A Special Relationship

It’s been a week of raw emotions, amplified by minimal sleep and uncertainty of what the next hour was going to look like. Among all this chaos there are startling moments of selflessness and compassion. Thursday morning during the doctors rounds, my fathers consultant told him that they will do everything to get him home for his final hours, she knows that passing on at…

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Happiness starts with a moment

On twitter today someone sent out a partial Charles Caleb Colton quote. I can’t find the tweet again, but if it was you let me know and I’ll give full credit. I ended up doing a little reading about Mr Colton, discovered a rather prolific and very quotable writer. He comes across as one of the steady supply of wonderful eccentrics that Georgian Britain produced and sent out into the world.

The quote in full was:

“Men spend their lives in anticipations, in determining to be vastly happy at some period when they have time. But the present time has one advantage over every other-it is our own.

Past opportunities are gone, future are not come. We may lay in a stock of pleasures, as we would lay in a stock of wine; but if we defer the tasting of them too long, we shall find that both are soured by age.”

Charles Caleb Colton

There are many things that keep us moving beyond anticipation. We live in a world focused on “what’s next” and “what’s better”. We spend our time chasing what’s supposed to make up happy, but some how we never quite catch it.

One form of happiness comes from appreciating the moment; being grateful for what you have and understanding that you have all you need right here, right now, to be happy.

It’s not easy to sit back and understand this. It took me years or therapy, of leaving a bad relationship with someone who made herself feel good at the expense of others.

Happiness is not found, it’s in the moment and we just need to see it.

This transient happiness comes in many forms. It’s my cat who is very insistent that he wants to be petted. It’s when I leave for work and I’m the only car on the road. It’s sharing an art museum with my girlfriend. It’s taking a selfie with Cinderella. It’s getting a “Thank you” and no questions from my boss when I present my projects.

It’s appreciating the moments, and eventually the moments weave together into something incredible.

The appreciation of the moment comes from inside, deep inside and it’s not easy to find at first. But when you recognize happiness for the first time you want more.

I am happy, I truly am and I don’t wonder why I’m happy, I just am. I am incredibly lucky have some wonderful positive and supportive people in my life who share the understanding that life is to be lived, not necessarily at 150 miles per hour, but to be lived nonetheless. I know who I am and today I like that person very much.

Happiness does not come from just going after one experience after another, the important part is appreciating what you are doing at the time. Being a good consumer and going after the next shiny thing may bring a little rush, but it also brings stress and rather quickly you feel empty again. No one gives a prize for being the person who has the most stuff when they die.

I don’t have the answers, and I certainly don’t claim to be omnipotent or know what anyone else should do. However I do believe most of us have everything we need right now to find that first glimmer of true appreciation and happiness. You may think it hokey, but be brave enough to connect with what you have today, and just maybe you’ll get what I’m on about.

Vancouver Fringe

This was the final full weekend of the Vancouver Fringe Performing arts festival. The weather was about perfect, the performances we saw ranged from “inventive and interesting” to one the Edmonton Sun called “Half William Shatner, half Zapp Brannigan, half blind and total alcoholism”. How could you say no to theater like that?

Granville Island

It’s not the Edinburgh Fringe, that’s a unique beast, but there was plenty to enjoy. And it’s always fun to spend a weekend in Vancouver.

Granville Island Hotel

I’m back, I’m not quick, but I’m back…

This was a big milestone weekend for me, and I got to share it with 59 others all trying to do the same thing – Race to the top of a hill. I was not quick, but by gosh it felt good to be back, I’m still smiling.

This weekend was filled with good BBQ, lots of laughs, a few drinks and some wonderful moments shared with great friends.

I went racing, for the first time since this. This weekend the three years of learning to cope with the disorientation, dizziness and occasional vertigo through long sessions of physiotherapy, and dumb determination, paid off.

I had two goals for the weekend: drive to the top of the hill and drive the car home again. Not lofty goals, but I achieved them both. While I was not the quickest driver over the weekend (but not the slowest either), I’m not sure there was any that had a better time than I did.

Thanks to JB for knowing exactly what I needed over the last 12 years, I don’t know how you knew, but I love you for it. For Chris and Chris for being such a big part of the weekend. For Heidi, Amy and Jillian for letting us act our hat sizes, rather than ages, for a weekend thank you.

Why I Write

Why I write is an easy question to answer. It empties my mind, I find it very relaxing, and it is hard to do sometimes. And if you’ve ever successfully copied something you saw on Pinterest, you’ll know nothing gives more pride than nailing something difficult. Hard stuff takes determination, practice and a certain amount of dedication. Writing can be very hard and I know…

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Rik Mayall – more than the people’s poet.

My first real exposure to alternative comedy was The Young Ones, I was about 13 and it was brilliant. This was comedy that my parents did not get, it was loud, a little sweary and very, very funny. This was probably the first thing that I saw as mine and as I was a few years too late for the Clash and the Sex Pistols, this was my counter culture moment.

I met Rik Mayall once, briefly in 1993 (I think it was in Barcelona) and it was not much more than a brief handshake, but by then we’d seen the wonderful Lord Flashheart, Comic Strip Presents, Filthy Rich and Catflap, Alan B’Stard, Colin the bassman and my personal favorite Bottom.

Which spawned the brilliant, brilliant Bottom Live. I saw two of the Bottom Live tours, not sure how much was improvised and what was in the script, but Rik Mayall and Adrian Edmonson brought an incredible, almost feral energy to the stage. It was anarchy and it was wonderful. The commitment to the characters was total and the audience were given something that could never be shown on BBC2, even after the watershed.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6q0CkeuSqxk

The Young Ones started it all, Rick was the self styled “Peoples Poet” and believed he spoke for a generation. His work left a lasting legacy and how can he be dead when we have his poetry?