Strange Times, & a House

Inspired by my friend here in this blogosphere ‘Star On The Forehead’, who is curious about the house I live in! A place, where I’ve been ‘isolating’ myself from the world. I’ve finally gotten myself, to write a post…

I thank her in advance.

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– Star On The Forehead: ‘I always wanted to ask if that house in the picture was yours. Now I know 🙂

I am curious on the the history of it, perhaps you have written about it and I had missed it.

I love the look of it and keep imagining what is like inside, tall ceiling? exposed beams?’

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Prior to all this craziness, I used to joke to those who knew me: I can write (anyone) a manual, on ‘how to survive in complete solitude’.

However, now, I realize, if I am equipped to deal with this social distancing, others may not be!

Here’s my story:

6 years ago, my life drastically changed.

From running and managing a bustling café, where I was known to work 12 hour shifts… straight to the end! And where, I’d forget to eat, or even have a drink of water sometimes! Yes we were that busy! Lineups all the way to the door! We were go go go!

I worked my body to the grounds! And ended up in the hospital, severely dehydrated and just not well! And it was, scary.

I thought I was invincible! I guess I wasn’t?! The answer of course, none of us are! No matter how strong we may feel.

Add to this, my spouse at the time, grew tired of my long working hours! Then, one evening, the words were ‘Me! Or your business?! You choose! I’m done! I did not get married to spend my weekends alone in an empty house’.

So, I gave up.

I was so, tired. Of everything! My body was crumbling. The fights after I got home, were intensifying! So I finally decided.. ‘I give up’.

We moved to the forest right after. And I, had to say goodbye to the best job I’d ever had!

I loved my work. I loved my customers! And they have stuck with me even after I closed our doors, and moved to this secluded forest in the country 40 minutes away.

However, the solutitude? After all those years of constant interactions with the public, making amazing friends along the way, being a happy place to so many who used to drop by to interact with our amazing staff! Was hard on me.

I spent my first year in this quiet forest, wondering..‘what have I done?!!’

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Now, the story of how I found this house, that I live into now!

We were with our realtor at the time, entering this very strange…pyramid house.

Our realtor, apologetically, had declared ‘..The owner, wants to be in the house, to explain its features’.

We didn’t mind. Although, we did realize, some wouldn’t have been as thrilled with the idea!

Let’s say, it was a good sunny day, and my spouse and I, were…feeling accommodating!..I guess.

Ian, a tall older architect, and the original owner of the house, pensively yet while obviously (feeling very proud)..showed us around.

After a few minutes, I recognized the architectural design and style of the unique house! It resembled a public library in the city.

So, I addressed him as I was still looking around ‘I feel like I recognize this design! It reminds of *** Public Library!’

Ian, stopped, and for the first time since we entered, Ian cracked a wide smile..paused..then proudly responded ‘I designed that library’!

Imagine our shock!

And that was it. Ian decided, we should get the house. He didn’t care for other buyers.

Apparently, it turned out, he was growing tired of potential buyers, not appreciating the architectural uniqueness of the house.

And the rest is history.

So yah, it’s been over 5 years going on 6. And now?! I know, I know…what works! And I also know what doesn’t! In this 4 story ‘weird’ pyramid house, surrounded by forest.

Stay safe, and remember I’m here if anyone needs a (human), to say: Hey, you are not alone, period. I got you. In these strange times.

Be well everyone.

Mrs. Carr

My neighbour, years ago, in Windsor Park/Calgary, was a small lady in her late 70s.

Mrs. Carr.

Mrs. Carr, was always cheerful! Always working in her garden.

A garden not bigger than 15’x20’! However, Mrs. Carr, had it meticulously divided, and admiringly planted, with: zucchini, potato, carrots, peas, beets, turnip and rhubarb!

Neighbours’ kids used to raid her garden at night, and she.. knew!

How did she know?! Evidence from a previous night’s misconduct, was all usually scattered along her neighbours’ lawns in the morning. Discarded of carrot tops, dilapidated rhubarb get the picture.

Mrs. Carr, did not complain to the parents. And when she used to come for a visit, knocking on my door, on those early summer evenings, proudly carrying a ginormous potato 🥔 between her hands! I’d ask her about it! And she used to simply shrug it off and say ‘that’s what the garden is there for 😊’.

As for I, and in exchange for Mrs. Carr’s generous gifts from the garden, I remember, the one evening, when she spotted a few mason jars that I had repurposed, on a shelf in my kitchen. I had added autumn leaves to some, and Mrs. Carr, thought that was the most artful thing she’d ever seen! However, knowing her, I believe, she appreciated the practicality, more than esthetics! So I gifted her some.

This repurposed mason jar I kept, and which I regularly use to this day, is a sweet reminder, of Mrs. Carr’s generosity! But not only just her generosity! It’s a reminder, of the sweet simplicity of life, which we all need to perhaps, become coincided with…these days.

Mrs. Carr, worked hard in her little garden. All while_to my own personal astonishment when I first met her_ her hair, was all curled up with pink hair rollers! I will never forget that picture!

She was, simple, generous, petite, incredibly hard working, always smiling and she also…smoked like a chimney!

I am glad I am reminded of her today. And I hope, learning of her, brings a little uplifting vibe, to your day too! 🍂


What do I LOVE to do when I’m not roasting coffee?! Spending hours training dogs!

And when an 85 lb spunky German Shepard pup, starts listening to my cues, becoming connected to my energy and her and I become one?! I feel on top of the world.

It took a lot of work to train this pup! We started with her behaving so unruly I nearly quit! She pulled and trust me, she’s very, very strong!

Then, realizing, if I was her, I’d be pulling too! I’d want to sniff and pull to meet this dog on the path and and..!

So I put myself in her shoes (paws in this case), and I imagined, what would ‘I’ want, if I was her?!

And now? I wish you could see her:

She ignores triggers. And all I do? Is address her calmly. While walking. No shift in ‘my’ energy. No change or tensing up on my part, when we encounter triggers. Just, a consistent quiet voice. As we continue walking. Consistency is key. ‘Trusting’ is another key. She finally?! Gets it! I cannot believe it!

Dogs are my love. Coffee first, then dogs.

Have an amazing weekend! Cheers

It’s A Tea Day

I watched, ‘ Phantom Thread’ last night!

In the movie, a genius dressmaker, drinks Lapsang Souchang! And as I was watching, I remembered, how much, I used to love that tea. It is smokey! But I never seemed to mind! In fact, as I just mentioned…I used to love it!

After coffee this am, I knew…it was tea time.

I made myself, a pot of Lapsang Souchang, then couldn’t help..but think..of the startling and disturbing contrast..between the peace, this tea brings..and the sadness engulfing all China these days!

My spouse last night, was critical of the movie I mentioned above! He did not like it! I on the other hand was..interesting at so many levels..especially..the textiles..and custom design! The acting was marvellous too! And…the tea.

Wishing everyone peace, and a cup of their favourite tea.