Thursday, February 22, 2007
Motivational Speaker Wisdom
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Journalistic Wisdom
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
TV Show Host Wisdom
because you are a good person
is a little like expecting the bull not to attack you
because you are a vegetarian - Dennis Wholey
Friday, February 16, 2007
American Astronomer Wisdome
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
American Cartoonist Wisdom
Monday, February 12, 2007
French (Russian-born) author and salonist Wisdom
Thursday, February 08, 2007
British Writer Wisdom
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Monday, February 05, 2007
Friday, February 02, 2007
British Writer Wisdom
Thursday, February 01, 2007
British Prime Minister Wisdom
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
American Sitcom Wisdom
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
English Writer Wisdom
Monday, January 29, 2007
Scottish essayist Wisdom
Friday, January 26, 2007
Pulitzer Prize Winning Novelist Wisdom
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Motivational Speaker Wisdom
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Famous Cartoonist Wisdom
Friday, January 19, 2007
Famous Comedian Wisdom...
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Famous Actor Wisdom
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Famous Author Wisdom
Monday, January 15, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
TV Personality Wisdom
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Motivational Speaker Wisdom
Did you ever see an unhappy horse?
Did you ever see bird that had the blues?
One reason why birds and horses are not unhappy is because they are not trying to impress other birds and horses. - Dale Carnegie
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Screen Writer Wisdom
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Economicist Wisdom
Monday, January 08, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
Computer Scientist Wisdom
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Inspirational Writer Wisdom
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Author Wisdom
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Start thinking in 2007!
Friday, December 22, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
At this joyous Christmas season
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
Monday, December 18, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
Saturday, December 16, 2006
In the Spirit of the Season - A Story
I wrote this story several years ago....but I find it bears repeating:
For years and years I too hated Christmas…too much brouhaha in my books…then I had a Christmas epiphany…no small feat for a non-Christian…but here goes
I always put huge store in Christmas…because I was raised in a huge family and I had believed all my life that "family" is what Christmas was about…My Father’s birthday is the twenty-third and my uncle’s is the twenty-fifth and as a child we always did the big Christmas/birthday celebration…but as time goes on things change and you discover that "family" are people too…and they have foibles…they mess up…and things never quite live up to your expectations.
In the early ‘90’s my Mother moved to BC leaving me to live in the old family home in Thunder Bay. My brother was newly married to woman that put the "C" in control. (and another word that I won’t use here!) She didn’t like cooking when I was around and for many years I thought it was cos she was intimidated by the fact that I have my chef’s papers…turns out she’s just lazy, opinionated and lazy…but that’s another story.
So Mom moves to BC, Dad and my sister are in Toronto and I am faced with the prospect of cooking the whole Christmas shebang at my brother and sister-in-law’s house. My sister-in-law has invited her whole family so I am cooking a 27lb turkey and all the trimmings. Two kinds of stuffing (one for each end) 3 kinds of salad and 4 vegetables, mashed spuds, gravy, pickles etc etc and top it all off with Figgie Pudding…(I’m from a go big er go home kinda family)
Five days before Christmas my sister-in-law calls me and informs me that I am "allowed" to come to her house for an hour between 6 and 7 AM to stuff the bird and put it in the oven…but then I need to leave for the day so she can have some "quality" time with her family.
Can you guess where I told her to put her bird? ~ahem~
So the Christmas dawns and I am alone. I am not answering the phone…and I am depressed….as my Grampy used to say, "I am lower than whale shit and that is on the bottom of the ocean! We are having a good old North Western Ontario blizzard and as I listen to the radio I am overcome both with the concept that I can’t get away from Christmas (it’s just freakin everywhere) and that I am alone. So I jump in my truck and head out to the local truck stop for breakfast. Somewhere where there’s people and noise.
On my way to the truck stop I drive past the Greyhound Bus Depot and while it is closed I spot and elderly man in a summer weight suit huddled in the doorway.
I drive by…then go around the block and drive by again. Something about this situation tweaks my conscience and I cannot get the picture of this man out of my head.
On my third pass I pull into the parking lot and lean out my window. "Are you ok?" I ask. This tiny elderly fellow looks up at me and with tears running down his face says, "I’ll do."
"Well no…he won’t do." I think as I watch him shiver and shudder. So I offer to let him in my truck. I’m thinking that if it turns out he’s got a gun…I certainly won’t feel any worse off than I already do this Christmas.
At first he refuses. But then with some cajoling and conversation he eventually climbs in and I take him to the truck stop to warm him up and maybe get him some food. He refuses to eat but allows as I could buy him a "cup of cocoa".
As he thaws out he tells me his story. He tells me his name is Sheldon Shepherd. He left Vancouver 3 days ago on his way to London ON to spend Christmas with his family. He was traveling by Greyhound. In the bathroom in the Thunder Bay bus terminal he is mugged…robbed…and knocked out. Because he is old school and won’t ask for help when he comes to… he doesn’t tell anyone, his grandkid’s Christmas presents are gone, as is his coat and wallet. He finds himself outside of the depot, the depot closed, in a blizzard with a lump on his head the size of Santa. Areas of his story seem lacking to me…but he’s got this lump and no coat and no money…so…
I am filled with righteous indignation and I insist that he allow me to call the police. They come and after all is said and done I find out that they can get him another bus ticket to London but they have to find a judge to authorize the funds and besides there is no bus running thru till the twenty-sixth. One of the police officers suggests that this sad soul go to the local homeless shelter. I’ve never been there but I know where it is so I agree to drive him there.
Sheldon is quiet on his way to the shelter. He confides in me as we are pulling into the parking lot that he’s never had to accept charity before and not comfortable with it now. I fully understand. I have never been able to look a homeless person in the eye. I have always been consumed with guilt and the thought that there but for the grace of all the gods go I.
In we go. My first impression was that we were entering a jail. We walked in thru the front door to be confronted with locked double doors and a "security guard". Sheldon is pulling back so I tell the guard his story and the guard opens the locked doors to allow us into the shelter telling us to "find Rick".
As we enter I am assaulted by a cacophony of sounds and smells….lots of them not pleasant. There is a riot of color and furniture and bodies everywhere…there are people sleeping standing up against walls and on the stairs and tired used old blankets clutched in dirty little children’s fingers.
Slowly as I become accustomed to the "ambiance" I begin to see Christmas in this room. There are bits of tinsel hanging from dirty stocking caps set jauntily over dirty faces. There’s what can only be called a Charlie Brown Christmas tree in the corner and there are new socks and new gloves on many hands and feet…and lots of the people that are awake are smiling. I don’t understand.
Across the room is the big serving window to the kitchen but I see no one on the other side…as I start across the room I hear the unmistakable sound of dishes smashing to the floor and a resounding "Damn it!" from behind the wall. I peek around a see a harried fellow, in half a Santa suit picking up broken dishes and muttering.
"Rick?" I ask. This frantic man turns to me and blesses me with the biggest gap tooth smile and says…"yup…hiya! What can I do for you?"
I explain Sheldon’s story and Rick tells me no problem he can stay here over night. He then turns to Sheldon and says,"I don’t suppose you can cook?"
"Why?" says Sheldon and I at once. Turns out that the volunteer church group that was to cook the shelter’s Christmas dinner won’t be coming because of the storm. Rick says that Christmas is always a banner time for the shelter food wise…"people assuage their guilt by giving at Christmas". The end result is that he has tons of food and no cooks.
"Hmmmmmm," says I, "maybe I can help"
Long story short…we have Christmas dinner for close to 200. Sheldon isn’t a cook but he’s a mean dishwasher and clean up kinda guy…and we recruit a couple of people from the shelter and we are off… We have beef and turkey and mashed potatoes and stuffing made in pans instead of in the bird and spaghetti with sauce and chocolate pudding.
We have Christmas Carols and laughter and hugs and tears and handclasps from dirty little fingers. By 10 PM I am completely and totally physically exhausted, sweaty and hot, hot, hot… but as I turn to survey the room I have an epiphany.
Christmas is not about receiving the love from my family that I believe is my due. It truly is about the giving.
In any way shape or form. Sheldon passed away in 1996 but I still hear from his daughter Janice…once a year at Christmas. And that’s the best that I can do.
Friday, December 15, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
The spirit of this season
Is old, yet ever new;
May it be yours on Christmas
And last the new year through.
~ Ernest B. McClellan
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Seasonal Wisdom
Monday, December 11, 2006
Life Wisdom
Friday, December 08, 2006
Realistic Wisdom....
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Motivational Speaker Wisdome
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Famous Author Wisdome
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Motivational Wisdom....
Friday, December 01, 2006
Anonymous Wisdom
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Trueblood Wisdom
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Anonymous Wisdom
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Ralph Marston Wisdom
Don't lower your expectations to meet your performance. Raise your level of performance to meet your expectations. Expect thet best of yourself, and then do what is necessary to make it a reality. ~ Ralph Marston
Friday, November 24, 2006
Author Wisdom
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Inspirational Wisdome
Monday, November 20, 2006
Author Wisdom
Friday, November 17, 2006
Artist Wisdome
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Work Wisdome
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Wisdom
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
Smart Guy Wisdome...
Saturday, November 11, 2006
In Flanders Fields
Friday, November 10, 2006
Chinese Wisdom...
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Contemplate:
Friday, November 03, 2006
Life Wisdome
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Political Wisdom?
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Halloween Wisdome
Hark! Hark to the wind!
'Tis the night, they say,
When all souls come back from the far away-
The dead, forgotten this many a day!
~Virna Sheard
Monday, October 30, 2006
Halloween Wisdome
You wouldn't believe
On All Hallow Eve
What lots of fun we can make,
With apples to bob,
And nuts on the hob,
And a ring-and-thimble cake.
Carolyn Wells~
Friday, October 27, 2006
Halloween Wisdome
to be haunted;
one need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.
~Emily Dickinson
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Halloween Wisdome
Of the grave's delight,
And the warlocks are at their play;
Ye think that without
The wild winds shout,
But no, it is they - it is they.
~Arthur Cleveland Coxe
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Scottish Wisdome...
From ghoulies and ghosties
And long-leggedy beasties
And things that go bump in the night,
Good Lord, deliver us!
~Scottish Saying
Monday, October 23, 2006
Halloween Wisdome
Tonight All-Hallows' Spectre struts
Along the moonlit way.
~John Kendrick Bangs
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Calvin and Hobbes Wisdom...
Monday, October 16, 2006
Buddha-ism
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
Buddha-ism
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Famous Author Wisdome
Monday, October 09, 2006
ThanksGiving
when from East and from West,
From North and South,
come the pilgrim and guest,
When the gray-haired New Englander
sees round his board
The old broken links of affection restored,
When the care-wearied man
seeks his mother once more,
And the worn matron smiles
where the girl smiled before.
What moistens the lips
and what brightens the eye?
What calls back the past,
like the rich pumpkin pie?
- John Greenleaf Whittier
Monday, October 02, 2006
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Leadership Wisdome...
Friday, September 29, 2006
Leadership Wisdome
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Famous Wisdome....
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
British Wisdome
Monday, September 25, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
Greek Wisdom...
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Calvin and Hobbes Wisdom...
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
arrrrrrrrrrrrgh!
ah hab a toad id by dose
ah feel lak shit
ah dodn't wand do be wid fabily
or fweinds
all ah wand do do is sweep
dood dight
Friday, September 15, 2006
Wyzwmn has a cold!
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Einstein Wisdom
Friday, September 08, 2006
Will Rogers Wisdom
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Dalai Lama Wisdom
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness. - HH the Dalai Lama
