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“Please, I Need Some Help With This”

I am trying something completely new.

I get ideas for blogging all the time, but if I’m not actually in front of; a piece of paper, an open/ready WordPress app – the idea/ideas are as good as gone.

Okay – so today as I was puttering in the kitchen, I was inspired to listen to Fleetwood Mac’s – Rumours album (1977… I know!).

Anyway, my brain was yet again actively engaged in, my never ending obsession over ‘community’.

I mean – what is this?

I even draw conceptual pictures about it.

[photo of b+w sketch here]

[photo of colour sketch here]

All the time I was in the kitchen, listening to my music, I was going back and forth to my pad of paper and wrote down my ‘random’ community thoughts. Ugh!

[photo of my scribbly notes on community here].

Anyway here’s my idea. I am going to dictate my notes into my blog here, hoping you can help me decipher my meandering thoughts.

Here goes:

Our children are sacred.

They are very important to our ongoing civilization and evolution as a species.

We nurture them.

We are their role models.

As part of our community, they will grow up into caring nurturing adults.

We can heal our past wounds by focusing on the pain we don’t want.

Each of us has a role in our community to look after ‘our ‘children. Providing for their needs.

Where one cannot do… Another will pick up.

[something needs to go here???]

We will all understand the same desire… And we will work towards that desire (values?).

[hand sketch of stages of life: Baby. Toddler. Child. Teen (another word for ‘teen’?). Young adult. Adult. Elder. With the stages is a drawing of a ‘wavy line’ (horizontal) representing the ‘ups + downs’ of life/stages of life. Each wavy line has a horizontal ‘straight line’ going thru the ‘middle’. This ‘straight’ line represents ‘balance/harmony’]

Community is: collective, collaborative, living, experimental.

Community = The whole.

Community = Life. Balance. A safe place to experiment. To take risks.

Community will always strive for balance and harmony. Under those values… the community will know when things are out of balance.

[analogy for community in a drawing. As follows:

stars (stars in the sky = highs in life)

boat (boat = community = balance/harmony)

anchor (anchor below the water = lows in life)]

Something about a ‘barometer’ came to mind here.

I have a whole other page of notes on ‘time’ and how we work with it – but will leave it for another post.

Ack!

This Is Me In Grade 9

In honour of the awkwardness of Grade Niners.

“Grade 9”

songwriters: Steven Page, Ed Robertson, Andy Creeggan, Jim Creeggan, Tyler Stewart

I found my locker and I found my classes
Lost my lunch and I broke my glasses
That guy is huge! that girl is wailin’!
First day of school and I’m already failing

This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine
This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine

I’ve got a blue-and-red Adidas bag and a humongous binder
I’m trying my best not to look like a minor niner
I went out for the football team to prove that I’m a man
I guess I shouldn’t tell them that I like Duran-Duran

This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine
This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine

Well half my friends are crazy and the others are depressed
And none of them can help me study for my math test
Got into the classroom and my knowledge was gone
Guess I should’ve studied instead of watching wrath of khan

This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine
This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine

They called me chicken legs, they called me four-eyes
They called me fatso, they called me buckwheat
They called me Eddie

This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine
This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine

I’ve got a red leather tie and a pair of rugger pants
I put them on and I went to the high school dance
Dad said I have to be home by eleven
Aw man I’m gonna miss stairway to heaven

This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine
This is me in grade nine, baby, this is me in grade nine

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