Happy New Year 2017!!!!! Here are some quotes to start the new year off right. I look forward this year to exciting challenges to learn from, experiences to be present in, and new people I will have to pleasure to know and meet both out and about and in the blogging/writing world online.
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Maizie stared at the neighbouring property to her parents cabin. For as long as she could remember, the property had been deserted.
Growing up, Maizie and her two brothers would create possible stories about what happened to the people who lived in the ruins of the old cabin.
“It was a shark, one as big as Jaws,” her younger brother Rupert said.
“It had to be bigger than a shark and fiercer,” said her eldest brother Richard.
The possible stories continue until they were all three, young teenagers.
“I dare you to go out to the haunted cabin,” Richard told Maizie.
“Come on,”Rupert teased her.
Maizie thought she would show, both her brothers, she wasn’t afraid. “Fine I’ll go, but you two have to come with me. Bring the flashlights.”
All three siblings crept out to the abandoned property at night. When they reached the cabin, a moaning wail made them all jump.
“What was that?” Rupert asked.
Maizie could feel her palms sweat in fear as the wailing continued.
At that moment, the banshee chose to sneak up behind them — a possibility which hadn’t occurred to Maizie and her brothers.
The banshee appeared to float, and a large black cloak covered her knotted grey hair. Her eyes were black coals piercing their souls and her skin felt like crepe paper as the banshee touched all their faces.
Richard said fearfully, “Banshees only come when a family member is about to die, what’s she doing here?”
The Banshee’s wails increased at Richard’s suggestion and she sucked the life out of all three siblings. Their young life forces were exactly what she required.
Her haggish appearance lifted and a beautiful woman walked out of the ruins of the abandoned cabin, smiling at her now youthful appearance.
2.a. a mass of fluid (as a liquid) with a whirling or circular motion that tends to form a cavity or a vacuum in the center of the circle and to draw toward this cavity or vacuum bodies subject to its action;
b.a region within a body of fluid in which the fluid elements have an angular velocity
plural vortices also vortexes
To Whom It May Concern:
Have you ever looked at life and wondered if it was just some giant vortex waiting to pull us down into its whirling center and suck us dry? Doesn’t it seem to you that at some points in life we have no choice but to be pulled down into the whirlpool and face whatever meets us there.
What I’m trying to say is this: at times we go about life happily and unaware of the bad stuff that is about to effect us. We don’t even stop to think that there is something out there waiting to pull us down from our content reality. We think that we’re not in any danger, we believe that our life is just going to go along in the fantastic or at least normal way that is has gone then, wam! We are in this giant vortex and no matter what we do we can’t seem to wriggle our way our way out of our problems or a situation we could potentially find growth in.
A Canadian poet, Margaret Avison, once described a vortex as whirlpool. That the whirlpool was a defining moment in our life and different people faced this defining moment in 3 different ways. Here is the poem so you might read it; it’s one of my favorites from high school. It’s called The Swimmer’s Moment.
THE SWIMMER’S MOMENT
Margaret Avison From: Winter Sun. Toronto: University of Toronto Press, 1962. pp.36
The swimmer’s moment at the whirlpool comes,
But many at that moment will not say
“This is the whirlpool, then.”
By their refusal they are saved
From the black pit, and also from contesting
The deadly rapids, and emerging in
The mysterious, and more ample, further waters.
And so their bland-blank faces turn and turn
Pale and forever on the rim of suction
They will not recognize.
Of those who dare the knowledge
Many are whirled into the ominous centre
That, gaping vertical, seals up
For them an eternal boon of privacy,
So that we turn away from their defeat
With a despair, not for their deaths, but for
Ourselves, who cannot penetrate their secret
Nor even guess at the anonymous breadth
Where one or two have won:
(The silver reaches of the estuary).
I think that I love this poem because it demonstrates how we — the swimmer — face the difficult or defining moments in our life. Some people see that moment (the whirlpool) and do not realize it is a defining moment in their life. They are saved from “the black pit and also from contesting” because they never try to see the grand and great wonders that could be on the other side of the vortex (the whirlpool). They never get to see ” [t]he mysterious, and ample, further waters.” In fact, Avison writes that those who do not dare the whirlpool miss their purpose, a greater knowledge because they are too afraid to swim into the vortexes in their life.
Those who never risk also do not recognize the “eternal boon of privacy” of those “whirled (in the vortex’s) ominous center” and who are defeated by the whirlpool. Not all of us make it past the defining moments in our lives. Some of us are destroyed by them but I think Avison believes it is still worth it to take risks and enter the whirlpool. Even those who are gone, who we ” . . . despair, not for the deaths, but for / [o]urselves who cannot penetrate their secret,” even in risking themselves those who are defeated by the whirlpool have gained a knowledge that those of us who have never swam into the whirlpool cannot guess at.
Nor can those who have not “penetrated” the whirlpool, swam into the vortex, understand “[w]here one or two have won /( [t]he silver reaches of the estuary). ” Some people set out to meet their defining moment at the whirlpools edge and they swim through the vortex of the whirlpool and come out with a special knowledge, with a special purpose, having gained wonderful and subliminal riches by taking their swimmer’s moment at the whirlpools edge.
I think in this poem Avison encourages us to take risks in our lives. So when it seems like everything is going fine and you become sucked into a vortex, something new and exciting, somewhere or something where we are at our own peril please take up that challenge. You will never see ” . . . the silver reaches of the estuary.” what magnificent adventures await you in life if you don’t set out to find your purpose. You will never gain knowledge and gain a deeper understanding of yourself, if you cannot meet the challenges of the “[t]he [s]wimmer’s [m]oment” in your lives. If you cannot make it through the bad times, the times that make you grow, and understand yourself as a person, you will be missing out. Your loss will be greater than those people who risk bad times in their lives and never make it through them.
It’s a Thursday morning and there is much to do. I have an assignment to copyedit. I need to go through the newsletter a couple more times to catch all the mistakes. And then I have a 3rd assignment to start. I would like to have it done by the end of February. The assignment is a letter advocating for your client (the author) to your editor or publisher. There is a lot of reading left in Chapter 5 of the Study Guide, in the Appendix, and in the textbook. I just keep on going, hoping I can finish this course before the next one starts and that I have enough ‘good days’ that I can work on my class.
But in-between that I am reading the 3rd book by Sylvain Renard, Gabriel’s Redemption,
and you know when you get hooked in a series of books that you just have to finish them. Especially when you get to the 3rd book in the series. And next I am thinking of an interesting undertaking. Since so much of this series from Sylvain was based upon Dante’s Inferno and it is probably free on Kobo, I am thinking that I must read that. I had heard of it in English class, heard that Milton’s Paradise Lost that I studied somewhat related, so I am excited to be reading some classic literature again, in the English version, not the Italian version of course.
I think that I am not quite done talking about weight and body issues. The problem is I read an article on it and I think how ridiculous it is especially to the extent in which magazines, companies, etc. are photoshopping their models. Now, I’ve always felt that a little photoshopping is good. Enhancing the beauty of the model that is already there, there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with that except that the media has different standards of beauty. Maybe we just need to try to leave models looking the way they look without photoshop except for obvious flaws that no one would like showing such as acne or a tattoo in certain pictures. But sometimes it is too much. I recently saw on an entertainment show a spread for Nicole Kidman who is not young anymore. She looked like she was 22 years old when I’m pretty sure is or is nearly double that age. There is something wrong with that because that is not an attainable look for anyone, including Nicole Kidman. And she is beautiful just the way she is at the age she is. I also watched a slide show where a plus size model was thinned down from her size 12 or so silhouette to a size 4. There was nothing wrong with the way the model looked before, she just looked normal, so why would you change her?
I have never wanted to model before really. It has to do with being in the spotlight. But after some special professional pictures for
my boyfriend and myself, and some portraits for family and relatives I decided it was actually really fun. I could see how I looked in the pictures the photographers took on the camera and I looked good. Friends told me I looked good. And the strangest thought crossed my mind that if I was tall enough and young enough I would consider plus size modeling because I really think that women and girls need to see what a real woman looks like with little computer perfecting besides blemishes, shiny skin, and bad lighting. Some people would probably say you should show those too but I believe there are good uses for photoshop. But more than that, I believe that we need to as a society step out of that box where we adore thin woman and start showing an ideal that is normal size healthy woman. I have spoken of it so much before and maybe too much. But it saddens me that people would have so much conversation on this subject and that there would be so little change. Dove had the right idea a few years back, even though those commercials annoyed me. Anyways there is one magazine online that I wanted to share with you that I think is great for showing plus sized models while maintaining the look and feel of a magazine like Instyle. The magazine is called DARE and it’s an online magazine that you can take a look at here: http://daremag.uberflip.com/i/126563 .
But that’s all I have to say on that I promise for a good long while. I am watching Team Canada Men’s vs. Norway now on CBC. I am excited to say we are up 2-0. Hopefully, that will be an easy win for us but surprisingly, we are not scoring as easily as I thought. But I hope you are enjoying the Olympics for whatever country you might be from. I love the Winter Olympics, for Canada they are the most exciting!
Also, decided to give up Pepsi for good. The only exception will be once a week when I start my night class as I can’t stay awake without it. Otherwise, I’ve been drinking water and following my diet exactly. I have lost 2 lbs in 3 days so that it pretty exciting. It takes 21 days they say for you to get into the habit of doing something so I’m hoping I can stay in this habit. I have drunk a lot of water which I needed to do before but didn’t really do and I have 1 treat a day now a low-fat granola bar that has chocolate on the outside.
Otherwise, I have dealt with a car rental issue my boyfriend and I had a car rental place. They claimed these little scratches under the car that you had to lean over to see, and were from winter like ice, something no one can help in Edmonton, were damage. The manager was so rude to my boyfriend and I and A refused to sign for the damages. The manager wouldn’t give us a ride home, she told us to walk away and get out of the store. She said she didn’t know anything about cars but that the plastic part of the bumper underneath of the car needed painting and she wouldn’t rent the car out to us even though she had said she would before on the phone, because she couldn’t trust us not to damage the car. As if we did whatever invisible damage she saw on purpose. I have never dealt with someone so un-customer-serviced oriented especially dealing with a client of 2 years. Her tone, her mannerism, was angry and defensive. I was not impressed at all and we had to pay $40.00 cab to get back to my boyfriends apartment.
So up’s and downs this week. But overall pretty good! So two beauty blogs coming out soon for some more LUSH and Benefit and products. Also, maybe I will share with you some of the hair videos I like that are great for easy everyday styles you can do with your hair that take minutes. Take care