Foggy Coffee at Noon

I was reading a ton of Broken Pencil magazines a month ago while I was finishing up my zine "Sista Yo Bro." There is this subgenre of zines entitled perzines in that they mostly contain the author's personal reflections. I realized that this is a seasonally themed perblog. I'm pretty autobiographically and definately try to hold back on all the details by sticking to a general theme of celebrations and holidays. An old friend of mine had suggested I blog in 2001 when I was doing an intensive study of French Feminism during my Philosophy degree. I wish I had at times but really didn't get it then. Probably still don't totally get it. I only used the internet for hotmail and "anti-globalization" activism at that time and really had no idea how to surf. I actually still find internet surfing for the most part aggravating since I often can't find the right in. That's why I have this site to bookmark cool little ramblings I find. I will just conclude with a wednesday Shout Out! I've been staying home and reading a lot since I have an awfully draining head cold. Probably dangerous to publish under these conditions but I feel like this is such an excellent unique opportunity when I've been able to just slow down and read on and off five different books intensively and sip tea and coffee in a cozy sweater without having to push myself to get too much done. Sometimes when I'm reading I often feel like I should get up and do more but today I know reading is just right for me. The pictures featured are me cherished my coffee and this extremely brain fogged fluish day & some in reverse colour appreciation of my zine.

august kicks off

I thought it would be important to throw my stone in the stream before August concludes.

This series is another bit of phone loveliness. My son grooving in the waterfowl park this spring. One of these images was a link in this blog to Sappyfest which engulfed downtown Sackville on the first weekend in August. Its always so hectic, full of beauty and irony. I really enjoyed some of the fantastic live music shows, serving up breakfast with old friends, and welcoming visitors into the festival.

August is so busy since everyone tries to get that last little bit of summer adventure in before the heat disperses. I'm not worried, I know the fall and winter bring many an adventurous trip.

I love this last pic, a pause in the midst of rhythm and dance.
I'm heading out into the wilderness shortly for a 24 hour

journey for a very special celebration. oh yay...

I just got this short little diddy musicworm in my head:

A wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard one day
My father got his gun, shot it up they ran away ok
A wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard
And as my own dog ran away with them I didnt say much of anything at all ....
A wild pack of family dogs came runnin through the yard
As my little sister played the dogs took her away
And I guess she was eaten up ok yeah
""
My mothers cryin' blood dust now
My daddy quit his job today
I guess he was fired but thats ok
And I'm sitting outside by my mud lake
Waiting for the pack to take me away
Right after I die, the dogs start running up towards the glowing sky
They will receive their rewards........ Modest Mouse-The Moon and Antarctica

This album stuck in my discman for several years and this is one of the few songs out of all songs ever that I would put on repeat. I'm not really into listening to the same song over and over in a row but this one feels like a round that needs to be repeated until you're through with it. Look up the tune if you like its the melody and bass line that really get me.

Favorite Film Triptych

I enjoy watching movies, however I often don't make time to enjoy one of the most varied art forms of our age. In the past little while I have watched three films that I really enjoyed and wanted to pass on my reviews and recommendations. Warning. If you don't like slow movies that require a certain amount of patience don't watch my picks. I really do have a love affair with movies that seem to slow the pace of life, allowing all the beautiful refractions of light and detail to the surface.

Here is the triptypch of films that I've recently really enjoyed:

L'heure d'été , Fierce Light , Emotional Arithmetic

These three tie together perfectly in my mind. Each deals with the origins and preservation of memories and important creations of families within communities. Each also deals with mourning in its own unique way. I watched each of these with the baby napping on me in some quiet time. The movies really helped me escape into another landscape and the emotional dramas of each of them kept me glued to my TV screen.

old leaves contributing to new forest growth

I find myself fascinated with moss and rotting earth.

All the snow has melted leaving the earth littered with random hats, mittens, trash and so on. Its fun to try and gues

s when some of these crumbled up items were left behind. My son and I discussed this for awhile on a rainy walk and agreed we are really looking forward to clean sweep day in town when lots of families go around cleaning up as much of the town as possible. The old rotted leaves in the woods on our most recent hike really show the intense

regrowth and decomposition going on around us. It seems this time of year a lot of random emotional junk can surface and hopefully new insights and directions will be gained.

Christian Roots

My Easter Altar, baskets for searching and a few delicious chocolates hidden away for Sunday or Monday:

My altar has some craft pom poms that we will use during this extended break from school. A little lamb from a craft at Imbolc, also a lot of lamb imagery used in Christian teachings. A gardening book to get me thinking about what small plant projects I can take on this year, my thumb is far from green. My lovely mother angel. The box with a medieval cross on it was previously full of cards that I have almost finished giving out in the past 5 or so years. Now its home to a lovely art game, a great reminder to play many games this weekend.

I really enjoyed Palm Sunday at church with my sons & mother. For my spiritual path I have found it essential to attend a Christian church. I want my children to understand and appreciate our heritage and make their own decisions. All sides of our family tree has very strong Christian roots, thus it is important for us to examine and celebrate Christianity together. Hosanna! How beautiful it was to see all the kids dancing around the church pews with palm leaves, smiling and everyone singing together.

I am still getting a few pages of Mary Daly in every few days, the baby has had a bad cold & teething fever. It feels very right to be reading this radical feminist theologian as my Lenten project.

I wish everyone a lovely Break as families gather together and spend time breathing in the new fresh season of renewal. Just finishing up another batch of Spring is here, Bunnies and good cheer Greek Butter cookies.

Love Heidi