Wisdom Wednesday ~ 05/10/2016

I leave to children exclusively, but only for the life of their childhood, all and every the dandelions of the fields and the daisies thereof, with the right to play among them freely, according to the custom of children, warning them at the same time against the thistles. And I devise to children the yellow shores of creeks and the golden sands beneath the water thereof, with the dragon flies that skim the surface of said waters, and the odors of the willows that dip into said waters, and the white clouds that float on high above the giant trees.

~ Williston Fish ~


* Today’s Wisdom Wednesday is brought to you by some of the comments on Music Monday this week.  🙂

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More Edworthy Park

Edworthy Park sits in the valley along the Bow River in southwest Calgary.  My Auntie lives within walking distance of this beautiful park and I’ve been taking advantage of it on a near daily basis while on my extended visit.  Edworthy Park is big, and a part of the park above the valley is a large off-leash area for dogs with many walking paths. 


Thomas Edworthy immigrated to Ontario from England in 1872 and moved to Alberta in 1883. He purchased property that was once a part of the Cochrane Ranch.  There, he raised a market garden that provided fresh vegetables and fruit to other homesteaders and railway crews.

Edworthy discovered sandstone on his land, and eventually he opened a quarry.  The business provided sandstone for many buildings in Alberta.  While I was there yesterday, I discovered many areas along the trails where the sandstone deposits were visible. 

sandstone sandstone

The City of Calgary developed to incorporate the land that the Edworthy family had homesteaded and had the quarry. The City began land acquisition for Edworthy Park in 1962 and the park now is roughly 169 hectares. The Canadian Pacific Railway crosses the length of the park.  In 2014 a Calgary council committee chose Edworthy Park as one of six city parks to designate as municipal historical resources.


Edworthy Park is my little piece of the country in the city, while I’m not…in the campo.

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Music Monday ~ Sound of Silence

I wrote The Sound of Silence when I was 21 years old and still living with my parents. The main thing about playing the guitar was that I was able to sit by myself, play, and dream. I was always happy doing that. I used to go off in the bathroom, because the bathroom had tiles, so it was a slight echo chamber. I’d turn on the faucet so that water would run (I like that sound, it’s very soothing to me) and I’d play. In the dark. ‘Hello darkness, my old friend / I’ve come to talk with you again’. ~ Paul Simon ~


Today’s Music Monday choice is a new cover of an old Simon and Garfunkel song and was suggested by regular reader Catherine.  I owned Simon and Garfunkel’s Greatest Hits (on vinyl) at one point.  I think I wore out the grooves on it.

Disturbed’s  version of the song has garnered mixed reviews.  When I went to watch the video on YouTube is was approaching the 110 million mark.  I’m not normally a heavy metal band fan but I didn’t mind this version of the old classic.   Paul Simon himself called it “powerful” and a “wonderful rendition”.

Keep an open mind whilst you’re watching it and go ahead and leave a comment about your thoughts on this version.

The Sound Of Silence

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

Songwriter ~ PAUL SIMON

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Snapshot Sunday ~ 02/10/2016

Raj, the neighbour’s cat comes with three instructions:
1. Don’t feed him;
2. Don’t let him in; and
3. Talk to him and he’ll show off for you.

Today, while I’m missing Dos Gatos, Raj will have to do because I’m not…in the campo.

Cat Raj Cat Raj Cat Raj

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Oh, Canada

nostalgia [no-stal-juh, -jee-uh, nuh-] /nɒˈstæl dʒə, -dʒi ə, nə-/


1. a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one’s life, to one’s home or homeland, or to one’s family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time: 

2. something that elicits or displays nostalgia.

Oh, Canada. My home and native land.  I’ll miss you when I’m back…in the campo.


Wonder knows that while you cannot look at the light, you cannot look at anything else without it. It is not exhausted by childhood, but finds its key there. It is a journey like a walk through the woods over the usual obstacles and around the common distractions while the voice of direction leads, saying, ‘This is the way, walk ye in it. ~ Ravi Zacharias ~

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Talk Thursday ~ Stillness


Going nowhere … isn’t about turning your back on the world; it’s about stepping away now and then so that you can see the world more clearly and love it more deeply.  ~Pico Iyer ~

I’m a big fan of Pico Iyer.  I’ve either quoted him or shared a video on this blog at least three times.  One of my favourite Ted Talks is by Pico, and I included it on the blog in 2014.  It’s all about Home.   If you haven’t seen it or would like to view it again, you can find it here. 

 As I continue my extended visit to Canada, I’ve taken the time reflecting on both my homes.  There is beauty in both of them.  My home in Panama and my home in Canada.  I think that to appreciate what you have; you need to spend some time away from it.    My reflections work in both directions; I can see the little things that annoy me in both countries much clearer than ever before.  I can also see that some of the things I find annoying about Panama also exist in Canada.  I’m also remembering what I miss about Canada and what I miss about Panama.  What I’ve mostly done though is practice walking meditation.  Quietness and observance of my surroundings.  Stillness through shutting the outside clutter out.

 I was reading the local newspaper the other day and found that Pico Iyer is in residence at the Banff Centre from September 26 to October 8th.  The title of the residency is “The Art of Stillness,” which also happens to be the name of his most recent book.   Today I’m sharing the video he did for TED about the art of stillness.

Other links:

The Art of Stillness Residency

Sunday Review: The Joy of Quiet

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Wisdom Wednesday ~ 28/09/2016

You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection. ~ Buddha ~


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n: A sudden disabling attack or loss of consciousness caused by an interruption in the flow of blood to the brain, especially through thrombosis.

 A line from the Book of Ecclesiastes (3:1-11) that I included in yesterday’s post has been a recurring thought for me for the last week-plus:

There is an appointed time for everything,

          and a time for every thing under the heavens.

Just over a week ago, while visiting in Canada with my mother she had a stroke, and I was standing just three feet away from her.  It all happened in the blink of an eye.  Luckily, I recognized the signs right away and had my aunt dial 911.  Mom was in the hospital having a clot removed from her brain within an hour.  That is how quickly things moved.

I think it is important at this point to emphasize how important it was that I noticed the signs right away.  Luckily, less than a week later Mom was back home, a new stent in her carotid artery, a little tired and weak but fully able to talk and walk.

The reason I share this with you all is that I think it’s important to be well versed in some of the classic signs of stroke because it can happen to anyone at any age.


If you have watched the above video, it describes pretty much what happens. The person experiencing the stroke is aware but cannot communicate what is happening. The doctors told me that it is important to get medical attention within four to six hours. A drug called tPA can help re-open blocked arteries if that is the cause of the stroke. Mom had a CT scan and a large clot was discovered. She was quickly whisked off for surgery and it was retrieved through her femoral artery.  A few days later she had a carotid stent put in.

Some common risk factors for stroke are:
• High blood pressure
• Irregular heartbeat (such as atrial fibrillation)
• Lifestyle — Lack of exercise, unhealthy diet, unhealthy weight, excessive alcohol use
• Smoking
• Diabetes
• High cholesterol (lipids)
• Sleep apnea
• Hormone replacement therapy

Spotting the signs and acting fast might mean the difference between life and death. It could mean the difference between a full recovery and lasting disability. Remember FAST, which stands for: Face – is it drooping? Arms – can you raise both? Speech – is it slurred or jumbled? And Time, to call 9-1-1 or your local emergency service right away. Would you know when someone is having a stroke?

An appointed time for everything, a time for every thing under the heavens.
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Music Mondays ~Turn! Turn! Turn!

On Friday, I heard a bible reading and I found myself remembering this song. “Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There is a Season)” is an interpretation of the first eight verses of the third chapter of Ecclesiastes. The biblical passage’s theme is that everything has a time and place:

Book of Ecclesiastes (3:1-11)

There is an appointed time for everything,
and a time for every thing under the heavens.
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant.
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to tear down, and a time to build.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them;
a time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces.
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away.
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to be silent, and a time to speak.
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.

What advantage has the worker from his toil?
I have considered the task that God has appointed for us to be busied about.
He has made everything appropriate to its time, and has put the timeless into their hearts, without our ever discovering, from beginning to end, the work which God has done.

Pete Seeger, an American folk singer and activist wrote the song in 1959. The Byrds, an American folk rock band, recorded and made the song popular in 1965 but several singers have covered it. The song version has some of the same phrases of the bible verse, but an added line at the end emphasizes the Peace Movement, a sign of the time in which it was written.

I’ve chosen Judy Collins’ version of the song today because I love her sweet voice singing the song. I’ll speak more tomorrow about why the reading and the song was timely and why I chose it today for Music Mondays while I’m not…in the campo.

Turn! Turn! Turn!

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late!

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Snapshot Sunday ~ 25/09/2016


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