In Montreal's east stands proud Le Cheval Blanc, A bastion of artists who dared be méchant To the rules of society and all its norms, To create a world that art truly transforms. Le Refus Global was their manifesto, Their rebellion against all that was retro, To break from tradition and embrace the new, To … Continue reading Le Cheval Blanc & Le Refus Global – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Exploring the Turmoil Within: Navigating Conflicting Emotions in the Face of Loss
Rest in Peace, Dad. My father died on Saturday, August 5th, 2023 (Born Dec 20th, 1930). We continue to be blessed to have had you in our lives. In the final weeks he was surrounded by his devoted and loving wife of 68 years, and members of our family. The loss is hitting each of … Continue reading Exploring the Turmoil Within: Navigating Conflicting Emotions in the Face of Loss
Ziggy’s Pub & The Storyteller’s Club of Montreal – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
At Ziggy's Pub in Montreal, where the beer flows free The writers gathered, a rowdy literary company With their smokes and their scotches, they'd spin their tales Of love and life and loss, and of the city's many travails There was Leonard Cohen, with his deep, gravelly voice And Irving Layton, with his wit and … Continue reading Ziggy’s Pub & The Storyteller’s Club of Montreal – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
The Elegy of Life: Finding Beauty in Death and the Will to Live Beyond Loss
I allowed myself to image auditing a class given by Frederic Nietzsche and the subsequent discussion of the topic with three students. The process of allowing these Nietzchean voices has proved very stimulating and soothing. hey, we all deal with grief in our own way! Nietzsche: Welcome, fellow thinkers, to this discussion on the profound … Continue reading The Elegy of Life: Finding Beauty in Death and the Will to Live Beyond Loss
Rethinking The Big O – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Oh Montreal, my Montreal, What shall we do with this great big bowl? Our Olympic Stadium, so vast and wide, Has sat empty for far too long a time. Some say it's cursed, a white elephant, A monument to our extravagance and neglect. But I say nay, we can make it shine, With imagination and … Continue reading Rethinking The Big O – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Seeing Through Grateful Eyes
As a counterbalance to negative thoughts, I've decided to continue the practice of looking for what brings me joy in the world around me. This joy feels like gratitude to me and helps me get back on track as I navigate my father's final journeys with us. With every hard thought, I have a clear … Continue reading Seeing Through Grateful Eyes
The Wonderful Redpath – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Near McGill’s ghetto, a wonder awaits, The wonderful Redpath, a place that sedates, The curious mind, the soul that thirsts, For knowledge, history, and discovery firsts. Here, fossils of creatures long extinct, Preserved in stone, their bones interlinked, Dinosaurs that roamed the earth, Millions of years before our birth. Amidst the museum’s halls, one can … Continue reading The Wonderful Redpath – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Plato and The Beauty of Death: Finding Meaning in Loss
Ok, I agree this may be a dark and gloomy topic, and I fully acknowledge my self-indulgence in writing about it. With your forgiveness, I'm allowing my ego free rein to explore the meanings of death and how it is actually FULL of LIFE! Please bear with me a moment or two as I work … Continue reading Plato and The Beauty of Death: Finding Meaning in Loss
The Infamous Moustache Club, A Headbanger’s Lament – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Oh Montreal, our dear old town, Your streets have known our every frown, But in the dark of night, there lied A bar that brought our souls alive. The Moustache Club, its walls adorned With Hell’s Angels posters roughly torn, And in the air, the scent of angry sweat And cigarette smoke, we could not … Continue reading The Infamous Moustache Club, A Headbanger’s Lament – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Exploring the Beauty of Death: Coping with the Loss of a Loved Parent
We all deal with life's experiences in our own way; mine is to explore it through the voices of cherished philosophers. Socrates has been a logical barometer for me and I enjoy imagining discourse with him and his pupils. So I continue to explore understanding of the events surrounding the slow dying of my father … Continue reading Exploring the Beauty of Death: Coping with the Loss of a Loved Parent
The New Renaissance Mindset 