The Kindest Thing.

Today’s post is inspired by an article about a tweet in which Twitter user @Nicole_Cliffe asked: What was the kindest thing a stranger has ever done for you?

What a great question! The answers really touched my heart!

People! The world might be a dumpster fire but people, we are NOT. We CAN be awesome. There were so many wonderful acts of kindness and bravery and creativity in showing love and caring. Oh it did my heart so good! Go have a read!

Do you have a favourite? Mine is the one about a person having a panic attack and some other person’s service dog approaching them to lay their head on their laps for 20 mins until they felt better. Be still my heart! I love dogs. We don’t deserve them ❤

I’m so curious now! There must be thousand and thousands of beautiful stories out there! So please, wont you play along too?!

Here is mine!

My Hubs and I were young parents with one child and thought it’d be fun to take our boy to Harrison Lake for the day. Harrison Lake is in BC and while the lake itself is frickin’ huge and deep and windy, it also has a little shallow lagoon that’s just perfect for three year olds to play in in relative safety if you keep your eye on them.

Well. You know how bad things can happen in the blink of an eye? That is what happened to me.

I stepped two steps away from my son, playing at the waters edge, and turned to look to see where my Hubs was. Just a backwards glance. When I turned back, my boy was face down in the water. I froze in shock, completely horrified. It was like I was being held in place by an invisible force-fear- and I was completely powerless against it, no matter how hard I sought to run to him.

Lucky for me -and him- a young man saw it too and raced for him, plucking him up gasping and choking and then thankfully crying and coughing and brought him to me.

“You need to be more careful” He says to me, not unkindly. I grabbed my boy from him, and soothed him, heart racing as I said to my new BFF, ” You are SO right. Thank you!”

And strangely, that was that. The young man went his way, we went our way. Both of us probably feeling a bit stunned…and one of us much wiser.

My son was fine in the end but I was a wreck for years after…even now I’m hyper aware and I’m sure I annoy everyone with my safety talks and anxious vigilance. But whatever! I know perfectly well how quick these tragedies can happen. We were so LUCKY that young man was there and that he was able to react the way he did, others are not. I will never, ever let that gift go wasted ❤

Ok. Your turn! Tell me your story!

What’s the nicest thing a stranger has ever done for you?

Happy Lune- 2019

Lune – the month I renamed in honour of celebration, gratitude, self love and ..erm…myself – has arrived and I’m so thankful to be here to celebrate another one!

My birthday is sometime in June -hence all the fuss- and Lune started as an act of self love . I grew up believing there was something deeply wrong with me, like so many other folks do, for so many different reasons. (It’s all BS BTW. You’re actually, really cool ) ANYway, this one month out of the year became a way to dispel that myth! I’ve found the benefits of Lune spill out through the other months too. I treat myself better. I don’t allow others to treat me badly. I set better boundaries and have a better appreciation for all the little wonders in the world.

My unapologetic celebration of self inspires others too. I’m the only one with a month long birthday celebration but my friends respect and admire my tradition and tell me it brings them joy and gets them thinking about actively loving themselves too.

Squeee!

Celebrating anything brings joy and happiness and really is an expression of gratitude. Gratitude can be an antidote to a lot of things that ail us so while my birth month shenanigans might seem silly and frivolous (Even to myself sometimes ) I will fiercely celebrate ALL THE THINGS anyway. My little anarchist heart in action ❤

As I grow older , my celebration becomes less about celebrating me and more about celebrating being ALIVE. A side effect of being a Death Doula I guess 🙂 HA, and middle age too probably!

Ha Ha True Story.

My end goal is to get myself to the place where I celebrate life every single day, even in a small way and it all starts in Lune.

What does that even look like?

Stay tuned, I plan to document the WHOLE thing.

There will be presents. And delicious treats. And fun adventures!

In the meantime, here’s some inspiration to get you thinking about your own life. It’s longer than your average video but well worth the watch. I promise.

Love & Squishy Hugs to YOU! ❤

Plant Medicine- Buying Cannabis.

Cannabis has been legal in Canada since October, 2018. It’s been used openly since pretty much forever though and I’m thinking that’s one reason why it was finally legalized for medicinal AND recreational use. People just didn’t care about no stinkin’ laws and smoked it anyway!

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The history of cannabis in all aspects -socially, medicinally, legally- is extremely interesting if you’re in to such things. We’ve been using the stuff as medicine for ages AND before prohibition it was most common!

I know right?! The things you learn…anyway, I wont get into all of that here but if it’s your jam, look it up. I found the whole thing fascinating!

I don’t smoke, myself. I tried as a teen but didn’t like the foggy brain feeling so I had my last puff some 35 years ago. In later years, as I became more Witchy, I became intrigued by it’s medicinal properties – I am the person who seriously thought about growing poppies and harvesting her own opium for pain relief – but up until recently, I haven’t really needed such a thing. I believe strongly in the “magic” of plant medicine though. My aunt owned and operated her own research facility ,studying the effects of cannabis on cancer so it’s something that runs in the family!

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As my regular readers know, I tore my bicep last week. That is a pain that was something else! Most unbearable for the first few days. I’m talking a nine out of ten! My son could hear the pain in my voice when he called me one night and he got really mad at me for allowing myself to get like that. Don’t get me wrong. I WAS actually on pain meds! Toradol. They worked for about 2 hours and were pretty much useless after that. Plus, they come with HUGE scary side effects for things which I already have issues with. No thanks!

SO, at my kid’s urging, fueled by pain and a real need to get off of a drug that wasn’t helping me, I made my way to a local cannabis shop.
I was curious about the whole thing but it all felt very normal. Just like going to the health food store or something!

I chose Fire and Flower, here in Edmonton. Their Namao location.

I was greeted at the door by a fellow and asked for my ID. I wrinkled my nose a bit at the smell. There IS an odor. Slight but there nonetheless. So be mindful of that, if you can’t stand the smell…it wasn’t enough to deter me from my end goal.

ANYway, from what I could see the place was bright and clean. It reminded me of a department store cosmetic counter, with backlit glass shelves and counters, which held smoking apparatus and the like! I didn’t get a great look though because I was quickly ushered over to a wall of choices, by my greeter gent.

The wall was full of pegs with little cards denoting the strains and names of the various products one could buy. After determining my needs, the young gent – who was a very mainstream kind of guy, for anyone who cares to know- educated me and affirmed the knowledge I already had, helping me make my choice.

I’d come in for oil but left with a spray which turned out to be exactly the best choice for me. I was guided expertly toward the best thing for my needs too. There was no force or awkwardness in any of this, just a real desire to help me have a decent experience and get the help I needed. I so appreciate that! I took my little card up to the counter, purchased my product and that was that. Easy Peasy!

The whole experience was pleasant and professional. For anyone worried, this is not one of those musty dank shops filled to the rafters with crap and people who are “stoked”. Although those are still out there, if you want one! This was well run, well staffed and very consumer friendly. The guy who was helping me was able to read me right away – dorky Grandma, ha ha – and treated me as such. I felt safe and respected and the whole thing felt so normal and civilized.

I say all this because I think some people are reeeeeally put off by cannabis culture and maybe that stops them from investigating these new options. Never fear, my experience was a pretty normal one and I feel good about going back there, should I choose to do so in future!

Coming Soon: Trying Cannabis Spray. I’ve taken it twice with mixed results so I want to try it a few more times before I give you a final verdict -if there is such a thing. Anyway, hang in there for that!

Have a groovy Wednesday!

Monday Ramble- Weird, Bugs, Gardening.

Ooooh, Happy Monday! I feel like I’ve been gone forever but it’s not that way at all. It’s a beautiful sunny day in Edmonton, warm and practically WINDLESS. This is huge. I am grateful. Usually, we’re getting blown all over the place.

Last week felt like a write off, I spent a few days recovering from my Baby Love and then … I tore my bicep! That rendered me completely immobile.

Pro- tip? Don’t do that! I’m better-ish now but wow…that was an ordeal! I’ll you more about it on Wednesday when I also tell you about my experience trying cannabis for the first time in 35 years.

In spite of that extremely painful and debilitating injury I had an excellent weekend. We celebrated my son’s birthday, I saw both my kids, both my grandkids- and one extra child who is hilarious- but missed my daughter in law. I gardened (with much help) and I sat in the sun and enjoyed the natural world. Most of the natural world! The ‘Skeeters are out. I am covered in bites already!

Seems legit.

How about you? What did you get yourself up to?

My granddaughter says I’m “weird” because while she’s convinced the little house that just showed up one day really does belong to fairies, she doesn’t believe they brought it themselves. “Fairies can’t lift houses! Grandma’s weird!” Ha Ha Ha. She’s found me out. And Fairies can SO lift houses … with magic OBVIOUSLY! Maybe they built it themselves, right there. She’ll be getting a letter via Fairy Mail that tells her a thing or two, me thinks 😉

No shame in my game regardless!

This one makes me laugh because I’m a little bit of Human A and a little bit of Human B 🙂

I’m putting in some kale, cabbage, beets, zucchini, peppers, two kinds of mint, and some English Lavender. Oh! We also bought Bee Balm, a Hollyhock and some Pansies and Marigolds. This is all in addition to the tomatoes and cukes I just planted and the rhubarb and asparagus I already have. My rose bushes are doing great, my Honeysuckle came back and my wee Cedars are trying to thrive after a hard winter, the poor babies. My peonies are starting to bud and my helpful ant friends are doing their thing to encourage that.

My back yard is very close to being complete and then I can get working on the front. I have so many ideas and it was SO tempting to just buy out the garden centre! I want a Peony Tree and Elderberry shrubs. I want Wild Cranberries and a plum tree. I want a Burning Bush and Day Lilies and Globe Cedars and … OK. I want ALL THE THINGS. Maybe I should be a landscape designer and put ALL the things in other people’s gardens…it’s a thought…

Progress pictures to come 🙂

Dumpster Fire Blues.

The world is a Dumpster Fire at the moment and it’s been really getting to me. I am an anxious, pissed off, exhausted mess.

With yesterday’s energy hangover from four days with my squishy faced boy, it was especially bad. Had the world been hit by an asteroid, I would have been happy to go 🙂 but today after some rest and self care, I seem to be back to my normal self.

(The next time you’re “in a mood” remember that rest, food, water and self love are a curative thing and take care of yourself before you write yourself and the whole word off ❤ )

I’m still angry, tired and scared but with my energy stores refueled I know I can get through it all. Besides, all is impermanent.

Thank Goddess for that! Because see above re: Dumpster Fire.

( I am SO curious about HOW though! Will people finally come to their senses soon? Natural progression of our world? War? Civil uprising of everyone hurt by this racist system ? Civil uprising of *PWU and their allies? Gaia finally has enough and shakes us all off? )

*People with Uteri

I really, really, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, hope this is all just the final push before we evolve into a better, more enlightened group of humans but I just don’t know and I can’t control any of it.

It would be easy to say I’m just focussing on the negative but holy hell, there is a LOT if negative shit happening! I may not be able to control it but I CAN control myself -mostly- and so I’ve joined the Pro-Life Coalition and a few underground networks working to help people with uteruses get the medical care they need. I’m very busy online being a strong voice for choice, body autonomy and all the rest too.

I’m educating myself better on racism and stopping to observe police interactions with POC whenever I come across them, and I’m calling out hatred, discrimination and injustice when I see it too. People think Canada is a safe place with very little racism…yeah…NO! It’s always been there, hidden under our polite veneer. I don’t know whether to thank the Orange Asshat for inspiring such openness or revile him as usual. I guess it’s “easier” to fight when it’s out in the open but it’s awful all the same.

I’m doing my small part to be a responsible citizen of the Earth and not damage our natural mother any further. Plastic! UGH! We are absolutely surrounded by it! It all just makes me want to cry.

I call out and educate where I can about all kinds of different things -take your pick, there are many to choose from!

I’m practicing mindfulness and open friendly compassion for all. Especially those who are hurting others. Even though I’d really like to punch them straight in the fucking teeth. ( Just in case you think I’m some sort of saintly human…)

I know that while none of this is enough to change this fucked up situation we’re in, if each of us DOES SOMETHING, the collective CAN and WILL affect positive change.

I can’t sit by and watch the world burn. I can’t sit by and watch people suffer.

It’s very tempting to turn it all off. Avoid all media. Stop talking to my fellow humans. It’s OH SO TEMPTING to switch myself into Super-Duper Positive Lael, the being I turn into during times of stress who ignores all the bad stuff and lies to herself about what she’s witnessing and feeling. Or I could move myself out into the middle of fucking nowhere and go off grid…or hey invent a magic potion that enables me to go to sleep and wake up when this is all over.

What a luxury those choices would be!

But alas, if we all did that, those fuckers , ahem, hurting people who are hurting others would win and we can’t have that. I WON’T have that! Onward I go. I just need to be all dramatic about it first ❤

If you need to take a break from it all , take that break! If you need to scream for an hour in a field…SCREAM! If you need to do nothing but blast your favourite music and pull weeds furiously, do that!

Let’s just make sure we meet back here in a little bit and regroup 🙂

Monday Memes- Germs, Swearing & Rudeness!

Happy Monday! It’s a long weekend here and I am “enjoying” this little one:

I say “enjoying” because after FOUR WHOLE DAYS with a 14 month old, it’s actually “enduring” ha! Toddlers are a lot of work! How did I ever have my own? How do any of us? Even my bestie- a child care PROFESSIONAL- is a little in awe of us. She thinks we’re brave…

He goes home today and while his current nickname is The Terrorist, he’s been most excellent for someone with such high needs. He’s napping now so I can say that ;P I know five seconds after he leaves I’ll miss him <3. And how lucky am I to have full and easy access to him? Pretty damn lucky!

I bought a flat of strawberries on Friday. I froze them all up -made some jam too!- and am thinking about all the yummy things I’m going to make with them:

Ha!

I love me a man who swears and this human is a particularly fine one 🙂

My birds are so hilariously bold now! The Crow visits me every so often and calls to me to come out. I am very well trained! The Blue Jays sit in the tree and stare in at me, if they cant find me in one room, they fly to another window and the Magpies seem pretty content to just ignore me. I bought some seed for the little birds so we’ll see how they react. As it is now they like to take me out at the knee in the yard by flying straight past me as I walk by…little asses! So far no Mockingbirds though 😛

Rude!

I hope your Monday is going well and if it’s not I hope it goes quickly for you so you can start fresh on Tuesday!

Love and Squishy Hugs!

A Nice Lunch Out.

You know when you’re grocery shopping and you just want to get the job done so you’re doing your thing but, there are people casually strolling through the aisles looking at everything and blocking you at every effing turn?

Annoying right?!

I am that annoying person.

Sorry.

(I’m not sorry)

In my defense I only do it at certain stores and one of those stores happens to be: Italian Centre Shop.

This place is a small chain of locally owned- Edmonton, AB- and operated grocery stores that sell Italian products AND…they carry stuff from around the world.

The world!

It’s the coolest place ever. I almost never go unless I have a good stack of bills because I will BUY ALL THE THINGS and I don’t want lack of cash to limit any of my choices. There are so many choices! They have an amazing deli, bakery and café. They bring in locally sourced items and have specials and deals and events and are active in the community.

Prices are reasonable, products are interesting and of quality, service is friendly and efficient. It’s basically one of my favourite places. Ever!

I’ve been a fan for almost 9 years and while we usually grab sandwiches from the café to go, we’ve never actually ordered a full meal and sat down for it.

We – the Hubs and I -did just that on a cold day in February.

Our location of choice? The southside on 104a Street. The lunch? Soup and sandwich.

It was the daily special and if memory serves me, it was only 9.98. That golden bowl of loveliness was Chicken & Rice and that deceptively looking simple sandwich was … I can’t remember. Sorry! It had sausage, fresh mozzarella , artichokes, a pepper spread … (CALABRESE! That’s the name of the sandwich. Calabrese! ) and lettuce. I could eat 900 of those things…

The soup was thick with rice, veggies and real chicken. The broth was rich and fragrant with just enough seasoning to be satisfyingly salty but not overdone. It was juuuust right. The sandwich had a nice mix of creamy, crunchy, salty, smooth, spiciness that seems to get tastier and tastier with each bite. I could have done without the lettuce. I found it added nothing really and was annoying to bite through. This is probably a personal thing! Some people like it, some people don’t … I couldn’t be bothered to pull it out though so it obviously wasn’t horrible.

ANYhoo, it was a great meal at an affordable price in a busy little neighbourhood café . It would benefit your stomach and soul to stop in sometime. And if you just want to shop, I promise to try and be more mindful of my surroundings!