarnished Spirituality
Shared Birdsong
Shed
in tears because the innocent have to die in this country, theirs, and others in tears because many put gifts above their own happiness their own needs in tears because politicians, like children bicker, squabble, then smiling stand on the wreckage of a once beautiful country In tears because Aboriginal … Continue Reading Shed
What has changed?
Rescues Me
in forty-eight years beheld, these eyes joy, grief, love, angst, melancholy of widest shades in exhaustive measures external are triggers of delight, woe, adoration yet I know within me stems worry, depression subjugating friendless isolation vexing my most patient friends, family how very bleak it seems till a child’s smile … Continue Reading Rescues Me
Revisionist Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving I am thankful for many things in my life: My wife, family, friends, job, heath, where I live, my country, etc., etc. I really am. This is what it is all about right? Right? In America thanksgiving is about arriving in the new world and starting a new life. … Continue Reading Revisionist Thanksgiving
Crunching Gravel
The Physical Boost of Positive Thinking
Got up this morning, 5:30, still dark, chilly, clear. Love mornings, the quiet, empty streets. Hopped on my bike and went for a ride over the Lions Gate bridge and around Stanley Park’s sea wall. Before traffic and tourists, love it. It was TORTURE! Before I made my first circuit … Continue Reading The Physical Boost of Positive Thinking