- Sleeping in
- Samosas with apple cinnamon sauce
- Chocolate tofulati
- Finishing another good book
- Laughs with my sister
Author Archives: Gillian
It’s not a Carbon Footprint, its a Carbon Snowshoe
I’m in Edmonton.
On the plane flying here I began to count the number of aeroports I’ve been to this summer and I got embarrassed by the number. Since May: Vancouver, Montreal, Toronto, Winnipeg, Victoria, Amsterdam, Nairobi, Mombassa, Calgary, Edmonton… That is disgusting (but also pretty fantastic when you realize it covers a good chunk of Canada plus 2 other countries/continents and that all of it was planned on fairly short notice – for me).
Edmonton this weekend was a bit of a whim – I had aeroplan points. They were about to expire. So I booked a flight to Edmonton for the long weekend. Jen moved in to her new place last week and so we spent today unpacking. Correction: Jen unpacked while I cleaned the bathroom (Its an interesting bathroom – the shower drain is my favourite, photo to follow when I have my uploader). Then we went to Ikea with a friend and laughed/shopped away a few hours there before I finished cleaning the bathroom and Jen put together the Ikea furniture.
Between cleaning my bathroom yesterday for new roommate to arrive and cleaning Jen’s bathroom today, I think I’ve cleaned enough bathroom for awhile. Plus, there are no more cross-province/country/continent/ocean flights planned for awhile so hopefully my carbon snowshoe will shrink back down to a small footprint.
Grace in Small Things: 37 of 365
- A new hair cut
- Being asked by a former Olympic and world champion rower: “Are you an Olympic rower? You look like you could be. You have the physique.”
- Live music shows with friends performing
- Fresh fruit
- Sunshine and purple-tinted sunglasses.
Grace in Small Things: 36 of 365
- Starting school again
- The first 6 assigned chapters being review
- Finishing the first assignment
- Cooking dinner for 2
- Sleeping all night through
Grace in Small Things: 35 of 365
- Picnics on the beach
- while the sun sets
- a beautiful red/orange/yellow/pink colour
- while having fantastic conversation
- with a friend I haven’t seen in too long
Comments from a Pathetic Poster
I had lofty ambitions, after being chastized by a friend for my lack of posting, to get right back into the swing of things. For good or for bad, I got used to not posting much this summer – a lack of Internet access in Kenya and on a boat will do that for you. No excuses! I am back on land and have free wireless at home and at every second coffee shop; there really is no excuse for me. I like to think that I am out of practice and need to get back into the habit of transcribing everyday occurrences for the general public to read. Because you are all interested in my eating habits and traveling adventures, right?
As I type this, I am sitting in a coffee shop on W 4th in Vancouver. Beside me is a stimulating Americano, my current poison of choice. I’m in Vancouver for the weekend to spend some time with good friends before school starts on Tuesday and to meet my boyfriend (HOLD ON, stop the train… boyfriend?!?… yes. More on that someday) as he returns tomorrow from a two and a half trip to the States.
Truth be told, I have had some interesting ideas for blogging lately; a rant on how my doctor prescribes medication, how my school begins next week, and so on. But, something else keeps coming up. Like school starting next week. I’ve been labouring under the false assumption for some time now that my course would begin when every other school in the country begins: after Labour Day. Last week, I discovered that no, it begins on September the first. Before school starts, I have six chapters from two different text books to read plus a multitude of online readings. Fortunately, I long ago mastered the art of the skim-read. I just assumed that everyone skim-read their text books, however a message from our prof for the first course indicates otherwise: “Because the work is intensive, and because you’re at a master’s level here, you won’t be able to read as you did in undergrad – reading every detail, preparing to memorize for exams. Here, you’ll have to read quickly, and you do that by skimming, stopping on what you don’t know – not reading & memorizing every detail, but rather grasping the gist of things so that you can apply it.” At least I already have practice.
So now that I am back at school, I suppose we can all look forward to more frequent posting as I sit for hours at a time at my computer and have the opportunity to practice my finest procrastination techniques. Until then, I am going to enjoy my last few days of “freedom” and get back to wandering W4th.
Grace in Small Things: 34 of 365
- Cafe Americano
- H.O.B. Estate
- Sunshine for walking
- Cute local boutiques
- Lunch with (step-?) family
Quotes to Think About
Brian McLaren makes some great points in one of his posts today:
Thomas Friedman, learning from an experience on safari in Botswana, gets it right in his NYT editorial today … Quotable quote:
We’re trying to deal with a whole array of integrated problems — climate change, energy, biodiversity loss, poverty alleviation and the need to grow enough food to feed the planet — separately. The poverty fighters resent the climate-change folks; climate folks hold summits without reference to biodiversity; the food advocates resist the biodiversity protectors.
They all need to go on safari together.
“We need to stop thinking about these issues in isolation — each with its own champion, constituency and agenda — and deal with them in an integrated way, the way they actually occur on the ground,” argued Glenn Prickett, senior vice president with Conservation International. “We tend to think about climate change as just an energy issue, but it’s also about land use: one-third of greenhouse gas emissions come from tropical deforestation and agriculture. So we need to preserve forests and other ecosystems to solve climate change, not only to save species.”
This was exactly the insight that smacked me upside the head when I was researching Everything Must Change. You can’t deal with discrete symptoms without getting to the deeper disease-issues that underlie them.
It strikes me that we need to keep this holistic, systems-thinking approach engaged as we deal with health care here in the USA. For example, when restaurants and grocery stores know they can make more money selling us oversized portions full of and coated with high-fat, high-sugar, highly-processed gunk, and when we keep buying what they’re selling, and when that produces an obesity epidemic – and obesity is becoming a bigger health-care problem than smoking, by the way – then we have to realize that health care is related to diet, and that one of the “externalized costs” of the food industry’s profits is a sick health care system treating sick people and creating a sick economy. (Nicholas Kristof captures one facet of the sickness of our soul-less calorie-factory food industry in his NYT editorial today, a fitting companion to Friedman’s, as they both call us to re-situate ourselves within creation.)
So today is a good day to remember Solomon, that icon of wisdom, who, for all his flaws, knew there was a lot to learn from observing natural systems in their amazing interdependence. He was no one-issue expert who had climbed tall into the silo (aka ivory tower) of one narrow discipline; he pursued multi-dimensionality in his life. For starters, he was (in his early years at least) a truly spiritual man, having prayed for wisdom over riches, fame, power, etc. No wonder he said, “The reverence for the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.” He was also an artistic man – with obvious gifts for poetry, for music (like his dad), and for architecture as well. These qualities, together with his attention to plant and animal life, seemed to give him the kind of integrative, big-picture wisdom that we need a lot more of today. Here’s how he was eulogized in 1 Kings 4:
God gave Solomon wisdom and very great insight, and a breadth of understanding as measureless as the sand on the seashore… He spoke three thousand proverbs and his songs numbered a thousand and five. He described plant life, from the cedar of Lebanon to the hyssop that grows out of walls. He also taught about animals and birds, reptiles and fish. Men of all nations came to listen to Solomon’s wisdom, sent by all the kings of the world, who had heard of his wisdom.
If he were here today, I think old Solomon would have given Thomas Friedman and Nicholas Kristof a hearty “amen,” maybe even a high-five.
Billboard
Driving
I’m pretty sure, after reading this article, that Driving in India is very similar to driving in Kenya. Or China. Or just about every other developing country I’ve ever been to.