31 Mar 2013, 10:41am

Happy Easter

Kneading by Brian Pirie (brianpirie)) on 500px.com
Kneading by Brian Pirie

Brian self-portrait of making hot cross buns.

Here’s the food post on it.

Noteeable Quoteable: “Make no judgments where you have no compassion.” ~ Anne Mccaffrey

29 Mar 2013, 2:48pm
Glad Game
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Glad Gadding

plum treee
Did I mention these melancholic plum trees?

Dad planted them. They flowered the last time the year he lived and not since. Mom thought the heavy snow had broken them finally but they were punky, dry-rotted, perhaps from the lichen, or something of the low ground they grew on. It seems like grandfather’s clock somehow.

There are many ways of looking at any given thing. The plants that flourished to the trees’ loss. The end of putting the wrong tree on ill-suited soil. Something new displaces. Any material loss, tree loss directs attention to the preciousness of the transitory, transitionary, now.

Our bathroom gutting continues. Under the floor tiles was black rotting plywood, under that blue linoleum, under that hardwood, and under that the subfloor. Before too many days it will be properly stabilized, waterproofed, and newly tiled everywhere.

Glad Game: It’s unfortunate to live so far out of the daily of our niece and nephew but a sweet handwritten card from the 7-year-old gaffer warms the heart-cockles.

The body may have its flirts with evilness but thank goodness for good friends. And a hubby bringing me a strawberry while I’m furrowed deep in editing? Priceless.

Although I was awake 25 hours yesterday, sleep is inevitable. It’ll crash like a cement truck through plate glass. (With no one harmed in the process of course.)

Although pickings may be slim for people for online scrabble over the long weekend, I did get quite a few rounds through overnight. No one around can only spur me to spend more time with the page.

I read a whole novel this morning. Cue playback of my voice saying “I don’t do novels”. But, wait, I protest, there’s a statute of limitations – ones prior to 1920 are fine.

Noteable Quoteable: “Troubles are poor things to hug. They’ve got too many prickers.” Eleanor Porter in Pollyanna Grows Up (1915)

29 Mar 2013, 6:25am
Memes or Quizzes
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In the Meme Time

Gal Herself sez Queen Mimi threw down the gauntlet and dared us to use nothing but one-word answers as we respond to this meme.

1. Where is your mobile? 2002.
2. Your significant other? Appreciated.
3. Your hair? Growing.
4. Your mother? Yes..?
5. Your father? Gone
6. Your favorite? Hubbykins
7. Your dream last night? pups
8. Your favorite drink? Water.
9. Dream/goal? Flourishing.
10. Virtue? Misdirected.
11. Hobby? – Horses
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Ottawa
14. Where were you last night? Home
15. Something that you aren’t? Asleep.
16. Muffin? Apple.
17. Wish list item? Poetry.
18. Where you grew up? Ontario.
19. Last thing you did? Read.
20. What are you wearing? Heavens,
21. TV? Nope.
22. Pets? Nope.
23. Friends? Yep.
24. Your life? Sings.
25. Your mood? Crabby.
26. Missing someone? Generally.
27. Car? Cart.
28. Something you’re not wearing? Scarf
29. Your favorite shop? Hmmmm…?
31. Glass half empty, or half full? Spilled
32. Shiver, quiver or slither? Shliver
30. Your favorite color? Forests.
33. When is the last time you laughed? Yesterday.
34. Last time you cried? Pshaw,
35. Who will resend this? Nobody.
36. One place that you go over and over? Keyboard.
37. One person who emails regularly? Hubbykins.
38. Your favorite place to eat? Home.

Making Voices

The responsibility of learning is to not let it end at you, but to pass it on.

Tuesday was a Tree Seed Workshop on Voice. About a dozen were there at start time and a few more joined in progress. Actually participating is the gain because part was guided listening to the body but still, he raised points to notice.

13 things I learned from John Koensgen‘s voice workshops.

  1. “Being grounded” isn’t an arbitrary phrase. It is contact with the ground. We were instructed to lock our knees and notice how weight carried through the feet then bend the knees slightly and back and spine aligned and feel the difference.
  2. Focus on breath, not to control it but watch it. What moves? Voice comes from the voicebox but not exactly. It is produced by the instrument of the mouth and the column of air.
  3. He had us fold over, a vertebra at a time while making various kinds of sounds and see how that position effected the sound and various ways to feel the sound resonate in various parts of chest and head.
  4. Without holding tension in various section of my back I can bend over and touch my toes with my knuckles. [That’s been a few years. We did other exercises for muscle tightness of face too.]
  5. Instead of a relaxation exercise he asked us to do a tensing one. Just observe normal breath while tightening feet, then calves, then butt, groin, gut, chest, arms…[It was a palpable striking effect how much that effected lung capacity.]
  6. When you tense you work against yourself. When you lock your knees you lock your being. You mute yourself even mechanically. [I’m a chronic knee-locker.]
  7. Your job when reading poetry is to communicate. Talking loud isn’t the same as communicating. [Or as Brian put it, “to be meek at a microphone isn’t to communicate loudly. it is just to have amplified meekness.”]
  8. Projecting isn’t just volume. It is being present. It is living in the words and speaking them outwards to someone.
  9. Speaking, you are accepting what you say. Not trying to fit it into a breath but putting it on breaths.
  10. It isn’t in your control to have the message accepted or rejected. If the audience doesn’t care for it, that’s their problem. Your job is to reach out. Accept and offer not foist.
  11. There’s a concept of 3 circles
  12. The first circle is talking to self, second is addressing one person and third is talking to everyone and the gods. Patsy Rodenburg talks around the ideas.
  13. When you read a poem as if to self, how you utter is different. It’s flat, low, inwards. Mumbly. [A lot of poets don’t shift gears to address the words outwards.]

One thing that distinguished RC Weslowski’s performance was his use of the second circle. How much of the time when attention wanders from poets is it that they are speaking as if to self so signalling, please don’t attend to this, as opposed to opening the mouth and making a clear sound and communicating a direct natural speech communication?

I’m not sure if the quote below falls more towards urban legend or anthropology but it seems like a good thrust of idea to consider.

Noteable Quotable: “In many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions: “When did you stop dancing? When did you stop singing? When did you stop being enchanted by stories? When did you stop being comforted by the sweet territory of silence?” ~ Gabrielle Roth

27 Mar 2013, 7:17pm
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Head: Used. Scuffed Edges. Best Offer.

3 people asked me last night if I was feeling alright. Perhaps its visible before apparent to me. Maybe I was less animate, less “on”, slower to move, less coordinated. I got my burst of extra efficient brain the day before.

I woke up feeling as though I’d spent a late night in a circle of smokers. Not among pot smoke. That doesn’t leave my head feeling like hammered sheet metal, gummed eyes, sore throat and tired muscles. Something about tobacco smoke does all that.

Except there wasn’t any smoke. It wasn’t a late night. I was asleep by 11. I slept heavy and in one chunk of sleep.

I got about 2 hours of day not-bleary before I crashed. No sustained burn.

The day was largely a write-off.

Not illness, “just” the edge of a migraine aura. I could pop a migraine pill and head it off and probably will yet, but if I head it off with letting it soak the dark, heat and sleep it needs I’ll be further ahead.

If I immediately medicate myself I might be tempted to keep going at the same rate. A headache is easy to screen out. But it’s an indicator light flashing. Drat.

I really should go in for a massage tune-up but since my regular place flew by night leaving staff at a locked door, I haven’t got around to a new one.

Thank goodness for dimmers.

In brighter news, our bathroom’s subfloor gets torn out tomorrow. It’s got some buckling and moisture issues. New tiles on it and walls and living a shower-free (but not bathtub-free) life for a few days.

In news-not-me this microbe has 7 sexes. And did you know snails have left and right side entrances and mate with a similar lefty or righty?

Noteable Quotable: “Worry – a God, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it takes away the appetite, and turns the hair gray.”  ~ Benjamin Disraeli

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