The epiphany is over

The Christmas tree is down, school started yesterday, and it’s back to a regular routine. Except that it’s  6 a.m. in dark, rainy Vancouver and I’ve been up since 5 a.m. I’m kinda hungry, but it’s too early to eat. I’ve been getting up well past 9 a.m. for weeks now…

Since the kid won’t be up for school for another hour and the sky won’t lighten up for another two,  I decide it’s a good time to surf through the news of the day, and think of all the things I need to do in 2013 to advance my career. Like blog regularly, ahem.

So far in the last hour I’ve surfed the following: @HuffPost tar sands in Alberta polluting northern lakes (my country is becoming an oil state) , @Mashable a picture of a breaded chicken brain a la KFC that’s going viral after a customer found it in their bucket (ok, so not hungry anymore), @Tumblr a bunch of cool blogs linking to cool websites that are not mine (I’m not good enough), @NYT, Syria’s making of chemical bomb cocktails troubles world leaders (but 60K dead civilians,according to UN, does not?), @CBC Feds pushing through 2nd “Omnibus” Bill that no ordinary Canadian could understand (RIP Jack Layton).

Now that I’ve been sufficiently revolted, disappointed and deflated I can only think of one thing to say.

No wonder I like sleeping in.

Happy New Year to all my friends, family and colleagues!

For many people, 2012 was a particularly hard year on many different levels. In my case, graduating from journalism school and beginning a new career later in life has been a test of faith at the best of times, and a constant source of self-doubt at the worst.

But I didn’t choose journalism for the fame, the money or the stability. I chose it because it’s what I’ve always done, tell compelling stories about ordinary, everyday people and their extraordinary lives.

It’s always been my passion and now it’s my profession, for better or for worse!

So in these last days of 2012, I toast those who are taking risks, and making leaps of faith to follow thier bliss. May 2013 bring all of us clarity in our goals and dreams. Here’s to new beginnings!

“If you follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. When you can see that, you begin to meet people who are in your field of bliss, and they open doors to you. I say, follow your bliss and don’t be afraid, and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be.” ~ Joseph Campbell in Reflections in the Art of Living: A Joseph Campbell Companion

Clancy’s Angels

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Clancy's Angels

Singing is always a joy, but especially when it’s with East Van’s Anthem Rock Choir!
2012

On the Connecticut coward

I work in the news. 

I wrote 4 hours of news  about the mass murder of innocent women and children last Friday.

It hurt, and yet I had to find a way to turn it off until I finished my nine hour shift. 

When I was done, I staggered out of the newsroom broken.  I thought about how exactly a week before I had been singing on stage with my choir about love, the uplifting kind. About how much happiness and joy I felt as I spread beauty through song.

But things can change so fast. And they did.

After Friday, I wasn’t sure I’d write anything about it. I’d already written too many words. But back at work today after a weekend off and I knew what I had to say.

The person who did this is a coward. I will not write his name, ever. He does not deserve it. Because he was a coward who could not face up to his own actions.

And regardless of his mental health, the state of gun control in the U.S.A., or whatever other excuse we cling to in hopes of making sense of this – he knew what he was doing when he did it. Proven by the simple act of taking his own life after he was done. 

And because of that cowardice, our faith in humanity is shaken, once again.

 

Aside

It’s sad that the nurse involved with Will & Kate killed herself.

I grew up under the umbrella of Princess Diana’s glory. When Princesses were still possible.

And I have to say, Kate brought it back for me. Such a lovely fairytale story. One that many would shoo-shoo or stamp on.

Because of that, it pains me to see the media jump on this. The media that I am a part o myself.

The way media tracked down this innocent nurse, mother, wife, woman and began speculating about her fate before the story had even hit every time zone.

What does this say about us? as journalists who will regurgitate a story until even the dust doesn’t produce.

It could have been such a small deal. 

On the Candy Haul

So we get home after cruising the biggest block party of the year and dump the sack, i.e. the pillowcase.

 What is it about Halloween that we love so much? I read some gross figure in the news, like Canadians spend 1.5 billion dollars on Halloween now. That is so not good.

Still, it’s the only day of the year when you can dress up like a maniac and knock on a strangers door while demanding free food. Even adults were doing it this year. Hey, why the hell not?

There’s some collateral damage to the kid’s  haul, thanks to the off-and-on torrential downpours we battled while cruising for candy. A pillowcase may have not be the best choice during tonight’s monsoon. 

The Smarties are sad casualties of the wet sack, along with the M&Ms, and the random handful of soppy jellybeans – wtf? Who gives out open candy on Hallowe’en? They could be laced with LSD for all I know, hmmm.

We divide and conquer – sorting chocolate bars, gum, random hard candy, mini chip bags, Tootsy rolls, lollipops, and packs of gummy-like things.

Wow. It’s all crap. Except for the one little pack of Annie’s organic Choco covered bunnies – which I scoff at. Healthy Hallowe’en options are for granola-eating wussies.

 Even so, I tell the kid he can take them to school tomorrow. Not likely, says the kid.

 I wonder, if we snorted sugar , would it be illegal?

“Defend Our Coast” day in B.C.

As thousands gather in front of the B.C. Legislature today, I’m at home watching the events unfold via the many media available to me: Twitter, Facebook, websites, radio and TV. The media information is presented safely, the usual unbiased ‘this is what,…

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