Family History & Breaking the Cycle ~
March 12th, 2010 · Tossed Salad, Tracy's Posts
If you follow Tara Cronica regularly you know this month Jacquie created our header in which she chose ‘Finding Lyrical Beauty in History’. Great job Jake, I love that each month we get a fresh new look which reflects Lyrical beauty and our unique personalities.
Family history makes me think of my family tree branching off in different directions with lots of similar character traits and connections of generations past. There is family history in our names dating back decades, our behaviours, and our genetics.
When you have history with someone it changes everything. There is an element of trust that goes along with it, which takes years to build but has to start somewhere, right? When you first meet someone new it’s fresh and exciting but it can be a little unsettling that you don’t know their history. You are unaware of their family traits that have been passed down from generation to generation. Is your potential mother in-law a control freak, brother in-law a narcissist or soon to be sister in-law a manic depressive? How many of these traits will present themselves in your potential partner over the years because of genetics or simply because it’s what they know. It’s a gamble really. No matter what our genetic history or family traits are, we all have a choice of who we want to be.
Who hasn’t been told at some point in their lives “you’re just like your mother/father” or “your grandfather used to do the same thing.” (that’s not always a good thing) As human beings we find comfort in belonging. If you’re adopted you have a completely different understanding of family history because it starts with you. Nobody in your family looks like you and you’re not sure which traits you’ve picked up through osmosis or genetics.
I don’t think there is anyone out there who hasn’t at least once in their lifetime cringed at just the thought of being just like your _____. (I will let you fill in that blank) That is when one of those traits passed down is not one we want to be associated with. It’s when this trait is staring back at you in the mirror that you need to do something about it. It will lead you around and around instead of moving forward to break the cycle.
Some negative family traits would be families who don’t communicate or speak for years out of stubbornness, families who don’t show affection because they didn’t get any while growing up, even though they crave it themselves. Abuse is a cycle among some families. There are two ways you can go, you can repeat the cycle or break it. It’s not right to think that because you didn’t get something that you shouldn’t give it freely yourself, or that you did get treated poorly so you justify doing it. If you can identify the behaviours or traits you don’t want, whether they started with your parents or grandparents, or maybe they started with you, you’re on the right path. Being aware is the first step, making that connection is the hard part, and then taking steps to avoid history from repeating itself is success! It means growth in a positive direction is happening. You take the good and remove the bad, what you take with you is a choice, it’s not bound to you. You choose each day who you want to be.
I think when history does repeat itself it can mean the lesson was not learned or there was a lack of growth along that chosen path. History within a family is a wonderful feeling, knowing every single thing about someone, having followed their growth throughout the years is comfort, plain and simple. We all love comfort. But sometimes we need to step out of our comfort zone and stand on our own two feet. We need to welcome others into our circle and embrace their history, even the parts unknown to us. History is out there waiting to be found, we just need to explore a little further.
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Gorgeously Imperfect Singer Sara Lynn Inspires! *Contest Alert*
March 11th, 2010 · Art/Talent, Jacquie's Posts
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OK, I’ll admit the first thing that attracted me to Sara Lynn’s website was the unabashedly feminine palette of pinks, black and zebra print, and the generous use of swirly, pretty Scriptina. Then there are the gorgeous photos of stunning Sara Lynn decorating each page. Here is Lyrical Beauty if I ever did see it! Oh, then I noticed a widget in the sidebar and, voila! Music! (We’ve added the widget at the bottom of this post so please feel free to listen while you’re visiting us).
The lady has an incredible voice! The first song to cascade out of my computer is called ‘Shadows’, from her newest CD “Don’t Call Me Angel”. Throaty, soft, vocals and a Latin-inspired pop beat that reminds me of Madonna at her very best, with maybe a touch of pre-Timbaland Nelly Furtado . Next tune I listen to is “Gorgeous Imperfection”, a rhythmic, sexy/playful, bluesy beat with a little glam 70’s funk mixed in. Can you tell I don’t review music for a living? I just know what I like. Someone more experienced might be able to succinctly wrap up Sara Lynn’s style, but why? She’s eclectic, inspiring and fun ~ and her music reflects her personality. Not only that, but Sara Lynn’s butter cream caramel latte vocals easily transition from one genre to the next with equal success.
The title track “Don’t Call Me Angel” has a Dixie Chicks/Partridge Family vibe, meaning great country accents wonderfully balanced with 70’s pop bop harmonic perfection. I say this with the utmost respect! Hey, the Partridge Family had several #1 hits and at one point beat the Beatles for a few weeks on the charts. Just putting it out there.
Sara Lynn’s lyrics are personal and poetic and place her firmly in the true singer/songwriter tradition. Her message in ‘Shadows’ is to “make peace by letting go of pain”. In “Gorgeous Imperfection” and “Don’t Call Me Angel” what I get from her is that she’s a woman who knows who she is, knows others might want to see her differently but doesn’t want to play any more games. She’s real, loves it and owns it, flaws and all. Here’s a woman to whom we can relate, right? She’s talking to us at Tara Cronica! We all want to be understood and loved for who we truly are, not a fantasy created in someone’s head.
I could go on about Vancouver-based Sara Lynn; her dedication to a number of charities, how she’s coping with a Celiac diagnosis, her involvement with MAC cosmetics, but I really want you to get to the music. I hope I’ve piqued your interest and that you’ll head on over to saralynnmusic.com and check out the rest of her site for yourself.
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Apparently I lived in the ‘Olden Days’
March 10th, 2010 · Humour, Tracy's Posts
On our way to school one morning my 8 year old daughter asked “back in the olden days did you have a mole-lot”. “Phftt, back in the olden days” I laughed! l almost went directly into the olden day rant, we’ve all heard it, “when I was a kid, I had to walk to school up hill both ways with no shoes in the snow” yadda yadda yadda, I didn’t, I showed restraint. She would have look at me like I was from the olden days because that is an ‘olden days’ thing to say as far as I’m concerned! lol
It made me laugh that she actually thought I lived back in the olden days, never mind the mole-lot! She then proceeded with her childish attitude “Well ya lived in the day of the mole-lot”. I snapped back, it’s actually called a Mullet, not Mole-lot. I laugh when she says certain words because she is still little and doesn’t know how to pronounce everything yet. Sometimes she puts the wrong empha-sis on the wrong sylla-ble! I hate correcting her but I guess now that she’s approaching 9 I should. Another funny example was when she read the hot chocolate box aloud ~”It’s gormet!” (Gourmet) like Jimmy Buffet not buffet. We all talked like rednecks for hours after that one! (perfect example if you read my post ‘You Know What‘ about diving in at any opportunity to tease a member of the family)
I tried desperately to convince my daughter that I was actually in style wayyyy back in the ’80’s with my mullet, and that her kids would look back at her pictures and ask why she wore a pony tale with a hair band holding every single stand of hair back like she was going to wash her face? She laughed. I decided to do this post to prove to her how stylin the olden days were!
Join me now for a brief look back at ‘The Olden Days’ ~
Yes, that I believe is a ‘Mullet’!
This might actually have come back around, darn should have kept it!
Why doesn’t anyone get perms anymore? The human poodle!
Wayne Cox (Global News) at the Miss Summer Madness ‘85, laugh if you must, I won $7,000.00 in prizes! (it made me who I am, it made me who I am… sigh)
And last but not least, the 80’s are not complete for me without MacGyver, Richard Dean Anderson! Now that’s an 80’s picture!
So maybe to Jordan I did live in the ‘Olden Days.’ But for me they were just the days in which I lived that helped me become who I am today. I wouldn’t change a thing! I can’t wait to hear my daughters conversation with her daughter or son about ‘in the day’ she lived! It’s so fun looking back at your past, connecting the dots. Bonnie, Jake, care to take a peak back yourself and share a little of what made you who you are today? I triple dog dare ya!
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Memories
March 9th, 2010 · Bonnie's Posts
Last night I dreamed about a girl that I used to know in grade ten. I didn’t know her well, we didn’t hang out together. She was just someone who was in a couple of my classes. I have not thought of her or seen her since 1979 and yet, for some reason, I dreamed of her last night. In my dream she was in distress. I actually woke up and worried about a person that I barely knew over thirty years ago. Where does that come from? This person was a distant memory and somehow, for some reason, that memory bubbled to the surface.
I’ve written before about how I worry about having a bad memory. I worry that I will succumb to Alzheimer’s disease like my grandmother did. This fear was re-ignited the other day as I frantically tore my bathroom apart searching for a diamond stud earring that was innocently sitting in my earlobe already. Was there too much on my mind while I attempted to do four things at once, or am I losing it?
I would hate to lose my memory because I have so many wonderful ones. I also have this clever built-in feature where bad memories fade away quickly for me. Last year I had an argument with my mother that upset me badly for a few months. I went over and over the argument in my head trying to analyze every word exchanged. I talked it out with my husband until we were both exhausted. Then I put it out of my mind. If I had to explain any of that argument now I’d be stumped. I have completely buried the memory and I could not tell you what it was about to save my life. (If anyone reading this remembers please don’t remind me…thank you)
Good memories remain fresh for a life time however. (So far at least.) I remember sitting in the apple tree in my grandparent’s yard looking up at the clouds and feeling completely content and happy. I was four. Twenty one years ago I remember holding my new born son on my chest and realizing how overwhelming my love for him was.
Last weekend I was running around the house in a panic. I was expecting company and I was late in preparing everything. I stubbed my toe. It was bleeding but I had too much to do to worry about it. My husband made me stop for a moment. He began to very gently put a band-aid around my wounded toe. I suddenly felt like I was watching the scene from outside of my own body. I felt such love and appreciation for my man that I could have burst. That is a memory that will stay fresh with me forever.
Perhaps the memory sifter in our brain is made of love and happiness. Dreams? Well who can really explain where those come from.
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Oscar Night Fun
March 8th, 2010 · Celebrity, Jacquie's Posts
I watched the Oscars with friends last night. Our 13 or 14th annual Oscar party get together. We do the ballot filling out thing, the appetizers, party beverages and our own version of a swag bag. We all contribute towards a prize of a bunch of movie gift certificates, a prize I was sure I was going to bring home this year. I mean, I studied for this test for several days. I was prepared. So what if I didn’t see every movie nominated. I researched many of the top movie fan sites and I read all about who the film experts were predicting to win and why so I should have won, right? Those blasted sound mixing/editing/animated short foreign adapted screenplay categories screwed me again! I failed miserably!
So instead of gloating over my hard-earned win, instead I’m gonna give a little rundown on my Oscar 2010 most memorable moments in fashion…
Oh, look, it’s Demi Moore and Jennifer Lopez! Doesn’t Demi look great? According to my husband she was the best looking of the night. In fact, I think his exact words were “pretty good looking for almost 50″. Yeah. You heard right. Maybe not the best choice of words in a room full of almost 50 yr old women… ya think?
This next design might not be everyone’s cup ‘o tea but I can see myself in it. Or is it just that I can see myself on the arm of Robert Downey Jr? Hee hee.
Sorry Meryl, I can see where you were going with this but I’ve worn something similar with plastic slip ons at the Spa Utopia.
Everyone (my girlfriends) agreed unilaterally that Sandra Bullock had the best dress of the night.
I’ve looked a at a bunch of other dresses now that the show is over and I keep coming back to this one. It truly is stunning and Sandra’s long dark hair contrasts with the soft shimmery champagne and lace beautifully. It really is a special look. So is the next one.
I don’t know if I love it or hate it. On one hand it reminds me of the crocheted doll that sat on the toilet tank covering a tissue box that my Yugoslavian BFF’s mother had bought at a church bazaar when we were 9 yrs old. On the other hand I like how Zoe Saldana from Avatar appears relaxed and happy~ like she really loves it and she’s having such a blast at the Oscars ~ and she looks like she feels gorgeous and pretty and special. She doesn’t look like she cares what any of us think and that makes her look even better. A smile is the best accessory, isn’t it? I’ll leave you with one last ‘what was she thinking!?’ outfit.
Oh Charlize!!!! It’s like you tried on Madonna’s cone bra and walked into a wall before hitting the red carpet! You’re such an attractive girl but all I see is your squished boobies! Oh well, there’s always next year…
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Svaha Spirit Series ~ Sing by Annie Lennox ~
March 7th, 2010 · Celebrity, Charities/Cause, Svaha Spirit Series~Sunday, Tracy's Posts
Our Svaha Spirit Series is meant to be Inspirational. I love music and was inspired while watching Annie Lennox’s video ‘Sing’. To quote directly from her website SING, “When people get together to sing, they become encouraged and inspired.” Isn’t that true! Annie Lennox teamed up with 23 of the world’s most acclaimed female superstar voices to produce ‘Sing’ to raise money and awareness for the HIV/Aids organization,Treatment Action Campaign (TAC). Here’s Annie Lennox, and in the chorus, Madonna, Celine Dion, Pink, Dido to name a few of the 23 who use their voices to inspire! If you take a look around her website you will see the progress that has been made since she started SING, now that’s inspiring!
Inspiration is what helps make positive change.
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I Don’t Like Change!
March 6th, 2010 · Bonnie's Posts
We Canadians have proudly drawn a line in the sand. Do not change our song! Wow, are we finally moving away from our usual (and sometimes painful) politically-correct-at-any-cost stand?
For those who may not have heard the rumblings for the past two days, it was suggested that our national anthem be changed to be more gender neutral. Our government proposed changing “in all thy sons command” – to the original version (written in 1880), “in thou dost us command”. Ya, cause that just rolls so naturally off the tongue for us in the year 2010! Pfft! I was going to say here that we Canadians have been singing those words since the beginning of time but then I read that O Canada replaced God Save the Queen as Canada’s national anthem in 1980. Wha…1980?! Yes, to some of our young readers that may seem like the beginning of time but not to me. To me, that wasn’t very long ago at all. So they made a big change back then. I’m all for gender equality but I guess I don’t like change.
Wow, I never thought I’d ever have something in common with Stewie from Family Guy, but I can relate! I’ve been trying to figure out what it is about change that I don’t like. It’s hard. That’s one thing I suppose. Change is not always easy even though it may be necessary sometimes. I like comfort and change can take me out of my comfort zone.
“I’m all for progress. It’s change I object to.” Mark Twain
I hear ya Mark! I used to laugh at older people who seemed to be stuck in their ways. Have I become one of those people?
Then I found an article in the Scientific American which said “Personality can continue to change somewhat in middle and old age, but openness to new experiences tends to decline gradually until about age 60.”
Gasp! So my resistance to change is a tell tale sign that I’m *gulp* middle aged. Well that’s it. I am announcing to the world right here, right now that I am officially open to change. Bring it on world. I can take it. I will just flow with whatever new changes you send my way. Starting…tomorrow.
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Happy Birthday Mom!
March 5th, 2010 · Tracy's Posts, Tributes
Today is my Moms birthday so I wanted to share a few things about her with you because she is a very special woman in my life. When I was a little girl I had a very hard time being away from my Mom. I was unable to make it through the night at any sleepover with girlfriends because I got very homesick just thinking about her. I never went to Brownie camp or Outdoor school because I just couldn’t be away from her. My Mom always came willingly, without question to pick me up each time and embraced me with a hug and kiss and never once made me feel bad about it. She offered to be my ‘excuse’ of why I wasn’t allowed to stay over because I was too embarrassed to tell anyone I was homesick for her. She was always there for me, and still is. She let me stay home from school when she could feel I was missing her, and now I do that for my daughter because I understand. Nothing was more important to her than love. My Mom is a very affectionate woman who has always got a hug, cuddle or back tickle waiting for anyone who asks. (well maybe not anyone
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As I got older and more independent I learned a great deal more from her. She was/is a very strong business woman with natural leadership. I admire her strength and ability to do any job she takes on. She worked, ran a household and maintained a loving marriage for over 50 years! That is almost unheard of these days. I leaned the importance as a women to be self sufficient, independent and that I mattered! One thing my Mom said to me when I was in my teens has always stayed with me. It was basic and simple. She told me “God forbid if something ever happened to your Dad, I would survive”. She wanted me to know how important it was to love someone but to not depend on any one person to dictate your life, so that you were capable yourself of doing what you needed to, to stand on your own two feet.
I appreciated what my Mom did for me when I was young and now I understand, being a Mom myself. Over the years my Mom has given me great advice, most of the time I took it unless I was stretching my arms of independence. My Mom is a very generous soul who gives what she has to anyone in need. She has taught me to be independent, strong, loving, caring and most important to always try because when you try, you really see what you are capable of. Thanks Mom for being such a wonderful loving supportive person in my life, you’re so loved!
Happy Birthday ! We love you ~ xo
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It Comes With Age ~
March 3rd, 2010 · Tossed Salad, Tracy's Posts
We spend much of our youth searching for someone to spend the rest of our lives with, not realizing that it means a VERY long time.
That’s right THE SAME MAN FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!! That’s obviously a joke. My Mom and Dad have known one another since they were twelve so I have seen first hand what it is like to spend the rest of your life with someone. I don’t remember any time growing up where I felt like that might change. I admire them both for their commitment and vow they took so seriously, not many do.
When we meet our potential partner in our twenties or thirties we naturally want to take the next step towards marriage so we live with and spend every waking moment together, well not every waking moment, but you know what I mean. We live our lives side by side, some on top of one another and others quite far apart but nevertheless we spent most of our time together.
Then we enter middle age and our kids, if we had any, are growing and entering the same cycle that we have, hopefully with less mistakes and more life experience. We grow and unfold and change in all different directions. Some of us grow with our partners and others grow away from them. Ideally if we have a partner who is our best friend, we can at least maintain the friendship. I have never understood even in my teens why two people can’t remain friends just because as a couple they didn’t work out, with the exception of a wrong doing.
As we age and move into different chapters of our lives, things change, we change. Some of us are faced with moving forward in that next chapter independent of anyone else. I think it comes with age, the understanding that being independent is not the same as being alone. In the evolution of a growing relationship this change doesn’t have to be a negative one. It’s how you perceive it, that counts.
I am independent moving ahead in my life, but I am certainly not alone. What I have learned is that although my relationship has been redefined it is far from over and has an entire future ahead of it that is waiting for me to experience and embrace. So my fairy tale romance may not have turned out traditional like my parents, but it has evolved and reached levels most together couples have never come close to. I wouldn’t change that for anything!
Personal growth is a wonderful feeling when you can accept things and move forward without any resentment or regret. That is the part of being in your 40’s, for me, I love the most. As you age you accept changes you might not have in your earlier years. You smile more, trust your heart, love more deeply and accept the things you cannot change. Sinéad O’Connor’s song “Feels So Different” first three lines has stuck with me for year.
“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change
Courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference” Reinhold Niebuhr
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Visualization
March 2nd, 2010 · Bonnie's Posts
During the winter games I was fascinated to watch the faces of the athletes moments before their event.
I loved it when the camera would focus on their face just before they began their race or event. The look in their eyes was pure determination for some, but for others I saw fear and the flicker of uncertainty. I saw many of them close their eyes and I could tell they were seeing their performance and visualizing its success.
If you’ve seen the movie The Secret then you probably remember the story John Assaraf told of creating a vision board with pictures of a house he dreamed of owning. His young son found the poster he used to visualize with after it had been stored away for years and after the family had moved into the very house John had seen himself owning all those years before. After that movie came out people all over the world began creating vision boards. Some have had great success while others haven’t had any results at all. So does visualization really work?
I think it depends very much on the intent behind the visualizing. Here is my story of successful visualization.
I had just turned twenty one years old and was working as a travel agent part time, a waitress at Earls a few days a week and waitressing at a local night club on weekend nights. It was not the life I had hoped to be living. I felt depressed, really depressed actually. I thought I’d see a therapist to help pull me out of my funk but somehow ended up visiting a hypnotherapist instead. I was a little skeptical but went with it. He had me go into a deep relaxation by following my breath in and out, in and out. Over the time that I saw him he would ask me to visualize what I wanted to be doing with my life.
I really wanted to be a flight attendant with CP Air. “See yourself doing the job, wearing the uniform, what does it feel like, smell like? How do you feel while you are working?” He would prompt these visualizations for me each time I visited and sent me home with the taped sessions for me to do later as well. I enjoyed the feeling of deep relaxation when I did these sessions. My funk lifted. I started feeling better. I carried on with my three jobs. I didn’t have a plan but every time I visualized I felt more into the dream. It began to feel real.
Three weeks after I first saw the hypnotherapist I was serving a group of men their lunch at Earls. One of the men remarked that I’d make a great flight attendant. “Funny you should say that” I said. I told them it was a dream I had but I wasn’t sure how to break into the career. It turns out they all worked for CP Air and knew exactly who I should speak to about getting a job. They told me they were about to start hiring so I needed to get my resume in right away. I did and I had the job soon after.
Three weeks was all it took but my intention was strong. I’ve never doubted the power of visualization since.
I’ve been busy lately and haven’t taken the time for myself to do things I know I need to do to get back on track and find my balance. I had to laugh when I received my daily email from www.tut.com recently. (TUT stands for Totally Unique Thoughts)
Bonnie, I think you’re amazing. I think your approach to life is dead-on. And I can’t think of anything you’ve ever done that I wouldn’t have done had I been in your shoes.
Still, beloved, I think we could have a little chat about visualizing more often. Seeing the end result in all its glorious detail, bypassing the cursed-hows, and feeling the emotions you expect to feel.
Hey, it’s my life too.
Tallyho,
The Universe
Thanks, I needed that reminder!
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History of the Inukshuk & Master Ziggy
March 1st, 2010 · Art/Talent, Jacquie's Posts
You’d think nothing could surprise me in this beautiful city I’ve loved and cherished for years. I thought I’d seen everything, sort of, but a walk along the seawall in False Creek over the weekend really took my breath away. I can’t stop thinking about it. It was twilight, verging on no light at all, when I noticed the strange way the rocky shoreline looked. Kind of… spiky? Sticky-straight-up and pointy. Really hard to see in the dark but it certainly didn’t look natural. There were literally hundreds of these small rock ’sculptures’. No one in the know was around to ask so when I got home I immediately went straight for the computer and this is what I found ~
The Times Columnist ran an article about the False Creek Inukshuit a while ago and in that post there’s another terrific video about how Ziggy builds these wonderful structures. He even demonstrates how he balances two large rocks and it’s insane! You have to see it.
The last video I found has the best information about what exactly an Inukshuk is. Peter Irniq, a cultural activist, tells us that the original purpose of the Inukshuk was for survival: they were built as markers that showed the location of important hunting grounds. An authentic Inukshuk doesn’t have arms, legs or a head. It’s simply a collection of stones piled one on top of another.
I know the Olympics are over and I am going to move on with my life, but I just had to share this one last Olympic related discovery with you all. There, it’s done! I can go back to watching Young and the Restless during the daytime! Woo hoo! (Not to mention getting in some exercise and a bit of housework).
Later All,
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Svaha Spirit Series ~ A Short Love Story
February 28th, 2010 · Bonnie's Posts, Svaha Spirit Series~Sunday
It is still February. Still the month of love.
I found this stop motion film to be very sweet and charming. It was created by Carlos Lascano an Argentine director and writer, mainly known for his works in animation and illustration.
I can’t imagine how many hours of work go into a stop motion film like this one but I sure appreciate the outcome. Wow, there is a lot of content and meaning in those short 3 minutes. Thank you Carlos Lascano!
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Just Slow Down
February 27th, 2010 · Bonnie's Posts
Canada vs. The United States Olympic hockey game is starting soon. It’s a big game and I don’t want to miss it. It starts at 4:30 and at 4:20 I’m driving back from the grocery store. I’m rushing. The speed limit is 50km/h but I’m pushing it and probably going about 70.
I’m only about 2 blocks from home when I see a car across both lanes of the road ahead of me. There are 3 other cars stopped in my lane and an elderly man runs towards me with both arms waving. I slow to a crawl and open my window. “A kid has come off their bike” he tells me breathlessly as he rushes on to warn the cars behind me.
I come to a full stop and take in the scene ahead of me. Slowly I begin to understand that it is more than just a kid falling off their bike. I can see skid marks on the road now and a young woman who looks to be in her twenties is sitting on the road slouched against the car with her head in her hands.
Oh no. My stomach knots. I am beginning to understand what has really happened.
There is a small crowd of people around a figure lying very still on the road. People have taken off their jackets and placed them over the figure. The woman against the car is shaking and crying. I can hear the sound of sirens now. I stay in my car not moving. There are more than enough people tending to the child on the road and a few who are trying to comfort the young woman who hit her. I pull my car as far against the shoulder of the road as I can get to make room for the ambulances, police cars and fire trucks that arrive then. I watch as the young woman walks over to where the attendants are working on the child. My heart sinks when she screams out and runs to the other side of the road crying. I know then that it is very serious.
A car suddenly rushes past and pulls up beside the scene. A woman, the mother I assume, rushes to where her child is lying on the road. Very quickly now the child is put into the ambulance, the mother climbs in too and the sirens start up as they speed away.
A fireman walks over to tell me it will be a little while yet before they can let us pass and go on our way. Pictures of the scene have to be taken from every angle. “Of course” I whisper. While I sit and wait and watch all I can think is how I will NEVER speed along this road again. If the line in the grocery store had been just a little faster I may have been 4 cars ahead. I could have been rushing home on this stretch of road when a young fifteen year old girl without a helmet rode her bike in front of me. I feel sick.
This happened last Sunday. Wednesday’s paper reported the young fifteen year old girl was still in critical condition in the Kelowna hospital. My prayers go out to her and her family and the woman who accidentally hit her. To you, reading this now, I hope you will also learn from this as I have and slow down. Just slow down.
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I Can Do It All, Achoo!
February 26th, 2010 · Health and fitness, Tossed Salad, Tracy's Posts
I am perfectly capable of taking care of the kids, house, dog, business, yard, etc etc etc and the list goes on! Blah blah blah! My days are crazy busy but I love it! I Can Do It All!
I don’t know how many women feel the same as I do but I am guessing there are plenty! I basically go from one thing to another trying really hard to balance every aspect of my life. I like my house in order and I am extremely organized. I will admit I have relaxed over the years because my life is full! The problem is, I continue to take on more which has made it a necessity to prioritize my daily activities, so it can be hard. As it is now, when we need milk, I grocery shop, when crap from the kitchen floor starts to stick to my feet, I mop, when we need clothes, I do a wash, when I smell, I shower, okay that’s a joke, personal hygiene is high on my list! Can anyone relate?
Here comes the bad news. When we take on everything because we have my attitude, I am capable so therefore I will, somethings gotta give. In my case it’s my body. When the balance goes out we need to make change. You have probably figured out by now that I love exercise, but with being so busy I’ve been cutting corners, doing the bare minimum. It eventually catches up with you, believe me I know. But at least I’m aware of it, so that’s the first step!
I tried Yoga to help with stretching, slow myself down a bit, but I couldn’t even lift my arms over my head I have such pain in both my shoulders.(calcific tendinitis) And if that’s not painful enough my IT band hurts 24/7. Basically I hurt from my hip to my knee on the outer side of my leg! (iliotibial band) I feel like I should be going to see a Geriatric doctor not a Massage therapist. Kels I know, basically I need you to live with me! And the icing on the cake (mmm wish I had cake) I had a sore throat and head cold which has put me even further behind my goal of being ripped by May! Uncle! I Give, whatever it is you say when you throw in the towel!
I am on the road to restoring balance in my body by finally taking the time out of my busy day to see a massage therapy. What a relief! It wasn’t quite like the massage you get as a gift, it was painful. You know your in pain when…you let a complete stranger dig her elbow into your oiled bare buttocks and thighs with the lights on! Hallelujah! All I can say is THANK GOD it was a woman!
Lesson learned, if we continue to be so busy that we ignore our bodies own cry out for help it has no choice but to put on the breaks and force us to stop doing so much! So maybe I can’t do it all, or shouldn’t do it all.
This quote makes me feel like all my aches and pains are worth it!
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!’”
— Hunter S. Thompson
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