Does The Colour White Suit Me?

I am sitting in the library right this minute, staring at the screen.  I am wondering what to write, to fill this blank white space and it hits me, I dislike the colour white!

I guess some people like the colour, snow is white.  The innocent and innocence is representative as the colour white.  Bridal dresses are white!

What about the white dove in the peace signs?  Even Noah used a dove to see if land was around.  The snow outside is beautiful when it is fresh and new.  I enjoy seeing how the white colour gleams with little sparkles like gems.

I really don’t know too much about colours, but I do know that white is shown and used as the opposite of black.  Black is evil and white is good.  The Wizard Of Oz comes to mind, remember the good witch and bad one?  The good witch was dressed in all white and she sparkled.  Even her wand was white!

I do wonder how this colour became the colour of good?  I wonder who makes this up?  Who was the first person who said ‘White is the colour of being pure, innocent and good!’  I would like to know.

It seems to me that there are two types of people, one group loves the colour white and the other group dislikes it.  Some who dislikes the colour, might enjoy the colour black more.

I never liked the colour white, it is to blah for me and well ….black is so much more slimming….

The Cactus

Some people carry with them, an item that means something special.  It could be something small like a key chain.  It could be something that was given to you by a close friend, parent or relative.  It could also be a pet, I have seen people carry a puppy, a snake and other critters under their coats.

I have seen people carry their small dogs on the transit in those easy to carry bags.  The bags with the mesh screens. 

I used to carry something also.  It was alive and grew somewhat over time.  I carried it in my jacket and I always had a special spot for it in the place I called home.  It was given to me by a boyfriend that I loved.

It was a plant.  That is right.  It really was a cactus.  It stayed with me for years till that long ago day….when I noticed it had a disease.   Something was eating it.  I couldn’t save it.  It was a sad day for me when I had to toss it out.  Isn’t it true, that we do miss the stuff we get use too?  Even things we do not need?

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“I listen, and then react”

Della Lee’s approach to life and being a Real Estate Adviser.

Della has over 20 years experience, she is knowledgeable, dedicated and understanding.  For Della, her repeat clients and referrals show that she knows her job well.  To her referrals are the highest compliments she can receive.

Due to her experience, Della enjoys working with different people, these include:

• First time buyers
• Young families
• People downsizing
• Investors

Della has calledVancouverhome for the past 25 years and she lives here with her young family.  The result of living inVancouveris that she is in a unique position to find a neighbourhood that would truly fit your needs and lifestyle.  Della knows what to look for in a location, this could mean to you transit, shopping, spas or maybe fitness centres.  She knows that location is as important as the home, since it will become your community as well as the neighbourhood for you and your family.  Della knows its people inside the homes that matter.

So she doesn’t push, she doesn’t rush, she gives you the information and advise you need to make informed decisions.

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The People – The Public

Sometimes I can’t help myself, I get mad at the people in our gov’t.  The people we voted in to make sure life runs as smooth as possible.  My blood boils when I see how they use the system to better their own pockets and the pockets of their friends.

Take Community Living BC for starters.  The budget for this group is $710 million for the fiscal year, 2011-12.  That is an increase of $8.9 million.  Community Living BC has a list of 13,696 clients who depend on different levels of aide, provided by this group.  The average cost per client per year is around $32,000, this depends on the care needed.

So let me ask this, why are the group homes being shut down?  Why are some of the work programs being shut down?  Why are families  standing outside of the gov’t buildings trying to be heard?   

You hear about people getting fired from their high paying, ceo jobs,  you hear about cut backs for this and that.  It is giving me a bad headache!  Community Living BC has to get their act together to help the clients that need them.  Why could they support different groups before and not now? 

Are people lining their pockets?  I don’t get it!  I don’t get people who have lots that still need more, I don’t get the lying to the public nor the way gov’t acts towards us.  I don’t care for the hush hush of different gov’t groups and their budgets.  I can take only so much lying and I am full right now!  I expect most Canadians agree with me?

First, it is not their money, it is  ours – the people – the public.  We need to stand up, to fight for what is right.

We need to ask ourselves, where is the money going?  Who is in charge?  Lets get the programs that can help clients and families back in progress.

I was thinking that this ‘stand up and let’s be heard from the other 99% rallies’ will get people fuming about higher priced items and the tax on everything.  I also hope the rally will get the public to really think about budgets in the different departments of the gov’t.  All departments need to be accountable to us! The people – the public!  Do you realize that when people who were organizing the rallies for Vancouver, a 2 cents per litre was adding to gas for the skytrain.

I think that the only rally anyone in power would get scared over, is the rally that closes down the Lower Mainland.   No cars, no gas, no work, no anything.  Maybe someone will listen then? 

Our programs for people who need them in our community are needed for the whole community to grow, to learn, to understand others and to be human.

I really don’t think any of the ministers are human at all, to be human is to care, to care is to not stop groups that are truly needed and were here yesterday and then gone today.

We have the power, the people – the public – remember it is not the ministers money but ours.

The Cup 2011

What went wrong after the game?

Our team, the Vancouver Canucks played a so so game against Boston for the Stanley Cup.

Boston won and they deserved it.  Life goes on, see you next year!

What happened after the game, chilled me to the bone.  When did we need a riot to express our feelings as a city?  I know, It was just a few people who decided that they need to burn cars, garbage and even police cars.  They also broke a lot of store windows and such.

We showed the world that Vancouver and it’s people had class, when we hosted the Olympic Games.  Where did the class go last night?  Maybe we just didn’t care as much or in a different way for the Olympics?  Maybe we are more passionate for the game of hockey?

As a hockey lover I enjoyed the series between Boston and Vancouver very much.  I think both teams played their best most of the time.  I do hope next year will be different for all.   If Vancouver plays the same next year and we face the same games for the cup, I do hope that the ending will be better and we can stand tall with our chest out, not like yesterday.

A Circle of Huts

Not so long ago, I took a trip far away from home.  I wanted to meet family that I didn’t know, they live in a place that was odd to me like their animals and their way of life.

I packed my bags and headed for South Africa.  This is not about my family visit to Jo-Burg or Cape Town.   This is about a moment in time. 

It’s about the moment I was sitting in front of my hut in Kruger National Park, just before dinner time.

It was a beautiful day, full of sun, heat, animals and cruising.  The group I was with were settling in for the afternoon.  People were bathing, relaxing and drinking beer.  It was so pleasant.

I was sitting in front of my hut, (yes it was round, grass roof and a bug net was included!) and suddenly I noticed the music was all over.  It was the singing of the birds.

I see before me a tree that has a white/yellow truck.  It is bare till the top, where it spans out.  All around the trees were the same.  The talking from the branches were loud and musical.

I closed my eyes and listened.

The birds were all over,  trying to grab food from the many tourists.

The sounds were simply out of this world.  I never heard anything like it since.  It sounded like thousands of different kinds of birds fighting and talking between themselves, and I felt small and lucky to be able to stand there on that day.

The colors were brilliant greens, reds and vibrant purples, I was in awe.  I never saw birds like that before.  The colors were glossy, bright and the whole moment was surreal to me.  Blacks were deep black,  there were no birds that were plain only birds with the colors of the rainbow on their wings.

But, something happened on that day for me.  I felt like I got closer to my origins, my pre-historic roots.  I kept on picturing tribes sitting right where I sat, thousands of years before me.  In my mindseye I saw them looking at the birds, hearing them like I did.  Thousands of birds and the rest quiet, not like today when the noise of everyday life came into my space.

I pictured right then the San, one of the oldest tribes in South Africa sitting beside me.  Listening like I did on that day.  I wonder if they felt small against the animals and the trees?

That day, that trip, that park and those animals were full of yesterday’s spirits, for me.

I think it was the closest I ever got to my other passion, ancient history and pre-historic man.

There is a part of my soul that goes there sometimes.  It settles with the animals, the trees and the quietness of the park and it is the most peaceful place I know.

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