Random Act of Kindness…

So, today I went about my usual routine. I went to Cafe Beano for coffee. The wonderful part of my recent visits is, I have been adopted by a wonderful group of seniors. They have been a fixture at Beano for a very long time. Always laughing and having great debates about politics, religion and anything else that comes to mind. Moira and Tets just got back from Scotland where they visit for four months out of the year and were giving out presents to Peter and Damla when I arrived. They didn’t know that I had been joining Peter and Damla over the past couple of months and were pleasantly surprised when I sat down. Beano U is what Peter calls the morning discussions and this one was about Scottish independence.

Well, the next morning I sat down, coffee in hand and Moira reaches into her bag and hands me a gift. She has a wonderful way of wrapping them. As a former librarian, she came across a pile of maps that were going to be thrown out and now uses them for, well, wrapping paper. She takes twine, and apparently it has to be linen twine as all other twine is crap, and ties it around the gift neatly. It has a wonderful heart felt simplicity that is classic and not pretentious. You know that the gift is meant as a gesture of friendship. It’s pure class. I was a little taken aback as I didn’t expect this. I thanked her and within thirty seconds they were gone as it was 9am; the time they have to leave.

I sat with the gift for awhile and though about opening it right there but decided to wait till later that afternoon. I wanted to let this random act of kindness linger for as long as I could. It was amazing to me to have someone that I don’t know very well at all, take the time to pick one of the items they had brought back from overseas and wrap it with a simple intent.

To make my day a little brighter. She succeeded.

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Music that Inspire me #1…

Music has always played an important roll in my life. It’s almost as if there is a sound track to the various chapters as I’ve grown. It gets into my soul and takes me away. Makes my creative mind stir and weaves imagery as rich as my deepest dreams and sweeps my imagination into a place of connection and peace. This is the first of many pieces I am going to share with you. I have listened to it several times over the last year while driving out to Bragg Creek. The mountains loom as I listen and eventually it will be the score to one of many short films I am going to create over the next year. I can hardly wait to get them underway. When I quickly did a search for the song, I found this in Wikipedia and after reading it, I was amazed to see how many things in my life are reflected in this particular song and meaning behind the title. I love astronomy and the heavens although I have to say I have never been good at math. When someone asks me about God, I say we will never understand the true essence of what that really means. It is simply beyond us. I describe it as a “Hum” that occupies the entire universe.

Reminds me of August Rush, one of my favourite movies. Things happen for a reason as I’m beginning to see…

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From Wikipedia

Musica universalis  or Harmony of the Spheres is an ancient philosophical concept that regards proportions in the movements of celestial bodies—the Sun,Moon, and planets—as a form of musica (the Medieval Latin name for music). This ‘music’ is not usually thought to be literally audible, but a harmonic and/or mathematical and/or religious concept. The idea continued to appeal to thinkers about music until the end of the Renaissance, influencing scholars of many kinds, including humanists.

The Music of the Spheres incorporates the metaphysical principle that mathematical relationships express qualities or ‘tones’ of energy which manifest in numbers, visual angles, shapes and sounds – all connected within a pattern of proportion. Pythagoras first identified that the pitch of a musical note is in proportion to the length of the string that produces it, and that intervals between harmonious sound frequencies form simple numerical ratios.[1] In a theory known as the Harmony of the Spheres, Pythagoras proposed that the Sun, Moon and planets all emit their own unique hum (orbital resonance) based on their orbital revolution,[2] and that the quality of life on Earth reflects the tenor of celestial sounds which are physically imperceptible to the human ear.[3] Subsequently, Plato described astronomy and music as “twinned” studies of sensual recognition: astronomy for the eyes, music for the ears, and both requiring knowledge of numerical proportions.[4]

Hexacopter Desire…

As I start to make my way forward and begin the process of re-evaluating what it is I really want to do, a client mentioned the high cost of aerial photography. He mentioned he had talked with someone who hired a company that used a UAV to shoot for them at a fraction of the cost. He then said, if I bought one he would hire me for 5 jobs right off the bat. So I’ve been doing some research and came up with this one so far…

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The Walking Dead…

I was watching The Walking Dead tonight and Michonne who plays a sword wielding Zombie killer, was having a dream about a normal life. Maybe from her past as a flashback or maybe not. She was in a beautiful white kitchen making dinner for a friend and her “lover” Mike . They discuss not staying in camp or going out “there” and Mike says, “Where is the happy ending here? “This isn’t life”. Then asks “whats the answer?”, and his friend replies back, “whats the damn question?!” Michonne tries to ignore the comments and her dream turns nasty when she looks up and sees the two men sitting with there arms hacked off like her “pets”. She screams…

I sat there with my ginger ale, thinking, heres a show about a bunch of people who used to have lives with families, friends, jobs, houses, chores, hobbies, and pets. A show about the loss of everything they thought important and the simple struggle to survive. There have been others who have written about this subject, Cormac McCarthy’s “The Road” comes to mind. No zombies but the struggle for survival and the loss of familiarity.

And, without much effort, my inner voice said, “hmmm…Thats depression”. That same loss of the familiar coupled with little if any hope. And I thought about what Mike said “This isn’t life”. As in, the loss of what we all consider the normal experience of happiness through the way we interact with our surroundings, families and friends that we find comfortable and/or meaningful. I mean, imagine taking away everything that you work for everyday? The reason you get up in the morning and there are no other options, no other jobs, no cars, houses or resorts to visit in the winter. Once you remove the trappings of our modern world and the constant way we are taught to achieve this dream at all costs, what’s left? Do you suddenly have no reason to live? Of course not, but it really made me think about our purpose, and how the dissolution in the belief of that purpose can cause disparity. 

What is life? Well, I guess life is what we have since we have a beating heart. Living is a different thing; it’s what we do while our heart beats. When you distill it down, we human beings are all all the same. Our blood is red and our bones are white.  We live, we die.

So whether you live in a beautiful condo with a giant mortgage, an apartment on a small subsidy, or are running around in a post apocalyptic world trying to find a safe place to live, or are inside the walls of your troubled mind, it’s simply survival. 

What makes it bearable, and has the ability to bring us real happiness are the connections to each other that we make along the way. Our need for love and friendship. Everything else means… quite literally, nothing. 

So, where’s your happy ending?