New Begining for an Old Book~

Hi!

Well, where to start? I am still wandering...as I don't have a permanent place to live at the moment, but all the while, sad and yet, wonderful things are happening.

Several years ago, about 9 or ten to be more exact, I wrote three children's books. I then stuck them into a box and left them for a rainy day when I felt ready to publish them. Maybe when I became less afraid of success..

Recently, I went to a memorial of someone very special to me. Bob Enoch. Bob, died of cancer. He was like a father to me; when mine wasn't around. He took me under his wing and taught me how to enjoy life, music and people. His son is like a brother to me, even if we haven't kept in close touch over the years until recently.

While I was there, at the memorial, I had met up with another friend who recently had a tumor removed from his brain. I had known for sometime, but to be in his presence made the impact all the more real. I was emotionally taken aback. I had at that moment remembered a children's book I once wrote about cancer. I think I wrote it around the time my memere passed away from cancer, but it went into the infamous box of un-published stories. I realized that he was similar to the character in the book in the way that he was joy to everyone around him. At that moment I knew I had to dedicate the book to him (and to all the wonderful people in my life who are suffering or have passed on because of this horrible dis ease). The funny thing is I have since realized that my real dads wife is suffering from cancer as well, and yet she likes being a ray of shining light to everyone around her too! Strange isnt it, how termoil brings out the best in humans who have learned about love...

Two nights later there was a fundraiser for this friend of mine. I was part of it. Later that night I was restless and got up around 3 am to realize that I had to do more than just dedicate that book, I had to help raise money for him to get better treatment and to help pay for some of their (him and his wife) bills.

So that became my focus. Since then I have had a string of events come along and help me get to the stage I am at now of publishing my first book.

It will be published in Oct. I will be donating part of profit to to my friend on his journey to recovery as well as children with cancer; after looking online at pictures of children with cancer, I want this to happen even more than ever! What a horrific sight! I feel so much pain in my heart for those children and their families. I hope to be able to make a difference even in some small way.


I am so excited to be a part of something so much bigger than me!


Thank you for your support in buying the book when it is published in Oct.

*sigh* Sorry about being such a downer, but this is the beauty and the sadness of this reality

From Happiness to Hell!

I went camping with my sister and her two sons for Canada Day long weekend. We left Thursday evening and came home Sunday evening.

It was really wonderful. I haven't spent time alone with my sister since we were little children playing. It really was great to get to know her again. I see her in brief encounters at her place when she is getting ready to go out with her friends or have her friends over or making dinner or sunbathing or when I stop over for a quick minute to say hi or play with the kids for a bit.

Here we were, stuck with each other and being forced to pay attention and notice each other.

She is a really beautiful, caring, nurturing woman who loves her children and loves to take care of the people she loves and to serve and cook and camp and be-friend the neighbor campers and and and... It felt wonderful being on the reciprocating end of her love. (Having lived alone for the last 2 1/2 years now I quite enjoyed having someone think of me and make me breakfast). After the kids had decided that they were tired and needed to go to sleep, my sister and I would stay up by campfire light listening to the country music station, laughing and singing and talking for hours while having a couple of drinks. It was great! I really enjoyed having her undivided attention, giving her mine and learning more about her.

I have been moving and going through transition in my life so it was really great to release the city stress and have it absorbed by the big green oxygen giving trees. I loved walking with the three of them and the neighbors son to the river and swimming in the glacier fed river and roasting marshmallows and making homemade hamburgers; all the while listening to the river and the rustling tree leaves rather than white noise.

I was able to focus and read and learn how to fill my space with love so as to not be so affected by outside circumstances, but to let others just be and for myself to not be lost in the midst of other people. I still need to practice that one, but with time it will get easier. (I hope)

That being said... I am back in reality and somewhat homeless, so as a result I am stuck living with someone who can act a little crazy and controlling at times. This person tends to disturb me and argue with me over every little situation so that this person is busy and occupied. I need space but there doesn't seem to be a sense of boundaries or space. So welcome to a mini hell on earth is what I feel the sign above the door says. No patience or understanding here. It's my way or the highway and if you don't like my rules (control) then you can leave! I don't care where!

From happiness to hell!

My Lune Poems

I walk away slow
Silently
My head is hung low

I am here
I am in pure existance
I am here

I am as chipper
As a bird
Who has found a home

The river dances
Moving quick
Playing with the rocks

Camping in summer
Is more fun than home
Kids love it

Jumping swiftly down
Into the river below me
I land splashing

Soaring down freely
Like a red tailed hawk
Grabbing at its prey

Soaring down freely
Like a hawk
Grabbing prey swiftly

A turtle sits
Contemplating life
Then he swims

My nephew drums
He is a mini rockstar
With long hair

The sky gleaming blue
Is peaceful
Leaving one rested

Mamma is wonderful
She is caring and kind
Loving me unconditionaly

My bike is bright red
Shiny new
It carries me well