Today was an early day filled with much excitement. Many MANY people ANY micro personal moments. But the biggest, best moment, while saying good bye to the beautiful scenery before me, was the people that stopped by to share their stories.
There was the two sets of couples - one from the area and their friends from Rhode Island. They had several stories of their previous visits to the area and how they met. My friend and I shared our days activities with them too. And then we parted ways.
Moments later, we had another lovely couple stop to chat with us. The lovely lady was from the UK, now living in the states and her very positive, loving partner was from El Salvador. They shared stories of their previous travels, we talked about the wonders of Toronto and they talked about their travels and we shared moments from movies we’ve all watched. What a lovely, REAL moment.
It reminded me, in a particularly spectacular environment, just how important people are to me. I really do love people and their stories. Learning from them, growing from them. It’s digging ever deeper into my soul. It’s about sharing smiles and love.
Moments to share stories.
Moments about the people.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Moments D218: New Underwear
Sometimes it’s the simple things in life that I love. And today’s smile came from enjoying my annual stash of new underwear.
Which colour? Black? Purple? Red?
Yes. Sometimes it’s about the simple things!
Moments appreciating new colours and textures.
Moments with (gasp) stuff.
Which colour? Black? Purple? Red?
Yes. Sometimes it’s about the simple things!
Moments appreciating new colours and textures.
Moments with (gasp) stuff.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Moments D217: Jack
Anyone who knows me knows that I love Jack Skellington. Perhaps it’s not so much Jack himself, but the ideal behind finding the magic around you. In Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas, Jack is bored with his humdrum, repetitive life and goes on a mission to take over Christmas. Along the way, Jack learns a lot about himself and those around him. For me, it’s about my favourite holiday (Halloween) and one of my favourite producers (Tim Burton) and the amazing stop motion. And Jack, well, Jack’s hard not to love. He’s scary and he’s sweet all at the same time.
Today, I saw a lady walking with a black bag over her shoulder. And on it was a white Jack smile. No more, no less. For those untrained eyes, they may not know what they are looking at, but for me, it brought a HUGE smile. Jack smiling out at the world. Kinda like this one:

I like unexpected surprises like that.
Moments of surprise.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Moments D216: Random Calls of Kindness
Today I received a call that brought a smile to my face. It was from a co-worker who knows about my upcoming vacation. She’s a beautiful soul and one that I rarely have an opportunity to cross paths with. But when I do she brings such light and love into a conversation. She’s just one of those kind, deep souls.
And she called to say “I hope you have a great time.”
A simple message. A simple act of kindness.
And yet, it’s a great big warm fuzzy. A huge gesture for her to reach out randomly and let me know she’s thinking of me and my vacation.
So sweet. I was so touched.
Moments to smile and appreciate those around you.
Moments of random kindness.
And she called to say “I hope you have a great time.”
A simple message. A simple act of kindness.
And yet, it’s a great big warm fuzzy. A huge gesture for her to reach out randomly and let me know she’s thinking of me and my vacation.
So sweet. I was so touched.
Moments to smile and appreciate those around you.
Moments of random kindness.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Moments D215: VIP Concerts ROCK
Tonight was an amazing night. BFF + VIP = fun, fun fun.
It was the Theory of a Deadman & Big Wreck concert at Massey Hall (a beautiful venue!). Big Wreck is my girlfriend’s favourite band (well, at least top two!) and she went all out for this show - VIP.
We met the band. We received a signed and numbered lithograph. We had a laminated pass given to us. We had our pictures taken with them. And best of all, we were in the second row! Best, seats ever!
Moments to dance and sing along with fellow fans.
Moments with the music.
It was the Theory of a Deadman & Big Wreck concert at Massey Hall (a beautiful venue!). Big Wreck is my girlfriend’s favourite band (well, at least top two!) and she went all out for this show - VIP.
We met the band. We received a signed and numbered lithograph. We had a laminated pass given to us. We had our pictures taken with them. And best of all, we were in the second row! Best, seats ever!
Moments to dance and sing along with fellow fans.
Moments with the music.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Moments D214: Winter's First Snow
Yes that magical day was today!
I managed to sleep in today (9am) and I lounged in bed knowing that I had a busy day ahead. (Busy but not active in that I was to read and summarize 2 or 3 chapters for my class today.) So I took my time enjoying the beams of sunshine peeking through my blinds and curtains.
Finally, when I couldn’t find reason to stay cozy in bed any more, I pulled myself out and made my way to the window to take a look at the sunshine beyond the blinds. Much to my surprise there was a layer of white dusting the world below. It was faint, but there was no mistaking it - the season’s first snowfall had arrived.
I love that moment. Sometimes it’s a big snowfall and other times it’s a dusting like today. Either way, I love that moment. It’s the definitive sign that the season has changed. No longer are we in the dredges of fall, we are at the beginning of winter.
I know, for some, winter comes with a downside. The lack of light (shorter days/longer nights), the cold and of course the snow. Me. I like to celebrate it. I love the crispness in the air, even if it is in the negative temperatures. (It’s about being dressed for the weather!) I love crunching my boots over the fresh snow, or better yet over snow that has settled, partially melted, and frozen again. Have you ever tried to walk upon this delicate crust and not break it? I have. Many, MANY times.
The beginning of winter means snowboarding and fires. Snowball fights and hot chocolate. Shovelling snow and gabbing with the neighbours. Spending a day, warm inside, watching the snow storms outside watching movies or playing video games. If I’m lucky, maybe a tobogganing outing with those I love. If I’m luckier yet, maybe a few late nights tucked in with friends drinking mulled cider and sharing stories.
Yes, for me, there is much to love about winter. Today, for me, winter has officially arrived. WOOT! That makes me smile.
Moments to be surprised.
Moments to watch the seasons change.
I managed to sleep in today (9am) and I lounged in bed knowing that I had a busy day ahead. (Busy but not active in that I was to read and summarize 2 or 3 chapters for my class today.) So I took my time enjoying the beams of sunshine peeking through my blinds and curtains.
Finally, when I couldn’t find reason to stay cozy in bed any more, I pulled myself out and made my way to the window to take a look at the sunshine beyond the blinds. Much to my surprise there was a layer of white dusting the world below. It was faint, but there was no mistaking it - the season’s first snowfall had arrived.
I love that moment. Sometimes it’s a big snowfall and other times it’s a dusting like today. Either way, I love that moment. It’s the definitive sign that the season has changed. No longer are we in the dredges of fall, we are at the beginning of winter.
I know, for some, winter comes with a downside. The lack of light (shorter days/longer nights), the cold and of course the snow. Me. I like to celebrate it. I love the crispness in the air, even if it is in the negative temperatures. (It’s about being dressed for the weather!) I love crunching my boots over the fresh snow, or better yet over snow that has settled, partially melted, and frozen again. Have you ever tried to walk upon this delicate crust and not break it? I have. Many, MANY times.
The beginning of winter means snowboarding and fires. Snowball fights and hot chocolate. Shovelling snow and gabbing with the neighbours. Spending a day, warm inside, watching the snow storms outside watching movies or playing video games. If I’m lucky, maybe a tobogganing outing with those I love. If I’m luckier yet, maybe a few late nights tucked in with friends drinking mulled cider and sharing stories.
Yes, for me, there is much to love about winter. Today, for me, winter has officially arrived. WOOT! That makes me smile.
Moments to be surprised.
Moments to watch the seasons change.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Moments D213: Girls sticking together
Tonight was the Metric concert. I’ve been looking forward to this concert for some time for a couple of reasons. One, they are a great band and two - it was an opportunity to catch up with my BFF who has been insanely busy mitigating much change in her life. Fighting a cold and tired, she hauled out for the evening’s festivities. That was a special feeling in its own right.
After a delightful dinner with cocktails and wine at E11ven, we made our way through the definite winter chill to the ACC. We quickly found our seats and were introduced to the couple just next to us. Little did we know that this was NOT a good thing.
This 40-something couple was very drunk! Unfortunately the guy was incredibly obnoxious as well and in everyone’s space around us. Because of this, a group of ladies just behind us were also drawn into the drama as we waited for the concert to begin.
I had hoped that once the concert began they’d settle down into the music and the performance. Sadly, this was not the case. Further, my poor BFF was right beside them. She was bumped and pushed and annoyed to no end by the male drunkard.
I too was distracted by this couple’s actions, for I was worried that my friend, fighting a cold, was really not enjoying herself. I even offered to switch seats to help. It was one of these times where I looked over to make sure that things were going okay when I noticed that the lady directly behind the couple was leaned over and talking sternly to them. YES! She was giving them shit for intruding into my BFF’s space. That was an awesome moment. Having a complete stranger look out for us.
I mentioned this stranger support to my BFF. She said that it was like the 4th time this particular lady had done just that. Oh my. I was doubly impressed. This last time seemed to do the trick though as the drunken couple did seem to keep their distance from that point onward.
In the end, it was a great concert that we were unable to fully enjoy because of this distraction. The woman of the drunken couple actually vomited at one point. Yup. Forty year old party animals. So strange and so unfortunate.
And yet, I smile at the thought that we had a complete stranger watching and helping out from behind.
Moments of distractions.
Moments to thank strangers.
After a delightful dinner with cocktails and wine at E11ven, we made our way through the definite winter chill to the ACC. We quickly found our seats and were introduced to the couple just next to us. Little did we know that this was NOT a good thing.
This 40-something couple was very drunk! Unfortunately the guy was incredibly obnoxious as well and in everyone’s space around us. Because of this, a group of ladies just behind us were also drawn into the drama as we waited for the concert to begin.
I had hoped that once the concert began they’d settle down into the music and the performance. Sadly, this was not the case. Further, my poor BFF was right beside them. She was bumped and pushed and annoyed to no end by the male drunkard.
I too was distracted by this couple’s actions, for I was worried that my friend, fighting a cold, was really not enjoying herself. I even offered to switch seats to help. It was one of these times where I looked over to make sure that things were going okay when I noticed that the lady directly behind the couple was leaned over and talking sternly to them. YES! She was giving them shit for intruding into my BFF’s space. That was an awesome moment. Having a complete stranger look out for us.
I mentioned this stranger support to my BFF. She said that it was like the 4th time this particular lady had done just that. Oh my. I was doubly impressed. This last time seemed to do the trick though as the drunken couple did seem to keep their distance from that point onward.
In the end, it was a great concert that we were unable to fully enjoy because of this distraction. The woman of the drunken couple actually vomited at one point. Yup. Forty year old party animals. So strange and so unfortunate.
And yet, I smile at the thought that we had a complete stranger watching and helping out from behind.
Moments of distractions.
Moments to thank strangers.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Moments D212: Flash Mob
Today, no fog. Perhaps there should have been. I hit the ground running hard today with IT issues and fires burning in many directions. But, as the day came to a close, the team pulled together and we worked through it all with a smile.
Today’s smile (though there may be more tonight in the quiet of my eve) was a well needed break in the tension. I finally read an old email from a work colleague sent July 30. (Yes - I’ve been busy and I leave silly emails aside until I have time for them!) This was the gist of the email:
Today’s smile (though there may be more tonight in the quiet of my eve) was a well needed break in the tension. I finally read an old email from a work colleague sent July 30. (Yes - I’ve been busy and I leave silly emails aside until I have time for them!) This was the gist of the email:
A Flash Mob in Moscow, Russia. Try and not smile as you watch this. Putting on the Ritz…in Moscow, no less less! What a crazy, delightful ever changing world! Who could have thought that in 2012 young people in Moscow would put on a “flash mob” happening, dancing to an 83 year old American song, written by a Russian born American Jew (Irving Berlin)? SOUND ON!http://www.youtube.com/embed/KgoapkOo4vg?rel=0
And yes. I smiled and I enjoyed all five minutes of the video.
Moments to pause.
Moments to reset.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Moments D211: Spectators & Late Dinners
Today, another morning in the fog. Not a good omen to start the day, and yet, beautiful once again.
The day wasn’t an easy one, but it was better than yesterday. So, that’s a start and I’m grateful for that.
Today is volleyball day. (Each Thursday is for the next little while….) I had two of my best friends suggest they come and watch me play tonight. I was thrilled! So I gave them directions and fought through my (less) challenging day.
As I arrived at the high school we play at, I realized something was wrong as the doors we typically use were locked! Fortunately the front doors to the school were open, but flooded with students. Apparently it was DANCE night!
OH NO!
So I texted my friends who were coming a little later to give them updated instructions. Ha. Good move I thought, right? Sure, if there was service in the gym. But I didn’t notice that until I checked my phone for messages after my first game! DOH!! Yes, that’s just the way my week has been going.
After re-sending the text I started playing the second game and crossed my fingers that they could navigate their way through the teenage crowd.
Nearly an hour and 20 min later and they walked in the door….and with it the biggest smile of the day! We were JUST about to start our next match, so I ran over and gave them not-quite-big-hugs (I was glistening a little too much for one of the real hugs!). They watched for the next hour (three games). It was really wonderful to have them there.
And then, it got better. We went for a Chinese dinner. One of the couple is a new Canadian, but tonight, we celebrated his American thanksgiving with CHINESE! We had so much food!!! I took a doggy bag home. I think my car still smells of Chinese food.
It was a great way to end the day. I’m so fortunate to have such great people in my life. It washes away the toils of the mundane.
Moments with food & friends.
The day wasn’t an easy one, but it was better than yesterday. So, that’s a start and I’m grateful for that.
Today is volleyball day. (Each Thursday is for the next little while….) I had two of my best friends suggest they come and watch me play tonight. I was thrilled! So I gave them directions and fought through my (less) challenging day.
As I arrived at the high school we play at, I realized something was wrong as the doors we typically use were locked! Fortunately the front doors to the school were open, but flooded with students. Apparently it was DANCE night!
OH NO!
So I texted my friends who were coming a little later to give them updated instructions. Ha. Good move I thought, right? Sure, if there was service in the gym. But I didn’t notice that until I checked my phone for messages after my first game! DOH!! Yes, that’s just the way my week has been going.
After re-sending the text I started playing the second game and crossed my fingers that they could navigate their way through the teenage crowd.
Nearly an hour and 20 min later and they walked in the door….and with it the biggest smile of the day! We were JUST about to start our next match, so I ran over and gave them not-quite-big-hugs (I was glistening a little too much for one of the real hugs!). They watched for the next hour (three games). It was really wonderful to have them there.
And then, it got better. We went for a Chinese dinner. One of the couple is a new Canadian, but tonight, we celebrated his American thanksgiving with CHINESE! We had so much food!!! I took a doggy bag home. I think my car still smells of Chinese food.
It was a great way to end the day. I’m so fortunate to have such great people in my life. It washes away the toils of the mundane.
Moments with food & friends.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Moments D210: Fog
Today has been a terrible day. I kept hoping that there would be a moment that light away the darkness that descended upon me today. It just seemed like Mercury's retrograde was in full force on me today. Who knew that the best moment of my day would be early this morning and not something from later on in the day. I certainly didn't have a clue of what was to come today!
And so, as I sit and reflect upon this challenging day (on so many levels it hurts my head!), the moment I share with you is fog.
This morning, our fine city was blanketed in a fog. This doesn't happen very often, but this morning it was quite thick. So much so that my car was covered in moisture from its grasp.
I remember the morning clearly. I opened my front door and as the view came before me I smiled. I couldn't see the tennis courts across the street and I could barely see my car not steps away from me. Fog is a type of weather that I don't see often and yet, strangely, I've enjoyed its company a couple of times in the past week. (I drove in it on my way to my friends 3 hours away last weekend. THAT was fun driving in and out of the valleys on the back roads!) But I digress.....
The fog, while beautiful, comes with some negative symbology attached to it. Hidden obstacles, eerie moments (horror movie anyone?) and general sense of foreboding. Hmmm. Perhaps I should have paid better attention to the symbolism of the fog today instead of its beauty.
I found this summary of the symbolism of fog. It's pretty comprehensive and explains (better than I today) what I'm thinking in terms of fog's negative symbology. Enjoy.
Moments connect with nature.
Moments to move beyond.
And so, as I sit and reflect upon this challenging day (on so many levels it hurts my head!), the moment I share with you is fog.
This morning, our fine city was blanketed in a fog. This doesn't happen very often, but this morning it was quite thick. So much so that my car was covered in moisture from its grasp.
I remember the morning clearly. I opened my front door and as the view came before me I smiled. I couldn't see the tennis courts across the street and I could barely see my car not steps away from me. Fog is a type of weather that I don't see often and yet, strangely, I've enjoyed its company a couple of times in the past week. (I drove in it on my way to my friends 3 hours away last weekend. THAT was fun driving in and out of the valleys on the back roads!) But I digress.....
The fog, while beautiful, comes with some negative symbology attached to it. Hidden obstacles, eerie moments (horror movie anyone?) and general sense of foreboding. Hmmm. Perhaps I should have paid better attention to the symbolism of the fog today instead of its beauty.
I found this summary of the symbolism of fog. It's pretty comprehensive and explains (better than I today) what I'm thinking in terms of fog's negative symbology. Enjoy.
Moments connect with nature.
Moments to move beyond.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Moments D209: Pigeons Freed
Today’s best moment came to me as I was parking my car before class tonight. As I turned the corner into the parking garage and the big garage door opened up, two trapped pigeons came rushing towards me in the car and ultimately over the car and out the garage door.
FREEDOM.
Yes. That’s right. It seems lie two pigeons were caught in the underground garage. And I just happened to open the garage door at the right time for them to escape.
Such a big smile today. Pigeons unexpectedly flying overhead from a parking garage. Strange. Odd. Amazing.
Moments to be surprised.
Moments to enjoy the unexpected!
FREEDOM.
Yes. That’s right. It seems lie two pigeons were caught in the underground garage. And I just happened to open the garage door at the right time for them to escape.
Such a big smile today. Pigeons unexpectedly flying overhead from a parking garage. Strange. Odd. Amazing.
Moments to be surprised.
Moments to enjoy the unexpected!
Monday, November 19, 2012
Moments D208: Christmas Music
Today’s moment came about due to a letter I got in the mail on Friday. I haven’t had a chance to read it or go over the details until just today. It was from XM Radio. My trial period with the satellite radio will end early in January 2013. This saddens me as I have truly enjoyed their services, but at $15 a month, it seems a little silly to pay for music in the car when I’m rarely in the car. Sure I can add another $4 to my monthly bill and get XM radio on my phone and via internet. That might make it more valuable as I could then listen to it at work and at home. I’ve enjoyed the random smattering of new music outside of my comfort zone and this will be a loss in my musical world. Thought provoking indeed, but not the point of this post. So while I lean towards letting the subscription lag, I am, today, enjoying two of their latest stations.
Once upon a time I used to really love Christmas. The carols, the decorations and most importantly (for me), spending good quality time with my family and friends. Over the years that excitement has waned. I can’t really explain it. I suppose part of it was that my ex wasn’t very excited about Christmas and it was always so much energy to get him involved with it. The other part? I’m never home for Christmas. It’s easy for me to travel to others. I’m the odd duck out. So it’s hard to get excited to set up decorations when I won’t be home to see them. Add school into the mix (and final exams a week before Christmas) and Christmas has lost its lustre.
And yet, today while flipping through the XM radio stations to see what else I’d miss out on should I not sign up, I found not one, but TWO Christmas Music stations. I can’t tell a lie. It wasn’t long before I was singing along with Bing and Frank and Nat and SMILING. It was a flicker of a spark. Could it be that the Christmas spirit is alive within? Perhaps it will catch and alight in flame. Something stirs within to pull out the decorations and lights. Maybe it’s time to revisit a past love.
Moments to revisit & re-evaluate.
Moments with music.
Once upon a time I used to really love Christmas. The carols, the decorations and most importantly (for me), spending good quality time with my family and friends. Over the years that excitement has waned. I can’t really explain it. I suppose part of it was that my ex wasn’t very excited about Christmas and it was always so much energy to get him involved with it. The other part? I’m never home for Christmas. It’s easy for me to travel to others. I’m the odd duck out. So it’s hard to get excited to set up decorations when I won’t be home to see them. Add school into the mix (and final exams a week before Christmas) and Christmas has lost its lustre.
And yet, today while flipping through the XM radio stations to see what else I’d miss out on should I not sign up, I found not one, but TWO Christmas Music stations. I can’t tell a lie. It wasn’t long before I was singing along with Bing and Frank and Nat and SMILING. It was a flicker of a spark. Could it be that the Christmas spirit is alive within? Perhaps it will catch and alight in flame. Something stirs within to pull out the decorations and lights. Maybe it’s time to revisit a past love.
Moments to revisit & re-evaluate.
Moments with music.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Moments D207: Fire Calls
Today was another day filled with fun and laughter. It’s like I nearly forgot just how good these peeps are. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I had forgotten how amazing these friends are, it’s just that it’s been too long since I last saw them. This weekend was such a breath of fresh air. It was exactly what I needed and I’m grateful we managed to find a weekend that worked within both of our very busy schedules. I am bound and determined to not let years pass before the next visit!
Today’s smile, however, comes to you via a the volunteer fireman of the family. About half an hour before I was to head out for home, a fire call came in. With a jump he dashed from the couch, nearly running out the door in just a t-shirt and a toque. Realizing it was likely too cold out for just this attire, he ran back up the stairs for a sweater….and I managed to get a big, BIG squeeze from him before he raced to the fire hall.
Just to see him jump into action. The seriousness of it. The dedication of it. To hear him over the radio communicating to his fellow volunteer firemen. I loved every moment of it. It brings a smile even as I write it out.
I’m proud of him for finding this passion. This wasn’t a dream of his, but one that found him. He took a leap of faith and now he’s a very important person in the community in which he lives and protects. Beautiful.
Moments sitting back and watching and admiring.
Moments of pride.
Today’s smile, however, comes to you via a the volunteer fireman of the family. About half an hour before I was to head out for home, a fire call came in. With a jump he dashed from the couch, nearly running out the door in just a t-shirt and a toque. Realizing it was likely too cold out for just this attire, he ran back up the stairs for a sweater….and I managed to get a big, BIG squeeze from him before he raced to the fire hall.
Just to see him jump into action. The seriousness of it. The dedication of it. To hear him over the radio communicating to his fellow volunteer firemen. I loved every moment of it. It brings a smile even as I write it out.
I’m proud of him for finding this passion. This wasn’t a dream of his, but one that found him. He took a leap of faith and now he’s a very important person in the community in which he lives and protects. Beautiful.
Moments sitting back and watching and admiring.
Moments of pride.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Moments D206: Warm welcomes
Today was a day filled with adventures with friends I haven’t seen in far too long. From sampling great foods (pumpkin bread, curry squash soup, and carbonara pasta), to swimming lessons, short family visits, dropping of surprise food, a bazaar, a walk in the woods while playing “eye spy” to movie time post dinner. It was a busy, but relaxing day filled with many moments to smile and share.
But the best moment of my day was when I wasn’t even awake yet. Whispers…then I caught the sound of my name. Once, twice….and a third that made me curious and open my eyes.
I couldn’t resist, tired as I was. I made my way out of bed and to the voices I was excited to see my youngest hostess. Now 6, she is a pure bundle of joy. I turned the corner to see her beautiful smile and a note upon her chalkboard easel. She was in the middle of spelling my name upon the chalkboard. ”Good Morning Jennifer. We are so happy you could come.” Was the message upon the chalkboard. Those warm words were quickly followed with a big ‘ol hug from her too.
Yes, that was a great way to start my day.
Moments of whispers.
Moments of surprise and hugs.
But the best moment of my day was when I wasn’t even awake yet. Whispers…then I caught the sound of my name. Once, twice….and a third that made me curious and open my eyes.
I couldn’t resist, tired as I was. I made my way out of bed and to the voices I was excited to see my youngest hostess. Now 6, she is a pure bundle of joy. I turned the corner to see her beautiful smile and a note upon her chalkboard easel. She was in the middle of spelling my name upon the chalkboard. ”Good Morning Jennifer. We are so happy you could come.” Was the message upon the chalkboard. Those warm words were quickly followed with a big ‘ol hug from her too.
Yes, that was a great way to start my day.
Moments of whispers.
Moments of surprise and hugs.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Moments D205: Coffee Time
Today’s moment came out of an act of kindness this morning at work.
I woke up late, feeling quite tired and reluctantly dragged myself out from beneath my cozy duvet into the chill of my apartment. The tired, the cold inspired me to stop at my neighbourhood Starbucks and today, today I wanted to share the coffee love with my office mates. So, I contacted one of the girls in the office to get everyone’s order.
After ordering 12 coffees and holding up the line (I’m sure you can imagine) I had three full trays of coffee to take into the office all by myself. One of the gentlemen behind me laughed and asked how on earth I’d ever do this by myself. I said “Simple. I stack ‘em”. And stack them I did. I had to walk a good 1/2 block to where my car was parked, and I won’t lie, I was nervous as I’ve never stacked three trays tall before! BUT, I managed to get to the car without incident. A small moment of a win.
When I got into the office there was much love and thanks for the coffees, which is sure to always bring a smile. But it wasn’t until nearly 2 hours later as I was catching up on my emails that I found this:
The image was actually animated in my email and was doing a happy-dance-jig. Oh my goodness. I couldn’t stop giggling. Yes. Best moment of the day. Unexpected giggles.
I just wanted to say thank you to my wonderful team who work so hard every day and in the end, I was given love & positive energy back. Yes. It was a good day, even with all the struggles we had!
Moments to thank your department.
Moments to giggle.
I woke up late, feeling quite tired and reluctantly dragged myself out from beneath my cozy duvet into the chill of my apartment. The tired, the cold inspired me to stop at my neighbourhood Starbucks and today, today I wanted to share the coffee love with my office mates. So, I contacted one of the girls in the office to get everyone’s order.
After ordering 12 coffees and holding up the line (I’m sure you can imagine) I had three full trays of coffee to take into the office all by myself. One of the gentlemen behind me laughed and asked how on earth I’d ever do this by myself. I said “Simple. I stack ‘em”. And stack them I did. I had to walk a good 1/2 block to where my car was parked, and I won’t lie, I was nervous as I’ve never stacked three trays tall before! BUT, I managed to get to the car without incident. A small moment of a win.
When I got into the office there was much love and thanks for the coffees, which is sure to always bring a smile. But it wasn’t until nearly 2 hours later as I was catching up on my emails that I found this:
The image was actually animated in my email and was doing a happy-dance-jig. Oh my goodness. I couldn’t stop giggling. Yes. Best moment of the day. Unexpected giggles.
I just wanted to say thank you to my wonderful team who work so hard every day and in the end, I was given love & positive energy back. Yes. It was a good day, even with all the struggles we had!
Moments to thank your department.
Moments to giggle.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Moments D204: Car Wash
Today’s moment is a silly one, but one I will share none-the-less.
I enjoyed my drive home post-volleyball singing my heart out to the radio. (In case you are curious, we split our matches. Won 1/Lost 1, but I had a lot of fun, played well and played hard and I was enjoying the energy high on the drive home.)
Close to home I stopped to get gas and decided last minute to take my Tink through the car wash. As the garage door opened to the car wash, one of my favourite P!nk songs came on The Truth About Love.
As I drove up to the spot to sit and let the car wash do it’s thing…I found myself totally into the song; totally seat dancing and singing along. It wasn’t long before I was throwing a bit of ‘tude into it too. And then, I realized that my tinted windows were saving me from the people outside the car wash. The angle was such that I had a couple (in a limo no less) looking into my wind shield! Oh yes. I had a wee giggle to myself and then I dug in a little deeper into the song.
Yes. I rocked it out. Right. To. The. End. And I loved every second of it.
Today’s smile getting caught dancing when you thought no one was around!
Moments alone.
Moments shared!
I enjoyed my drive home post-volleyball singing my heart out to the radio. (In case you are curious, we split our matches. Won 1/Lost 1, but I had a lot of fun, played well and played hard and I was enjoying the energy high on the drive home.)
Close to home I stopped to get gas and decided last minute to take my Tink through the car wash. As the garage door opened to the car wash, one of my favourite P!nk songs came on The Truth About Love.
As I drove up to the spot to sit and let the car wash do it’s thing…I found myself totally into the song; totally seat dancing and singing along. It wasn’t long before I was throwing a bit of ‘tude into it too. And then, I realized that my tinted windows were saving me from the people outside the car wash. The angle was such that I had a couple (in a limo no less) looking into my wind shield! Oh yes. I had a wee giggle to myself and then I dug in a little deeper into the song.
Yes. I rocked it out. Right. To. The. End. And I loved every second of it.
Today’s smile getting caught dancing when you thought no one was around!
Moments alone.
Moments shared!
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Moments D203: Toodles
Today I received an email from a dear friend that I’ve known for over 10 years. Unfortunately said friend moved away maybe 6 or so years ago. It’s been challenging to keep connected, but it never fails that we find a moment here and there to re-connect.
This coming weekend I will make the 3 hour trek out to see my friends. I haven’t been to their house since their little girl was a baby. She is now a beautiful, vibrant little girl and I can’t wait to see her art!
Today’s email was simple but deep with warmth and love. I miss my friends and I look forward to catching up as much has transpired in both our lives since last we connected.
The email was signed: ”Toddles. Only 3 more sleeps.”
Biggest smile of the day by far.
Toodles. So cute. And so my friend. I can’t wait to squeeze her, her hubby and her wee babe in pink.
TOODLES. Until the next moment!
This coming weekend I will make the 3 hour trek out to see my friends. I haven’t been to their house since their little girl was a baby. She is now a beautiful, vibrant little girl and I can’t wait to see her art!
Today’s email was simple but deep with warmth and love. I miss my friends and I look forward to catching up as much has transpired in both our lives since last we connected.
The email was signed: ”Toddles. Only 3 more sleeps.”
Biggest smile of the day by far.
Toodles. So cute. And so my friend. I can’t wait to squeeze her, her hubby and her wee babe in pink.
TOODLES. Until the next moment!
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Moments D202: Late!
Today’s moment is a silly one, but it made me smile none-the-less.
I worked later than expected and was running late for my night class. My ETA was 10 minutes into class. Sadly, by the time I got to the parking garage at my school the lot was full. Now, I was really going to be late.
As I drove around looking for another parking spot I contemplated skipping class. I was tired, I’ve been working too hard and I was frustrated with being late.
And then, I found a new parking garage, closer to the building my class is in. It was only $1 more for the evening. That was a mini-score in itself.
And I rushed my way to class, hoping to be only 10 minutes late. I quickly opened the door to my classroom and realized - the prof was missing. The class was half empty. What a surprise indeed.
I wasn’t late after all. And then it dawned on me. There had been an email last week from our prof about him being late this week. I had completely forgotten. What a silly surprise and a moment for me to breathe and de-stress from the hectic day I had had.
My smile: I was late, but I wasn’t late! :)
Moments of silly surprises.
I worked later than expected and was running late for my night class. My ETA was 10 minutes into class. Sadly, by the time I got to the parking garage at my school the lot was full. Now, I was really going to be late.
As I drove around looking for another parking spot I contemplated skipping class. I was tired, I’ve been working too hard and I was frustrated with being late.
And then, I found a new parking garage, closer to the building my class is in. It was only $1 more for the evening. That was a mini-score in itself.
And I rushed my way to class, hoping to be only 10 minutes late. I quickly opened the door to my classroom and realized - the prof was missing. The class was half empty. What a surprise indeed.
I wasn’t late after all. And then it dawned on me. There had been an email last week from our prof about him being late this week. I had completely forgotten. What a silly surprise and a moment for me to breathe and de-stress from the hectic day I had had.
My smile: I was late, but I wasn’t late! :)
Moments of silly surprises.
Monday, November 12, 2012
Moments D201: Overtime
Tonight was the Raptors game versus the Utah Jazz. It was an unexpected evening of fun and excitement on many levels.
The best part wasn’t dinner (though I was nearly going to write today’s moment about cheese today because of my awesome dinner at PicNic, but I figure I am sure to have another moment with cheese in my future!), nor was the best part being in one of the corporate boxes with food and beverages. The best part of my day was when the Raptors went into overtime. Okay, okay. You’re right. The moment wasn’t going into the first overtime because the Raptors should have won the game in regular play, but the Jazz fought to catch up. It was the second and third overtimes that we fought through - those were very exciting moments!
For me, it became reminiscent of life. Perhaps a reach, but bear with me. I enjoy relating every day things to the bigger picture.
Life is a bit like a team sport. We are surrounded by teammates (family/friends/partners/lovers) and together we work/play towards a common goal. And while it might be cheeky to say that we’re all trying to “win the game of life”, I think that is exactly what we all strive to do on one level or another. The tricky part? Defining what a “win” is in the game of life. The goal will be different for every individual, but at the core of it, I think for most, it is finding happiness and fulfillment. What happiness and fulfillment looks like may take many forms.
So why the ramble of sports and life? I guess the triple overtime inspired me and is therefore became my moment of the day. Like the Raptors going into overtime tonight (over and over again!), I feel like my game of life has been in overtime as of late too. I keep fighting the good fight and trying to increase the point spread only to find myself tied at the end of the quarter. Not quite a win. Not quite a loss. For much of this year, I’ve felt as though I’m shot for shot for and against me. The overtime for this round isn’t over yet and I’m hopeful that by the end of the year I pull out a win in this match. I won’t/can’t give up without a good fight.
What really inspires me about this whole concept is when I think about my “teammates” in this game of life. I know my “series of games” aren’t over (by far) and I have many more matches and overtimes to fight through before the series is over. I know that I have become much better at surrounding myself with teammates that will help me win. They will be there for me when I look to them to help push through the fatigue as much as I am for them. On an important level, this is a win in and of itself….choosing strong teammates.
So today I celebrate overtime. Digging deep and finding more energy to play the game you thought should have been won and over already. Digging deep and inspiring your teammates as much as they inspire you to push through the fatigue and pain.
Moments where life goes into overtime.
Moments with teammates.
The best part wasn’t dinner (though I was nearly going to write today’s moment about cheese today because of my awesome dinner at PicNic, but I figure I am sure to have another moment with cheese in my future!), nor was the best part being in one of the corporate boxes with food and beverages. The best part of my day was when the Raptors went into overtime. Okay, okay. You’re right. The moment wasn’t going into the first overtime because the Raptors should have won the game in regular play, but the Jazz fought to catch up. It was the second and third overtimes that we fought through - those were very exciting moments!
For me, it became reminiscent of life. Perhaps a reach, but bear with me. I enjoy relating every day things to the bigger picture.
Life is a bit like a team sport. We are surrounded by teammates (family/friends/partners/lovers) and together we work/play towards a common goal. And while it might be cheeky to say that we’re all trying to “win the game of life”, I think that is exactly what we all strive to do on one level or another. The tricky part? Defining what a “win” is in the game of life. The goal will be different for every individual, but at the core of it, I think for most, it is finding happiness and fulfillment. What happiness and fulfillment looks like may take many forms.
So why the ramble of sports and life? I guess the triple overtime inspired me and is therefore became my moment of the day. Like the Raptors going into overtime tonight (over and over again!), I feel like my game of life has been in overtime as of late too. I keep fighting the good fight and trying to increase the point spread only to find myself tied at the end of the quarter. Not quite a win. Not quite a loss. For much of this year, I’ve felt as though I’m shot for shot for and against me. The overtime for this round isn’t over yet and I’m hopeful that by the end of the year I pull out a win in this match. I won’t/can’t give up without a good fight.
What really inspires me about this whole concept is when I think about my “teammates” in this game of life. I know my “series of games” aren’t over (by far) and I have many more matches and overtimes to fight through before the series is over. I know that I have become much better at surrounding myself with teammates that will help me win. They will be there for me when I look to them to help push through the fatigue as much as I am for them. On an important level, this is a win in and of itself….choosing strong teammates.
So today I celebrate overtime. Digging deep and finding more energy to play the game you thought should have been won and over already. Digging deep and inspiring your teammates as much as they inspire you to push through the fatigue and pain.
Moments where life goes into overtime.
Moments with teammates.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Moments D200: Remembrance Day
What a perfect day for my 200th post. Remembrance Day.
I can’t believe it’s been 200 days since I started this journey blogging about special moments from each and every day. For better or for worse, I’ve managed to find a special moment that brought a smile to me for 200 days. I won’t lie. Some days were much harder than others to find that moment that brought me the warmth of a smile. Other days there were many, many moments to choose from.
Today, as I find myself exhausted from a long, late evening of fun, I am slow moving and my mind is quietly reflecting upon my journey of the past 200 days and when it dawned on me that this milestone is shared with the timing of Remembrance Day….I smiled.
While I have learned much in the past 200 days of writing, one thing has become ever apparent. There is a tendency for people to be self-centered. I don’t know how we managed to find ourselves down this path of entitlement and I don’t think most are even aware of it happening. But then I think to myself, “Where would we be if we didn’t have those on the front line fighting for our freedoms?” They keep us in a place that is safe and they are doing it for the greater good. I am thankful to those selfless souls.
I know it isn’t easy to step outside of self and to think of others. The everyday creeps in and often overrules the bigger picture of honour and respect. My wish, my hope, is that today, Remembrance Day, may inspire more moments of selflessness. Honour your words. Honour your actions. Honour those around you. Yes it takes time. Yes it takes energy and awareness. But, isn’t that why we are here? For one another, not self? Who are you if you are not with others? (Just another good reason to surround yourself with the best people!)
So in this shared moment I want to look beyond my personal toils, pains and ultimate growth over the past year and remember those who fought to allow me the safety of being here to experience this life.
Let us remember the past and look to the future.
Let us remember the people in our lives matter while being true to self.
Moments for others.
I can’t believe it’s been 200 days since I started this journey blogging about special moments from each and every day. For better or for worse, I’ve managed to find a special moment that brought a smile to me for 200 days. I won’t lie. Some days were much harder than others to find that moment that brought me the warmth of a smile. Other days there were many, many moments to choose from.
Today, as I find myself exhausted from a long, late evening of fun, I am slow moving and my mind is quietly reflecting upon my journey of the past 200 days and when it dawned on me that this milestone is shared with the timing of Remembrance Day….I smiled.
While I have learned much in the past 200 days of writing, one thing has become ever apparent. There is a tendency for people to be self-centered. I don’t know how we managed to find ourselves down this path of entitlement and I don’t think most are even aware of it happening. But then I think to myself, “Where would we be if we didn’t have those on the front line fighting for our freedoms?” They keep us in a place that is safe and they are doing it for the greater good. I am thankful to those selfless souls.
I know it isn’t easy to step outside of self and to think of others. The everyday creeps in and often overrules the bigger picture of honour and respect. My wish, my hope, is that today, Remembrance Day, may inspire more moments of selflessness. Honour your words. Honour your actions. Honour those around you. Yes it takes time. Yes it takes energy and awareness. But, isn’t that why we are here? For one another, not self? Who are you if you are not with others? (Just another good reason to surround yourself with the best people!)
So in this shared moment I want to look beyond my personal toils, pains and ultimate growth over the past year and remember those who fought to allow me the safety of being here to experience this life.
Let us remember the past and look to the future.
Let us remember the people in our lives matter while being true to self.
Moments for others.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Moments D199: First aid
Today ended up being a day of waiting. Waiting for answers. Waiting to head out for the day (or as it turned out for the evening). A test of patience if ever there was one. But, once the wait and drive out of town was over the fun kicked in. This was no night for gentleman Jack….just the regular everyday version. Jack and I were quick to reacquaint ourselves. I had time to make up as everyone at the party was already up to speed…..
As a side bar - What a fantastic group of people and I’m so happy to have met them this past summer. Playing baseball with the lot, or just hanging out over a beverage - these are good peeps. I’m glad I was able to have one last hurrah with them post-baseball season.
Sadly even athletic, good peeps can be klutzy. This was the case of one of our teammates. After surviving a slippery hot tub/pool visit (the mamma bear in me (and being the most sober) had, admittedly expected the worse there), it was the shower that took him out. He arrived back at the “party room” his finger held tight by his other hand. He was bleeding pretty good after cutting himself shaving.
Fortunately I travel with a first aid kit. Yes, yes, I know. Make fun of me if you must, but THIS time, it was handy to have. I immediately kicked into gear and cleaned, wrapped and taped up his bloody finger. The wrap job was so good that it lasted all night. That made me smile.
I’ll take the teasing. I’m just glad we didn’t need to rush out and find band-aids. Instead we were able to just focus on the task at hand and take it all in stride.
Moments to be prepared.
Moments of fun and silliness.
As a side bar - What a fantastic group of people and I’m so happy to have met them this past summer. Playing baseball with the lot, or just hanging out over a beverage - these are good peeps. I’m glad I was able to have one last hurrah with them post-baseball season.
Sadly even athletic, good peeps can be klutzy. This was the case of one of our teammates. After surviving a slippery hot tub/pool visit (the mamma bear in me (and being the most sober) had, admittedly expected the worse there), it was the shower that took him out. He arrived back at the “party room” his finger held tight by his other hand. He was bleeding pretty good after cutting himself shaving.
Fortunately I travel with a first aid kit. Yes, yes, I know. Make fun of me if you must, but THIS time, it was handy to have. I immediately kicked into gear and cleaned, wrapped and taped up his bloody finger. The wrap job was so good that it lasted all night. That made me smile.
I’ll take the teasing. I’m just glad we didn’t need to rush out and find band-aids. Instead we were able to just focus on the task at hand and take it all in stride.
Moments to be prepared.
Moments of fun and silliness.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Moments D198: Highway Video
Today as I was driving home from shopping for a new down filled winter jacket (oh ya - success!), I was on a highway that I don’t typically frequent. The lanes were filled with vehicles, but we were moving along quite well. As I went under one of the underpasses I looked up and saw a gentleman with a video camera on a tripod capturing the flow of traffic.
In that brief moment as I passed under his camera I smiled and I wondered what it was he was doing. Why he was capturing this footage of cars and trucks on the highway. What was he going to use that footage for?
A silly moment, but a moment none-the-less.
Moments of wonder.
Moments to dream.
In that brief moment as I passed under his camera I smiled and I wondered what it was he was doing. Why he was capturing this footage of cars and trucks on the highway. What was he going to use that footage for?
A silly moment, but a moment none-the-less.
Moments of wonder.
Moments to dream.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Moments D197: Veterans
Today I had two moments before I even made it into work. The first was as I was getting into my car. A lovely older (likely retired!) gentleman was just getting out of his car to have a round of tennis with his mates. Given that there was frost on my car, I had to smile. These guys were hard core! As he walked away from the cars, he turned back and said “Have a great day!”. I couldn't help but smile as I returned the warm thought back.
Then as I drove to work I noticed a sign in front of one of the retirement residences.
It made me smile. How smart of the building/landlord to put up such a message in front of a retirement home. And it worked. I stopped and though of the vets that fought for us for the freedoms we enjoy today. And I smiled.
Two warm smiles before the day began. I suppose that’s a sign of a good day to come?
Moments with shared words.
Moments to remember those who fought for our freedoms.
Then as I drove to work I noticed a sign in front of one of the retirement residences.
It made me smile. How smart of the building/landlord to put up such a message in front of a retirement home. And it worked. I stopped and though of the vets that fought for us for the freedoms we enjoy today. And I smiled.
Two warm smiles before the day began. I suppose that’s a sign of a good day to come?
Moments with shared words.
Moments to remember those who fought for our freedoms.
A quote to share
“In all of our lives there are days when we die a little, when we are wounded by loss or failure, or by fear, or by seeing the suffering of others for whom we are powerless to aid but are able to offer only pity.”
| — | Dean R. Koontz - “Odd Apocalypse” |
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Moments D196: Bird Man
Today’s smiling moment came early as I drove to work.
On my way to work there is a house that is often covered in perched pigeons on its roof. I never understood why. The houses adjacent to this home have a few misplaced birds, and the houses beyond those neighbouring the “bird house” don’t have any pigeons perched upon their rooves. It was always perplexing to me. Why pigeons upon that one house?
Well, today the answer was revealed. As I slowed for the red street light ahead, I watched in wonder as the pigeons suddenly started to flock to this house. As I crept closer in the stopped traffic, I realized why.
There, from the second floor window, was a bare-breasted man leaning out into the cold morning with a small white bucket. From this bucket he was tossing seed to the roof in front of him. The birds swarmed and swooped and filled every inch of the roof of his home. This was a man who was happy to be feeding the birds. He had a huge smile upon his face as he watched them dance around him. This was not a man worried about what kind of damage the birds might do to his home (or to his neighbours’ homes). This was a man in the moment enjoying the moment with the pigeons.
And I, from afar, enjoyed watching him and his birds. He is now officially dubbed “Bird Man” in my world. And I know that every day that I pass his home from this day forward, I will smile.
Thank you Bird Man for this moment.
On my way to work there is a house that is often covered in perched pigeons on its roof. I never understood why. The houses adjacent to this home have a few misplaced birds, and the houses beyond those neighbouring the “bird house” don’t have any pigeons perched upon their rooves. It was always perplexing to me. Why pigeons upon that one house?
Well, today the answer was revealed. As I slowed for the red street light ahead, I watched in wonder as the pigeons suddenly started to flock to this house. As I crept closer in the stopped traffic, I realized why.
There, from the second floor window, was a bare-breasted man leaning out into the cold morning with a small white bucket. From this bucket he was tossing seed to the roof in front of him. The birds swarmed and swooped and filled every inch of the roof of his home. This was a man who was happy to be feeding the birds. He had a huge smile upon his face as he watched them dance around him. This was not a man worried about what kind of damage the birds might do to his home (or to his neighbours’ homes). This was a man in the moment enjoying the moment with the pigeons.
And I, from afar, enjoyed watching him and his birds. He is now officially dubbed “Bird Man” in my world. And I know that every day that I pass his home from this day forward, I will smile.
Thank you Bird Man for this moment.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Moments D195: Closing Doors
Today was an interesting day. Today I chose to firmly close the door on a dream I've had since I can remember.
The process of getting to this point has been challenging. I’ve dug deep into myself and asked some tough questions over the past two months when this opportunity first presented itself.
In the end, I came to understand a couple of key points about myself.
First, I fully recognized just how important my family is to me. (Don’t get me wrong, I obviously love these people but I’m fortunate enough to like them too.) The thought of relocating and seeing them even more infrequently was not something I wanted to really wanted experience. It was a major draw back for me. Even so, for the right opportunity, I would have tested that theory and I was ready to.
But then I dug a little deeper and I realized that I love living in a city that is busy and vibrant and full of activity. And digging deeper yet I realized that I have worked too hard in my life to take a step backwards. Not only does that realization fit financially, but also emotionally. I realized that I've already taken a big step backwards emotionally this past year and I've been struggling to move that forward. There was no way that I was willing to add taking a step back financially as well.
So while, on the surface of it, this opportunity seemed like a dream come true, once I peeled away some of the layers I realized that it wasn’t a good fit overall. I deserve the right fit. I deserve something that better fits my key needs.
And yet, as this opportunity came to a head and an ultimate decision was shared, I was saddened to close the door. Letting go of dreams can be hard. They can also give you room to breathe and grow into new dreams.
So, do I see it as a lost opportunity? No. I smile knowing that I did my due diligence. I dug and asked tough questions of myself. It wasn’t a good fit and that’s okay, that’s life after all. I’m happy to know that I will continue the good fight of personal evolution and I’ll be closest to those I love most.
Moments of self-reflection.
Moments of choosing a path.
The process of getting to this point has been challenging. I’ve dug deep into myself and asked some tough questions over the past two months when this opportunity first presented itself.
In the end, I came to understand a couple of key points about myself.
First, I fully recognized just how important my family is to me. (Don’t get me wrong, I obviously love these people but I’m fortunate enough to like them too.) The thought of relocating and seeing them even more infrequently was not something I wanted to really wanted experience. It was a major draw back for me. Even so, for the right opportunity, I would have tested that theory and I was ready to.
But then I dug a little deeper and I realized that I love living in a city that is busy and vibrant and full of activity. And digging deeper yet I realized that I have worked too hard in my life to take a step backwards. Not only does that realization fit financially, but also emotionally. I realized that I've already taken a big step backwards emotionally this past year and I've been struggling to move that forward. There was no way that I was willing to add taking a step back financially as well.
So while, on the surface of it, this opportunity seemed like a dream come true, once I peeled away some of the layers I realized that it wasn’t a good fit overall. I deserve the right fit. I deserve something that better fits my key needs.
And yet, as this opportunity came to a head and an ultimate decision was shared, I was saddened to close the door. Letting go of dreams can be hard. They can also give you room to breathe and grow into new dreams.
So, do I see it as a lost opportunity? No. I smile knowing that I did my due diligence. I dug and asked tough questions of myself. It wasn’t a good fit and that’s okay, that’s life after all. I’m happy to know that I will continue the good fight of personal evolution and I’ll be closest to those I love most.
Moments of self-reflection.
Moments of choosing a path.
Monday, November 5, 2012
Moments D194: Moon Rise
I love the moon. I have always felt a connection with the moon. Tonight I had a glorious moment with the moon.
I was on my way home from disappointing evening of volleyball. (It’s not that the girls I played with were disappointing - we split our games, but we were short bodies and that makes it challenging to play a good, fun game. It’s messy volleyball at best.) One could not miss the moon. It was, in my opinion, spectacular.
The moon was mid-rise and nestled amoungst the city skyline. It was waning and likely only 70-80% visible. (Quite similar to this photograph.) Even without being full, it was majestic in the night sky. A fireball of orange wisping in and out of the buildings as I drove home. It was fascinating to me and all woes of the week prior, for that moment, were forgotten.
I smiled and soaked it in for as long as I could keep the moon in my sights.
Moments without distraction.
Moments focused with nature.
I was on my way home from disappointing evening of volleyball. (It’s not that the girls I played with were disappointing - we split our games, but we were short bodies and that makes it challenging to play a good, fun game. It’s messy volleyball at best.) One could not miss the moon. It was, in my opinion, spectacular.
The moon was mid-rise and nestled amoungst the city skyline. It was waning and likely only 70-80% visible. (Quite similar to this photograph.) Even without being full, it was majestic in the night sky. A fireball of orange wisping in and out of the buildings as I drove home. It was fascinating to me and all woes of the week prior, for that moment, were forgotten.
I smiled and soaked it in for as long as I could keep the moon in my sights.
Moments without distraction.
Moments focused with nature.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Moments D193: Girlfriends
I am a very fortunate soul to have such a collection of wonderful people in my life. Today’s moment, however, is about the special women in my life. Those that have been with me through thick and thin. Laughter and tears. Darkness and sorrow as well as light and joy.
This past weekend, despite being filled with a couple of exciting fun activities, was a challenging one for me emotionally speaking. Through it all, I had these amazing women by my side helping me to find my strength and to help center myself.
This morning I awoke to a text from my bestie post sleepover at her place. Not only did she take good care of me yesterday/last night, she was not on her way to work, checking in on me and making sure I was okay for the morning ahead. It was soul warming to be sent warm thoughts & positive energy.
This moment was later followed up by a phone call with another bestie. She and I have been friends for (I hate to admit it) over a decade and approaching (quickly) decades. She & I caught up and she gave me some invaluable perspectives on the issue I find myself dealing with. She is brilliant at seeing some small angle that just bursts light onto an issue for me. And this morning was no different for me. The small point was this - “to let the concrete set”. I had poured a foundation and it was now time to let the concrete set. Yes. Simple. But brilliant.
Later this afternoon, my BFF & I went to the matinee of Cirque du Soleil’s -Amaluna. I simply love Cirque and I try to see all the shows that pass through. I very nearly missed this show due to the unsettled nature of my life. But my BFF, who, interestingly, has never seen a Cirque show, picked up two tickets a month or so back. She loved her first Cirque show and I was so very, VERY happy to have been there with her to experience this first. Another girlfriend moment smile.
Later this evening, while I was having a late lunch/early dinner, my bestie and rock in the North called and left me a message. Now this dear soul has had many issues on her own plate and yet she found the time to touch base with me and leave a message filled with love and support. I didn’t get the message until it was bedtime, but it warmed my heart and soul when I heard it.
Yes, I am fortunate to be surrounded by such beautiful, strong, intelligent women that I can call my best friends.
Even in my time of sadness, I have a smile in my heart for these women. I am grateful.
Moments of support.
Moments to appreciate your girlfriends.
This past weekend, despite being filled with a couple of exciting fun activities, was a challenging one for me emotionally speaking. Through it all, I had these amazing women by my side helping me to find my strength and to help center myself.
This morning I awoke to a text from my bestie post sleepover at her place. Not only did she take good care of me yesterday/last night, she was not on her way to work, checking in on me and making sure I was okay for the morning ahead. It was soul warming to be sent warm thoughts & positive energy.
This moment was later followed up by a phone call with another bestie. She and I have been friends for (I hate to admit it) over a decade and approaching (quickly) decades. She & I caught up and she gave me some invaluable perspectives on the issue I find myself dealing with. She is brilliant at seeing some small angle that just bursts light onto an issue for me. And this morning was no different for me. The small point was this - “to let the concrete set”. I had poured a foundation and it was now time to let the concrete set. Yes. Simple. But brilliant.
Later this afternoon, my BFF & I went to the matinee of Cirque du Soleil’s -Amaluna. I simply love Cirque and I try to see all the shows that pass through. I very nearly missed this show due to the unsettled nature of my life. But my BFF, who, interestingly, has never seen a Cirque show, picked up two tickets a month or so back. She loved her first Cirque show and I was so very, VERY happy to have been there with her to experience this first. Another girlfriend moment smile.
Later this evening, while I was having a late lunch/early dinner, my bestie and rock in the North called and left me a message. Now this dear soul has had many issues on her own plate and yet she found the time to touch base with me and leave a message filled with love and support. I didn’t get the message until it was bedtime, but it warmed my heart and soul when I heard it.
Yes, I am fortunate to be surrounded by such beautiful, strong, intelligent women that I can call my best friends.
Even in my time of sadness, I have a smile in my heart for these women. I am grateful.
Moments of support.
Moments to appreciate your girlfriends.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Moments D192: Pancaking
Today was the BMO volleyball tournament. What an incredible 6 hours of volleyball, the level of play was amazing and better yet, we had a lot of fun playing.
I suppose it helps that we won 4 out of 5 games in the round robin.
I suppose it helps that we won our semi-finals.
But I don’t think that was the main reason it was so much fun. We were good, but we were supportive and laughing and playing like a real team. That’s what made it fun.
We lost the final game, but it was a fierce match. It could have gone either way. We ended up 2nd, but I think we were all happy to lose to a game that was back-and-forth as it was. We lost the first game of the set, came back to win the second game and then lost, within a time restricted game (only 8 minutes left to play). So very close. So very, very close!
Today’s smile for me was when, after the tournament was over. One of the refs actually came over to shake my hand and congratulate me on a great“pancake” during the set of games. Indeed, I was pretty pleased that I managed to get to the ball as well and that moment won us a point, but having someone, a ref no less, come to you to note it and comment on it. Big smiles all around.
Moments of volleyball.
Moments with great sportsmanship.
And in case you were wondering what a pancaked ball looks like:
I suppose it helps that we won 4 out of 5 games in the round robin.
I suppose it helps that we won our semi-finals.
But I don’t think that was the main reason it was so much fun. We were good, but we were supportive and laughing and playing like a real team. That’s what made it fun.
We lost the final game, but it was a fierce match. It could have gone either way. We ended up 2nd, but I think we were all happy to lose to a game that was back-and-forth as it was. We lost the first game of the set, came back to win the second game and then lost, within a time restricted game (only 8 minutes left to play). So very close. So very, very close!
Today’s smile for me was when, after the tournament was over. One of the refs actually came over to shake my hand and congratulate me on a great“pancake” during the set of games. Indeed, I was pretty pleased that I managed to get to the ball as well and that moment won us a point, but having someone, a ref no less, come to you to note it and comment on it. Big smiles all around.
Moments of volleyball.
Moments with great sportsmanship.
And in case you were wondering what a pancaked ball looks like:
Friday, November 2, 2012
Moments D191: Photos & Poppies
Tonight’s Albert Watson event was amazing. Albert Watson, the man was incredible and his works are inspirational. For the record, he is also having a showing in a local gallery. I must make sure to find time to check it out.
Today’s moment was brought to me by this amazing artist. The moment he stepped on stage, I felt his positive creative energy. And, he was wearing a poppy. I immediately fell in love with him. Why? Poppies mean a lot to me. It’s one time a year that we stop and remember the vets that fought so hard, manywith their lives, to give the rest of us freedom.
Mr. Watson lives in New York City. He’s recently lived through a trying time with hurricane Sandy devastating his condo building and his home town. And yet, in his tenaciousness, he and his family made it to Toronto for the event. And, he remembered to wear a poppy.
A wee side-bar: Poppy wearing is not very popular in the USA. I’m not sure why this is, but it’s something I’ve been aware of for some time. So the fact that he pushed out of his devastated home town and wore a poppy….I was impressed.
During the next 2.5 hours he continued to impress and inspire. What an incredible life story to share; I know I wasn’t the only one inspired by his words.
During the Q&A, an 18 year old student asked about what types of projects she should focus on to get her career started, but she also commented about having limited time to do so. Albert, called her on this, for like anything, to become good, to push beyond the mediocre, one needs to invest time into it. Make the time. Find the time. Shift priorities. That, like anything in your life, hard work WILL pay off.
Why is it that we are so afraid to work hard? It saddens me, as I see it often. Many are lazy and complain about hard work. And sure, I have my moments too, but for the most part, I know that if I put the time and energy into something I see the results. The hardest part is determining where to spend one’s time and energy for there isn’t enough time to go around for ALL the things one wants to do and/or excel at. Choosing paths, for me, is harder than the hard work.
So today’s post - a celebration of a beautiful soul, an inspiring artist, and a true, gentle man - Albert Watson.
Moments to remember.
Moments in art.
Today’s moment was brought to me by this amazing artist. The moment he stepped on stage, I felt his positive creative energy. And, he was wearing a poppy. I immediately fell in love with him. Why? Poppies mean a lot to me. It’s one time a year that we stop and remember the vets that fought so hard, manywith their lives, to give the rest of us freedom.
Mr. Watson lives in New York City. He’s recently lived through a trying time with hurricane Sandy devastating his condo building and his home town. And yet, in his tenaciousness, he and his family made it to Toronto for the event. And, he remembered to wear a poppy.
A wee side-bar: Poppy wearing is not very popular in the USA. I’m not sure why this is, but it’s something I’ve been aware of for some time. So the fact that he pushed out of his devastated home town and wore a poppy….I was impressed.
During the next 2.5 hours he continued to impress and inspire. What an incredible life story to share; I know I wasn’t the only one inspired by his words.
During the Q&A, an 18 year old student asked about what types of projects she should focus on to get her career started, but she also commented about having limited time to do so. Albert, called her on this, for like anything, to become good, to push beyond the mediocre, one needs to invest time into it. Make the time. Find the time. Shift priorities. That, like anything in your life, hard work WILL pay off.
Why is it that we are so afraid to work hard? It saddens me, as I see it often. Many are lazy and complain about hard work. And sure, I have my moments too, but for the most part, I know that if I put the time and energy into something I see the results. The hardest part is determining where to spend one’s time and energy for there isn’t enough time to go around for ALL the things one wants to do and/or excel at. Choosing paths, for me, is harder than the hard work.
So today’s post - a celebration of a beautiful soul, an inspiring artist, and a true, gentle man - Albert Watson.
Moments to remember.
Moments in art.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Moments D190: DEAL!
Something you may not know about me, I love to plan. Today's big smile came to me while planning an upcoming trip.
I've been overly consumed with work and school and haven't had much time to devote researching options for my upcoming trip to Arizona with a girlfriend.
Our first adventure: A train ride from Williams, AZ to the Grand Canyon. And yes, we ARE going to splurg and ride in the Observation Dome. Why not, I can't imagine doing it any other way.
The smile? Finding a 20% discount on the tickets. Awesome. It doesn't quite cover the increased cost in going from Coach to the Observation Dome, but it helps and every little bit helps. I LOVE THAT! :)
Moments where you save money and still get what you were after.
Moments to dream.
I've been overly consumed with work and school and haven't had much time to devote researching options for my upcoming trip to Arizona with a girlfriend.
Our first adventure: A train ride from Williams, AZ to the Grand Canyon. And yes, we ARE going to splurg and ride in the Observation Dome. Why not, I can't imagine doing it any other way.
The smile? Finding a 20% discount on the tickets. Awesome. It doesn't quite cover the increased cost in going from Coach to the Observation Dome, but it helps and every little bit helps. I LOVE THAT! :)
Moments where you save money and still get what you were after.
Moments to dream.
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