Be kind

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It was a rough start to the week in our city. There are no words I can easily express to describe what everyone has been feeling these last few days, other than sad. Just really, really sad.

It is a tragic time for Toronto–with lives lost and others injured on account of one individual. We have seen such incidents played out in other cities around the world, and while it was something we knew we were not immune to (fortunate as we have been), it came as a devastating shock never the less.

Grief is a personal and, at times, lonely thing. However, I’ve seen time and time again that in tragedies like this, that it brings people together. In Toronto, it is no exception. In fact, we’ve come together more as a city than we have in quite some time.

If there’s one thing I’ve heard more often than not since this past Monday, it has been one simple thing: to be kind to one another. In the hubbub of our busy lives, it’s easy to get wrapped up in our own issues. But the act of kindness and being considerate towards others can make a remarkable difference, and since Monday, I’ve seen plenty of it around Toronto.

Lastly, I just wanted to say how proud I am of this city, and how happy and fortunate I am to call it home.  This incident has changed us, but will certainly not define us. The journey to recovery and closure won’t be easy, but at least we’ll going through it together.

 

 

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Wednesday thought dump

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  • I could have sworn I saw fire works.
  • God, that song is catchy.
  • Between this song and various songs from Jesus Christ Superstar, they have been on repeat in my head for weeks now.
  • They’re all good songs, but come on!
  • By the way, NBC’s JCS was on Sunday!
  • I’m sad that I missed it, I was at my family’s Easter dinner.
  • Could we start again, please?
  • I only caught the tale end of it, but it looked like it was a pretty good performance.
  • John Legend, aaaah!
  • The way that musical holds up is a testament (pun sort of intended?) to how well it was written.
  • I still love Norm Jewison’s film version.
  • Ted Neely.
  • What a guy! What a set of pipes!
  • For the record, JCS has been in my head since before December.
  • Habits.
  • This article has me thinking about habits.
  • And keeping them.
  • All I want is to watch Star Wars from beginning to end.
  • As if I didn’t already do so this past weekend.
  • And it had made me desperate for Episode IX to come out.
  • This is bad.
  • It’s still two years away!
  • The only thing that will keep me from breaking is the new Han Solo movie.
  • That’s it. I’m obsessed.
  • Help. Me.
  • It’s super windy outside.
  • Wind: it gets everywhere.
  • And gets things everywhere.
  • At least it’s sunny.
  • Because a wind and rain combination is not fun whatsoever.
  • I want something, but I don’t know what.
  • There’s more to life than that. Don’t ask me what.
  • Dammit, now I’m thinking of the Matchmaker song from Fiddler on the Roof.
  • What is this?
  • Take note of how the early 1970s went far out on the religious themed musicals.
  • Think Fiddler, JCS, Godspell
  • Any others that I’m missing?
  • Oh, and Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dream Coat.
  • Which I’ve never seen.
  • Anyway, I find that interesting.
  • Norman Jewison directed both Fiddler and JCS.
  • JCS would be my top pick.
  • Sometimes I wish I could sing, but at the same time, thank fuck that I can’t.
  • I love the Onion.
  • So very much.
  • Happy Wednesday, everyone.

 

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A few thoughts I had while watching the film, ‘Call me by Your Name’ (and may contain spoilers)

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  • You know sometimes when you watch a film’s opening credits and you know almost immediately that you’re going to like it? That was such the experience for me.
  • Complete with rapid piano music!
  • The main character, Elio, has the life I wish I can only wish I had when I was a teen.
  • He speaks both French and Italian, he’s gifted in music, and is living his best life in the Italian countryside with his parents.
  • What is this life and where can I sign up for it??!
  • No matter what decade it takes place in, Italy will always be ridiculously beautiful.
  • Lots of scenery porn (amongst other types?), which didn’t help my frustration that I haven’t been back to Italy yet.
  • Elio’s Dad gives me major Robin Williams from Goodwill Hunting vibes with his beard.
  • Meanwhile, Timothy Chalemet (aka Elio) gave me Gilbert Blythe vibes. Which would be ok, if he weren’t six years my junior.
  • What eighties’ music! What clothing! What shoes!
  • Armie’s awkward eighties’ dancing kills me, and I’m all here for it.
  • Then again, so does Elio’s, who’s dancing is by far more slick.
  • I have to look up that song.
  • Cute pair, they make.
  • Weirdly enough, Armie’s clothing made him seem older than he was.
  • Mmm, nothing like peaches right off the vine.
  • But… Ah… Hold on…
  • OH MY GOD ELIO WHAT ARE YOU DOING???!
  • I’m both grossed out and impressed.
  • After this I’ll never think of a peach the same way again.
  • Ever.
  • It makes me sad that they (like many others) had to be so clandestine about their feelings for one another.
  • However, Elio’s dad is a shining beacon of hope in an unforgiving world.
  • “Just remember, our hearts and our bodies are given to us only once. And before you know it, your heart is worn out, and, as for your body, there comes a point when no one looks at it, much less wants to come near it. Right now, there’s sorrow, pain. Don’t kill it and with it the joy you’ve felt.”
  • Still…. Italy.
  • And still a beautiful movie.

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Seen and heard (and read) lately

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Happy first day of spring! It’s a bit cold and windy, but if you look past that it’s quite lovely out. I’ve also got Krispy Kreme donuts sitting a few feet away from me, so that is another tell-tale sign of spring.

Seen

Three Billboards Outside Ebbing Missouri. Initially, it was not something I was interested in seeing. But my parents had rented it, and I had to see it myself. Whew! Despite some weird/unexpected moments throughout the film, I came to the conclusion that it was quite good. Now I can see why it earned so many awards!

Writer’s Block. That would be me… If I didn’t use the internet as a distraction to keep me from writing.

Hands down my favourite Heritage Minute. For a minute long clip, it does a wonderful and beautiful job at encapsulating who LM was as a person–not just her Anne of Green Gables persona. It also makes me want to create beautiful words and imagery.

-Making this place in Tuscany my someday travel destination.

Heard

Smalltown Boy. It was one of those 80s’ tunes I’d always heard, but never knew who it was sung by. Then I had an aha moment and asked Siri. Now I know, and now it’s permanently stuck in my head.

I got you Babe. Another case of the ear worm! It’s a good song, but I know if I ever put it on my iPod I would enjoy it considerably less.

Fireworks, by First Aid Kit. Warning: you may find it achingly emotional.

Read(ing)

Alas, no new books to report! I will report back soon when I find something worthy. The only one I’ve been reading lately is Anne Lamott’s Bird by Bird, which has some excellent advice on both writing and life. Take for instance: “Clutter and mess show us that life is being lived… Tidiness makes me think of held breath, of suspended animation… Perfectionism is a mean, frozen form of idealism, while messes are the artist’s true friend. What people somehow forgot to mention when we were children was that we need to make messes in order to find out who we are and why we are here.”

It’s as much a comfort novel if there ever was one.