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Just row

You may not know this about me but I get bored easily.

I love to learn new things but I also am just as likely to toss them aside once I know what I’m doing.

Organize a special event?  Done!

Staff a corporate project? I’m your girl!

So, as much as I appreciate my routine and the balance it brings to my life, I admit to feeling bored lately.  At work.  Not because my job’s boring, because it’s not, but because I get in, I get it done and then what?  I don’t know how to coast.  So, as a result,  I’m always taking on more.  However, I’ve learned the flip side to that:  sometimes what you get isn’t what you want but it could be just what you need.

So, a day and a half ago, I was informed of a meeting that another planned to attend. A meeting on a project that impacts me and one I should have been told about before now.  And now, in the 11th hour, they can’t go and I must.   And, to top it off, the meeting is to discuss a subject I rarely deal with.

I said “yes,” I can make it. “Yes,” I can do it.  I can stand up in front of a room full of strangers and present our views. I can schmooze with the best of them. I can find my way and I can drive to a town I’ve never been. I can get it done.

So, I pushed away the angst that their last-minute-ness had brought and spend the day getting acquainted with the task now in my lap.  I called on a colleague; I did some online sleuthing. I looked at maps and stats and loaded up my brain up with anecdotes.

I did my homework.

It was 4-H that taught me, "Learn to do by doing." google.images.ca

And today, when I find myself in front of various groups discussing policy and objectives, I’ll be ready to go. I think.

And if not, I’ll row.

* * *

If there is no wind, row.
– Latin Proverb

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Categories: Confidence at any age, Faith, Growth, Thoughts | Tags: , , , , , | 28 Comments

It’s here! It’s really, truly, finally here…I think.

forsynthia peeking over my fence

After the most unpredictably cold, wet and weird April of recent memory, I dare say it outloud:

       Spring is here!

I won’t taunt Mother Nature by being too pleased about it for fear she’ll spank us with another April snow shower. (Hey we did get 2″ of the white stuff last Monday!)

But I sure enjoyed a relaxing walk through the neighborhood with old dog tonight.  He: nose down/tail up, sniffing the pathway ahead of us.  Me: foot wrapped, stretching and trying to improve my stamina and distance, bit by bit.  The mild air felt cool on my cheeks and, when we turned to home, I had to zip my windbreaker as the breeze picked up. In an instant,  I was transported to Spring on the farm:  fluffy yellow chicks, kittens, a foal or two and lots and lots of baby calves.  A time of being delighted that we could wear just sneakers again; all the boots were put away and the yard was no longer a mucky mess.  A time of hoodies layered under jean jackets, pink cheeks and coming into the house smelling of fresh air.

I love the scents of Summer and the colours of Autumn but it’s on days like this that I realize what I love about Spring: its promise. 

Spring is nature’s way of saying, “Let’s party!”  ~Robin Williams

Categories: Animals, Beauty, Family, Friendship, Gratitude, Home, Joy, Life, Opinion, Personal, Random, Seasons, Snarky, Thoughts | Tags: , , , , , , | 20 Comments

Who has seen the wind?

Grandpa F's old red barn; a Lisa Birch photo

I love the wind. It reminds me of my childhood home, our family farm on the Saskatchewan prairie.

I could never, ever live in the woods; I get claustrophobic when I can’t see the horizon.

I delight in a summer breeze drifting lazily across my skin and embrace it when it fiercely pushes my hair straight back from my face.

Even on wintry days when the wind is more a foe than a friend, I respect it. I step back as it blasts snow back at us, whips leaves through the yard, and howls above me in the cold, starless sky.

There’s a book I adore and I’m sharing here: “If you’re not from the prairie ….” by David Bouchard

“…My hair’s mostly wind,
My eyes filled with grit

My skin’s white then brown
My lips chapped and split

I’ve lain on the prairie and heard grasses sigh
I’ve stared at the vast open bowl of the sky

I’ve seen all the castles and faces in clouds
My home is the prairie and for that I am proud…

If You’re not from the Prairie, you can’t know my soul
You don’t know our blizzards; you’ve not fought our cold

You can’t know my mind, nor ever my heart
Unless deep within you there’s somehow a part…

A part of these things that I’ve said that I know,
The wind, sky and earth, the storms and the snow.

Best say that you have – and then we’ll be one,
For we will have shared that same blazing sun.

for more please visit: http://www.davidbouchard.com/titles/prairie.htm

Categories: Beauty, Family, Gratitude, Home, Life, Opinion, Personal, Share, Thoughts, Travel, Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , | 8 Comments

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