I have had quite a summer, spending more time having fun than work. I guess you can say I have always been a workaholic but mainly because I have enjoyed what I did. I have a need for knowledge which stimulates my grey cells, but I also like new challenges. I am again at a pivotal point in my life as I determine my pathway forward. I have been living in a staged house now for more than three months trying to sell my house, which a few years ago would have been sold for lots in a short time. Yes, people blame Trump, but is it all Trump? Apparently 700,000 Canadian children rely on food banks monthly. Over 15,000 people in Toronto are homeless, half being refugees who came to this country for a better life. There is a shift of the middle class declining and the rich becoming ever more powerful has they gain more wealth. Rather than using that wealth for good, too many of that small percentage, crave more money and power. I was going to write about our First Nation today, but I decided to just think and be general. Idealy, I would like to sell my house and move to Niagara Falls and perhaps retire and focus more on my writing which I have almost ignored, but not quite. I recently met someone at a memorial service whom I recognized but couldn't place the person. This person buys my books at Word On The Street and wanted to know if I had written another. Yes, "Ominous" and provided the dates in September where I will return to Word On The Street, regardless if I am in Toronto or Niagara. I miss having pets and have never had a dog and I will like to adopt an elderly dog in the future. Normally all my pets have come from the streets and I didn't even want. The last three lived forever except for one. She had lived in the streets too long and my adopting her gave her a year of love. She had such a sweet nature and brought Holy Terror home to me. Mr Attitude, well he was my guard cat/dog. Unfortunately I had to put him down and though I could deal with his physical problems, he had devolped Alzheimers and could not stop crying for a few days before I had to make a painful decision. It is always a heart wrenching decision to have to put one of my pets to sleep, but I always gave them the best life I could and that is why I never moved. I was waiting. Holy Terror was 19 years old and Mr Attitude about 21 years old. They had long happy lives right here in Toronto. So now, I am serious, I want to travel again before thinking of adopting. So, my thoughts of the week have been with global and city news as well as how much I am enjoying my leisure time and if I should make that permanent in the future. I have made no decision yet, beyond knowing I want to live in Niagara Falls. I have also been thinking of my social circle and acknowledging that I have always chosen who I want to have fun with, but also crave groups because I have always belonged to a large group of people which has taught me that though we are the same, we have differences and tolerance is important. So, as I was looking up at my trees this morning and the wildlife within them, while drinking my coffee and focusing on spirituality, I realized I will miss this when I move but in exchange I will have one of the wonders of the world nearby where I can drink my coffee and just enjoy. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. I will be taking a long one once again. Good bye world for this week. Have you given thought of where you are at and what you will want for yourselves moving forward? Where do you find peace to look into your soul? Who do you like to hang out with? Do they make you happy? No, perhaps it is time for change. What do you think?
