Where is the love?

How in 2017 can we possibly still live in a world where we have rallies of white supremacists?  How?  I can not fathom why this type of thinking even still exists in this day and age.  Extremist groups of any form are scary and it doesn't matter what the collective "ideal" is that joins them together.  

As someone who lives a pretty mundane existence, grew up on a ranch in Southern Alberta when the school I went to from K-9 was 99% mormon and 100% white with the exception of a couple first nations foster kids throughout the 10 years I went to school there.  I went to high school in a town with the Blood Indian Reserve right next door, some who attended our school and very little else in terms of racial diversity.  From there I have lived in primarily caucasian and primarily Christian locations, not because we chose that, but because it is the nature of rural Alberta.  Despite my upbringing surrounded by people of my own "colour", I have no ill will towards any other race or ethnic group.  (I won't get started on how I feel about religion - that's a blog for another day).

If a caucasian, small town Alberta girl can have an open mind and heart to live and let live, why can't everyone?  Many days, I wish that people presented to each other as souls and not as human flesh.  Would we be so quick to judge then?  If all we saw was another's deepest desires, their longing to be loved and accepted, their ambitions, dreams and fears, would we still have hate in our hearts?  To me, it is no different if you are LGTBQ or any other variation.  The only place that I draw the line is at those that harm others with criminal intent.  Once you have crossed that line, I can no longer support your "right" to certain freedoms.  You chose to forfeit those when you committed criminal acts.

At the end of the day, what difference does it make to anyone if my skin is purple, brown, green, white or orange?  Does it change who I am on the inside?  If I prefer to sleep with women instead of men, does that make me someone less worthy of love, kindness and compassion?  Who would I be harming in those situations?  No one.  So, why do people judge?  Why do they assume they have the right to judge?  Why do people feel they have a right to be superior over any other human?

In my work as a lightworker or energy healer, I firmly believe that we are all made of energy.  When you break every person, plant and animal down to the barest of bones, we are molecules and atoms banging around together making us a certain form.  If every single person on earth is made up of energy, are we not all one and the same?  And if that line of thinking were true, then how can any one person be "better" energy than another?  

When it comes down to it, we have choices to make.  We can choose to be part of the problem, or we can choose to rise above, choose to educate ourselves, act in kindness and love.  Even more importantly, we can lead by example, we can teach our children and our loved ones to treat others with kindness and love.  Wars could not be created if everyone acted out of love and compassion and worried less about money, power and greed.  Can you imagine the vibration of the world's energy if every person acted in kindness instead of hate?  How amazing would it be to see each person you pass on the street smiling and greeting others?  How terrific to see people helping those less fortunate in whatever way possible?  

Do people really willingly choose hatred and fear?  Why?  Because they don't know better?  That is no excuse in this day and age.  Those of us who do not choose it need to retaliate against the hate, the fear, the rage.  However, we must be strategic in our retaliation.  Destroying symbols of the extremist groups is simply sinking to their level.  We must retaliate with love.  Kindness. Compassion.  Set an example for others, educate some, stand up for those less fortunate, the down-trodden, those who cannot stand up for themselves.  Small acts of kindness in our every day lives go a long way.  We need to do them not because we will be recognized for it, not because others are watching, but because it is the right thing to do.  We need to look into the eyes of the souls of the people we come across and not look at their clothes, colour, religion, sexual orientation.  

Will you join me in standing up and spreading love?  One person really can make a difference.  Can we show the world where the love is?  Of course we can, but will we?

Common Sense - Where are you?

What in the world has happened to our human race?  Why is common sense a thing of the past? I can think of so many examples of common sense being thrown out the window.  In particular, what has me fired up right now, if you'll pardon the pun, is the idiots in fire ban areas having campfires (non-propane) and throwing their cigarette butts out the window.  

You would need to be literally living under a rock in BC to not know that the province is on fire.  Even my father-in-law who lives off the grid with no power lines or cell phones knows.  If you have walked outside anywhere in the province south of Prince George in the past week alone, you would have seen smoke 4 out of 7 days or more in most areas.  You would have smelled it.  God knows as obsessive as people are about social media these days that you would have read about it, heard it in a coffee shop, seen it on the news, heard it on a radio.  There is no way that you can convince me that someone has not heard about this.

Just this morning I read an article about a fatality occurring in BC due to a cigarette butt being thrown out a window.  Someone stopped, picked it up, followed them and threw the cigarette butt at the woman who had tossed it.  A fight followed and one person ended up dead from hitting their head on the counter in Starbucks after being punched.  Now I am not saying this is the right way to handle this situation, but I can understand the frustration behind the punch.

There have been a number of people fined for having campfires in fire ban areas.  Someone was celebrating his return home to his evacuated community by getting drunk and setting off fireworks.  What in the hell is wrong with people?  Have we become such a selfish and entitled first world culture, that we don't even comprehend anything outside of our own perceived reality?  How could anyone possibly think that having a fire right now is a good idea?  I won't even use our barbecue.  Not only do I not want my place going up in flames in the tinder dry conditions, but I can't imagine how I would feel if I was the cause of my neighbours losing their livestock, their homes, their livelihoods. 

People are up in arms because they aren't "allowed" to ride their ATVs in the crown land. I love quadding and it is a ton of fun; it is a great way to spend a weekend.  It is not worth sparking a fire and lighting a thousand hectares on fire though.  Not for a couple hours of fun for me.  

These kinds of selfish acts make me mad.  Who never taught these people to think about someone other than themselves?  Where I grew up, we were outcasts in the community due to our not being a part of the predominant religion and yet my parents and grandparents still taught us the importance of family, friends, looking out for others less fortunate, contributing to the greater good where possible, building a better community one quilt or one dinner or one small gesture at a time.   Where is this message lacking these days?

I wish I had the answer, unfortunately, I truly don't know where that gap is.  The fact is, we have surrounded ourselves throughout our lives with like-minded people.  We have volunteered in many ways to help build stronger communities, assisted neighbours, cooked meals for busy friends and been on the receiving end as well.  How can people grow up with no common sense?  No sense of something bigger than themselves?  So incredibly entitled?  

If you have thoughts on it, I would love to hear them.  My sentiment is that we have gotten too far away from the Darwinian principles.  We have bubble wrapped the people who should have perished from their own stupidity long ago, and instead they are a danger to the rest of the world.  If you don't know that the coffee you are ordering from Tim's is hot, you shouldn't be out on your own, you certainly shouldn't need a cup warning you about it.  If you cannot comprehend that the bears on the side of the road in the national park and backcountry are WILD animals and not a backdrop for an up-close selfie, you probably deserve to get eaten by the bear.  If you break into someone's house and you get shot - that is karma, that is a natural reaction of self defense - that is not someone infringing on your rights as a human being.

Every day, our news and social media feeds are full of things that some idiot has done because they are selfish and feel entitled to something which in turn has endangered them (oh darn) or endangered others, the environment or more.  Instead of an $1150 fine for having a fire in a fire ban area, I think that they should have to put in 115 hours on the front lines with the firefighters.  But no, that would be "too harsh".  

Unfortunately, most of the entitle folks I have met, are not willing to be educated out of their selfish ways.  So, now I am asking, what can we do to have a more other-ish culture going forward.  The kind that takes care of our elderly, that ensures our veterans of all ages and from all combats have food and clothing, that would never consider having a fire in the midst of the worst wildfire season in over 60 years?  How can we bring our children up to be other-ish, to think about the greater good, the environment, the neighbours, the animals?  

I don't know if we have succeeded, but I know we have damn sure tried with our kids and we have tried to instill it in other ways through our own volunteerism and leading by example.  I am in no way perfect and I have been known to be selfish on occasion, but I am always aware that my actions have a reaction and it is important that the reaction will not hurt other people, animals or the environment.  

Who Says I Should?

I always meant for this blog to be a trip through the random thoughts in my brain, not just horse and rodeo related thoughts.  My last blog had 130 views which is insane.  Prior to that my most viewed blog was 46.  So, WOW!  The power of a few shares on social media!

This morning as I was doing my "morning pages" part of a project I am doing called the Artist's Way created by Julia Cameron, I had a couple thoughts come to me.  I was reminiscing on yesterday and how much unpacking I had done, tidying, sorting and trying to make our new house a home.  As I was doing that, I also thought about my indulgent binge watch of ShadowHunters on Neflix starting at about 8:30.  What came next is what has me drawn to blog about it.

As I was thinking about the 5 episodes I watched until 12:30 or so in the morning, I started to feel guilty that I hadn't gone out and rode my horse instead or that I didn't finish unpacking the boxes in the kitchen.  All these "shoulds" were going through my brain.  "Instead of wasting time watching TV, you should have been going out for a ride, you should have been painting the last bit of bathroom that needs a second coat, you should have been unpacking the last two boxes in the kitchen, you should have, you should have, you should have."

To that, I say - WHO SAYS I SHOULD?  Why do I have this inner voice that guilts me at every single turn?  Why have we created such an existence where a little downtime is something to feel guilty for.  I left my job at the Credit Union one month ago due to our relocation and ever since then, despite fitting in ridiculous amounts of things in a month, all I could think is that I should have done more.  How much can one person do?  I am not superwoman.  I know that.  So, why do I hold myself to such unrealistic standards?

So, what I am really pondering is where the voice in my head is coming from?  Is it my mom and dad in some buried memory?  I don't think so as my mom was a farm wife who baked, cooked, cleaned, ranched, helped with calving, drove us to 4-H and sports and still had time to watch Another World and General Hospital in the afternoons most days.  Dad worked a day job (after his years as a long haul trucker) and he ranched in the evenings, but he almost always sat in his recliner after dinner for a drink and a smoke and a relax.  My grandmother was one of the hardest working women I knew and she still took time to play in her flower beds, read a book on a lawn chair in the sun.  

Is it my husband?  Is he behind the "shoulds"?  No, I really don't think so.  He is an incredibly hard working guy and he doesn't make a lot of time for downtime as he likes to keep busy, but I don't recall him ever telling me that I should be doing something other than what I was doing.  Sometimes I feel lumped in with the kids during his "lazy ass" rants at them when he's frustrated at them; I honestly don't think he means me when he does them though.  

So, why?  Why do I feel this overwhelming sense that if I sit still too long, I am a useless bum?  Why does sitting on the ground playing with the dogs feel like something I should hide from people?  Sitting in my backyard enjoying a beer or wine makes me feel guilty.  

It has to stop.  I am guessing somewhere buried in my psyche, I felt unappreciated or unlovable or something that has me in a guilty flurry mentally every time I stop doing.  A big part of our relocation was for us to slow down the almighty chase for the dollar, the constant 24/7 nature of the oilfield, the 2 full time jobs, 2 kids in multiple activities that we could never attend, 20+ horses and dogs that forgot what we looked like.  Not having a job has me rattled as other than mat leaves, I have worked for the past 24 years.  Not having a job off the ranch doesn't make me an unemployed bum, though.  It is not a reason to feel inadequate.

It's time to grab this bull by the horns and castrate the sucker.  I refuse to live my days feeling guilty every time I sit down.  I am going to work on shutting that voice in my head up, or at the very least spinning it to a positive vibe. How enjoyable can life be if we never sit still and enjoy the moment?  I want to be able to have a FaceTime conversation with my friend or sister and not think about what I "should" be doing.  I want to go for a ride on my horse and not worry about the fact that I didn't sweep the floors before I left.  I want to putz around in my garden and flowers and not feel like I should get a job and do something "worthwhile" with my time.  So, that's what I am going to do.  It will take time to break some of these habits and self-talk that is disturbing my peace, but I am determined to let this new adventure actually sink in, enjoy conversations with friends back home, enjoy spending time with my daughter just hanging out in the pool or backyard, enjoy throwing a frisbee or ball for an hour with a crazy dog, watch the horses eat grass, on occasion binge watch some silly show on Netflix. 

Life is too damn short to get so tied up in the shoulds that we don't enjoy the NOW.  What we SHOULD be doing is smelling the roses, spending time with our loved ones as we never know what tomorrow could bring, walking the dog, enjoying the beautiful bounty of mother earth, the smell of horse sweat on a nice long ride.  So, that's what I am going to do!  My challenge is for you to do it too, especially if you are a "should-er" like me.