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Wednesday, July 24, 2013

her voice sounded like 

detox


During my forties I took a job in a detox centre with Canada Health and Welfare, over on the South Shore of Nova Scotia. This career took me to the West Indies later in my life.

Working as a counsellor and Reiki Practioner today with a bit more foresight and wisdom I can see how the trail has been allowing me to consolidate my gifts and abilities.

Humour is the greatest gift outside of vision, I have been cultivating in this lifetime. Many funny times were experienced there over my two years in service there.
One day four or five of us were having a smoke in the smoking room and talking about this and that.
There was myself, a very prominent singer’s wife from Newfoundland, she didn’t weigh 90 lbs soaking wet. I never in my days as a rehab counsellor saw a person shake with the tremors like she had the day before. It was as if she was in an electric shock for 12 hours.

An,elderly woman around 74 who’s doctor had her on velum for 14 years was slumped over at the table! One of the nurses Mary was there. We were both easy to talk to.

We told of baby deliveries, recipes, and finally the conversation turned to menopause.

The old woman very drowsily over in the corner with a cigarette sticking up out of her face says, “Huffy, menopause never affected me can’t say I had any problems there!”

In a flash the wit of the newfie girl flew a spuu of words that went something like this. ”Yeah yaw old fucker, ya probably got drunk and slept through it”!!

Well the whole room of women laughed for days on this one and the elderly woman felt acceptance on the spot. For this was the type of language she was accustomed to. It was very helpful for this elderly woman who desperatlry wanted to go home had found it very difficult to trust the medical comminuty after having such a tramatic experience with her last doctor.She then was able to last the five weeks in hospital and plan a solid follow-up for when she did return home.

 
 

Monday, July 15, 2013

Chilled Out

I was near 40 when we moved our family to the West Indies for a few years.Barbados was the perfect spot,no huge highways,overcrowded schools, out of order mall washrooms,and no one calling to suck you into a quick sale on goods or politics.I was in my peak in most areas of my life.
Days of breezes and sun on the beach,tea in a two piece suit with no high heels; or marketing stats.Sea sounds softly lulling me to sleep each night while my heart healed from years of feeling disconnected from the earth and my love for the earth..So long restful days and nights in quiet simplicity and solitude  my soul glorified in after 40 years of hustle and bustle here in North America.They were welcome times.
After a year of this I was happy to tag along after my partner on business trips to other islands.We went to the British Virgin Islands, Virgin Gorda.We stayed in a lovely marina hotel.
My partner was out days, so I was left to my own devices.

It was during the O.J.Simpson trial and I never missed a chance to see him sweat.I wanted to curl up on the couch with a blanket, a bag of chips and watch T.V.It had ben awhile since I had felt cosy.Real kind of cosy only a Maritimer can relate to.
So I turned up the air-conditioner to high, went out for chips and bought a pair of socks,and grabbed a fluffy acrylic blanket off the shelf by the door.What that blanket was doing in a hotel, in a country, where the temperature never goes below 75 degrees Ive no idea!!! Im just glad it was there, and so  there my lover found me four hours later.Cosy as a bug in a rug!!!
"Why is it so cold in here?"...........you can imagine the rest.........lol lol



Friday, July 12, 2013

The Wedding

In my forties one of the young nieces was married in high style, and I was able to attend.It was a sweetest wedding ceremony Ive yet to see what with the ancient pagan tying of the wrist's intentions ceremony.
The bride wore Red the day was set within a fine sea breeze and bright yellow sunlight.Why, there were even cameras placed on our chairs FREE!!!The bride was wearing red.
Well we all had a right good time and and the drinks were not yet being served, as we were just lining up  for the reception line.I saw Christine out of the corner of my eye, and always liked to say hello to her.She had been Kay's neighbor since forever and her husband Laudy had driven the school bus for years, and years.I had met them many times.
Now, Christine prided herself on being well cared for, and looking smart.And, so she should, she was a stunning looking woman  always dressed well and pretty.He husband was a tease.So I do think his comment was directed towards her as well as me,in the fun of it all.
On this particular day I made my way through the crowd to her side, and saw this lovely Linen and chiffon soft sage green suit, then her."Where did you find this exquisite suit Christine?",I asked, and as quick as a tadpole's tale Laudy leans in and,  in his drawling Scottish brogue he pipes, "at the Co-Op". I chuckled so hard I almost fell over!!!!!
The co-op in the village of Inverness,was noted for hardware and stylish dish pans!!!!

Cremation and Kay's Kitchen

We had decided to go to the Cape out of the blue one weekend in the snow of winter.A huge storm hit and the night of the storm we all gathered into Kay's kitchen to tell tales and drink tea.
Well we hadn't gotten to far into it when Allan came in all fussin and stopping off the snow.
Up went one of the older girls and soon settled him in with a hot mug of tea, and he was off a tellin too.
One story spoke os a light in the window on the night of a birth or the night before the birth, not sure.
Allan was at his best with the telling and the hospitality second to none in Kay's kitchen,where she had told many tales of the like in bygone nights before.Allan asked "Finn do you know that old road over the marsh road that goes up into the mountain?" "Been on it many times Allan but not for a few years now pretty washed out in places, no one haulin out of there anymore(logs)"
Allan sat quiet sipped a bit more tea all was quiet, "well I was up there last year with my aunts car on a Saturday and got stuck?' Oh we all had a great laugh at this imaginative scene. Allan had always seemed a bit funny in the head and he was mostly always drunk!!!!So it seemed quit the natural way for him,as sweet a soul as he is.But no one was prepared for what came out of the man's mouth next.For there had always been a high regard for the church and other holy things in Kay's kitchen.
"Yes !!!", he said,"I worked on that damn wheel in ice for two hours,then I looked on the back window,so I used the ashes that were in the back seat.". This at first seemed a puzzle that strange looks in his direction  soon set straight!!!
"Me cousin you se,e had been buried two weeks afore,the ashes in the Urn were on the back window,so I used a few and got the wheel out!!!
Holy Mother of GOD!!!! was the look on every woman's face in the room!!!!!then we roared with sweet laughter!!!!! There was nothing to be made of it now!!!!!!