tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84285620398552485302024-03-13T05:59:59.366-07:00Nature's Backpack: Explore. Discover. ConnectShort stories of my outdoor adventures.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-4812810708944533712013-10-23T13:53:00.002-07:002013-10-23T14:12:18.019-07:00Whispers from the Fir Trees<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As I walk to my sit spot across the freshly plowed fields, I am called with a whisper of the fir trees to come to the North East of the woodlot. I normally sit to the East under a big walnut tree, but today, I made my way to a depression under a fir tree.<br />
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It has been a busy and stressful year, my body and soul took the brunt of it and now all signs are pointing to a more peaceful and healthy year. It has taken its toll though, and now I am healing holistically with my mind, body and soul.<br />
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That is what it felt the firs were whispering to me. Sweet encouragment to come and join them and enjoy the peace they were feeling today. So I did, I walked over and sat under one of the largest trees. Its long trunk reaching far into the sky towering over all the other trees and outstretching it branches.<br />
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It was windy and as I leaned my back onto the trunk, I could feel it moving, swaying back and forth with the wind. Like it was dancing with the wind, so I decided to close my eyes and enjoy the dance. I envisioned the roots of the fir tree, solid in the earth. Like a foundation it doesn't move, no matter what is going on up above, it stays put, rooted in the soil and keeps the tree from falling over. I take note, that it is like me, through my own jouney of building my own foundation, through guidance from my mentors, questions asked, events, experiences, revelations and emotions, I have built a strong foundation of who I am. And that looking back on those experiences and events that have happened to me in the last few years and this year, I see that when I resisted them, I felt broken, defeated and overwhelmed. Like when I let all the stress get to me. But when I finally realized that all those things did not define me, that I can accept them for what they are, bend with them and let them blow through me, I was ok. I was not so broken or defeated. I could reflect and process and move on. I could even be thankful for the lessons and growth that occurred through it all.<br />
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So today, I would like to give gratitude to the trees. Thank you trees for reminding me that through building a solid foundation of your own character and sense of self, things that happen and obstacles that come up are part of life and to get through it, you bend and let the yucky stuff flow through and bend with the rest.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-45278576424976422262013-05-10T08:59:00.001-07:002013-05-10T09:02:10.325-07:00A Squirrel's Tale<i>For the month of May, I am facilitating a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/148276782012435/156470337859746/?notif_t=event_mall_reply">Sit Spot Challenge</a> and through this challenge, the 160 participants share their stories. As I read through the stories, one really stood out and I would like to share it with you. It is written by Deanna Hergert, a Sit Spot Challenge Participant. Enjoy.</i><br />
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.38;">I arrived at my new rental residence on May 1st, just in time to begin my sit-spot from the fantastic porch in the residential neighborhood backyard. First thing I noticed was a squirrel nest by the hydro pole which has been taken over by European Starlings. I noticed the squirrel had made a fresh, new nest in an adjacent Basswood tree, but I did not realize the importance of this until today.</span></h5>
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.38;"><br />This evening, as I sat "sit-spotting" in the back yard, I watched as a squirrel carried a curiously large black object in her mouth from the old hydro pole nest area to the new nest in the Basswood tree. I investigated only to find that this large, black object was one of her young! This youngster seemed to be nearly her size, yet she manages to carry it in a curled up ball, holding it with her mouth. With such a disproportionate front-end weight, Mama squirrel cannot maintain her fragile balance and agility required to traverse the finer limbs of the tree top where her new nest is. She carries the babe partway up the trunk, then eases her youngster out of her grip and encourages it to take hold of the barks and make its way up the rest of the tree to the nest. The a display of "watch and learn", "squirrel see, squirrel do"-type behaviour. She displays for the babe how to do it, then makes her way to the nest from where she coerces the young to climb up to her. Reluctantly and shakily the babe clambers its way into the high stretches of the tree. Trembling with (likely) a combination of fear and weakness, the young squirrel struggles for a solid 45 minutes, as I get pulled deeper and deeper into their story (this is better than a film!). Occasionally Mama comes out from the nest to help and encourage where she can, but this is a journey that the youngster must take much on its own if it is ever going to learn to survive in the wild. </span></h5>
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.38;"><br />Suddenly, as Mama squirrel and I watch, the young squirrel loses grip and slips from the branches of the tree. Falling a staggering 20+ feet from the tree, the squirrel lands SMACK onto the wooden platform of a child's treehouse which lies below!!! My heart drops!! That had to be a certain plunge to death! How does this happen?! Where's Disney when you need him?! Mama squirrel runs down the tree to the rescue, picks the young squirrel (incredibly still alive and moving - phew) up in her mouth and carries it, again, partway up the trunk before easing it back onto its own feet to finish the climb.<br />The poor wee gaffer is more frightened and reluctant than ever (you can imagine!), and keeps trying to climb down the trunk of the tree to the ground, desperately wanting to abort the mission. With nightfall coming on, such exposure would surely mean the demise of such a vulnerable creature. Mama know this, so keeps hopping out of her luring position in the nest to coerce the youngster to keep trying ("come on junior, get back on the horse, you can do it!"); She literally pick the babe up in her mouth for a moment to reposition its aim, dragging it for a brief moment to set the momentum back in the direction of the nest. </span></h5>
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.38;"><br />Another 45 minutes passes. Junior has now overcome its insecurity and seems to be crawling more confidently than ever up the trunk of the tree. It takes the nest from a different approach this time (instead of coming in from above and trying to drop itself into the nest like its mom, it is coming up from the bottom; This seems far more promising to result in success. Stronger, faster, you see the squirrel bounce back from its frightful endeavor. Alas, the babe reaches the bottom of the bulging round nest, and now must work its way up around the sides of it and up and over the edge into the its safe confines. Things are looking good - come'on' lil' guy - almost there! I watch more closely than ever when LO! The poor little bugger slips from the edge, plunging the 20+ feet! Again, SMACK! The sound startles me as the delicate creature hits the solid tree fort platform, again! My heart drops and tears fall from my eyes - this is the most dramatic thing I have ever watched! Mama comes running down the length of the tree to the rescue.</span></h5>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-68968048379516609222013-04-17T13:04:00.001-07:002013-04-17T13:04:15.007-07:00Chicks in the Sticks Get NoticedNice to see Nature's Backpack's program for girls get noticed in the press. Enjoy the article<br />
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<a href="http://www.oakville.com/articles/new-outdoor-wilderness-club-for-girls/">http://www.oakville.com/articles/new-outdoor-wilderness-club-for-girls/</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-48430871780718137532013-04-12T12:50:00.003-07:002013-04-12T12:50:42.752-07:00Expect Nothing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It has been a while since I had the chance to get out into nature to my sit spot... ok, to be honest, I just didn't make time for it. Today however, I did. Why today, I have no idea, the weather wasn't very nice, the buses had been cancelled and the roads and cars and trees were covered in ice this morning. But, I was called to go out today, very strongly. So I listened.<br />
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I started out, just happy to be out on the very wet and muddy fields listening to the birds and seeing if I can guess what they were by their song. I wasn't expecting much. It was nasty, cold and wet. Past experiences have ended up in a very quiet sit spot. So I thought to myself, you know, perhaps this is a day to just quieten my mind. I have been busy the last few months without time to just be..... quiet.... calm... and in the present.<br />
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As I walked along the muddy fields, my wellies slopping in the water and mud, I looked up to listen to a song that was a bit different, but familiar to me. I searched the tops of the trees to see if I could make out who was making the pretty song. A hue of red through the trees was all I could make out and as the bird turned its head, I could see a tuft... a red cardinal... interesting, never heard that call before.<br />
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I continued on and found an old sparrow's nest nestled in the old goldenrods from last year's summer. I <br />
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remembered how last year I startled a nesting sparrow from its nest and bent down to take a closer look, thinking I wasn't doing any harm. The next day, the eggs were gone... feeling bad that I certainly did impact the nest and now more aware of these nests in the grass fields. I walk along animal trails to minimize my impact and keep my curiosity at a distance.<br />
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I am lead by the trail that is not flooded and it takes me to my old anchor spot, under a big walnut tree by the pond. I sit down on the wet ground and lean up against the old tree. I take a deep breath and close my eyes... still thinking not much will be seen. Sometimes I feel I should find a feather, or a skull to have a successful sit spot... but today it was more subtle than that.<br />
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I decided to explore and see what else is awaiting for me in my sit spot area. It has been a while, snow covered the ground last time I was here, so now I am eager to see what other gifts were waiting for me to discover.<br />
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I see some patches of white and green amongst the old farmstead ruins. Snowdrops I believe they are, and they are covered in the ice and water from the morning rain. I see daffodils as well and feel grateful for the signs of spring. I see a tree with ice on one side of it... very interesting.<br />
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something that in the year I have been exploring have never noticed before... old farm equipment, left on the property to rust. I also found an old turned over boat that was a home for some animal at some point but was now waterlogged. The trails leading in and out of it told me it made a good shelter.<br />
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As I walked on, I looked down to see red in the brown stalks from last year. Red? What were these?<br />
I picked one up and looked at it, not knowing where it had come from. Was it plant in the golden rods? But if it was, it looked fresh? I looked around and saw many scattered around. I was puzzled and was ready to march home to figure out what the mystery was when something told me to look up. I looked up and on the branches of this tree, were hundreds of these red flowers.... Thinking it was the walnut tree, but the other walnut trees do not have these flowers.... hmmmm, what kind of tree is this? A mystery for me to discover and find out.<br />
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So I went to my sit spot expecting nothing, and was rewarded with many<br />
sights and sounds and a nature mystery. You just never know what you will find when you take the time to be calm, quiet and in the moment.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-39138090212683832922013-02-13T11:40:00.000-08:002013-02-13T11:44:10.619-08:00Guest Blog for Mompreneur Ontario: Vitamin N for Success<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word ‘nature’? Some may say a
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";">In today’s
society, it is a busy life. The kids need to be fed, homework done, house to
clean and if you own your own business, you wear many hats that sometimes feel
ongoing without a break. The stress builds up to a point where you wonder if it
is all worth it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";">What if there
was a way you could distress, take a break, take a beat, a breath and it
wouldn’t cost you a penny and it is all around you no matter where you are. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";">Sounds amazing
don’t it? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";">Well it is all
around you, we have just forgotten about it. It is nature. Spending time out in
nature has been proven to alleviate stress. William Bird, a professor at Oxford
University and Chief Health Advisor for Natural England talks about the flight
or fight reflex we encounter during a stressful situation. He <i>says
“The fight or flight reflex is a normal response to stress caused by the
release of catecholamine’s (including adrenaline) and results in muscle
tension, raised blood pressure, faster pulse, diversion of blood away from the
skin to muscle and sweating. All of these factors help the body to cope with a
dangerous situation. However without rapid recovery this stress response would
cause damage and exhaustion with limited response to a repeat dangerous
situation.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";">Taking a stroll
that exposes you to nature quiets the mind to a calmer relax state. The time
spent outdoors elevates the stress you may be feeling from anxiety, </span><span style="color: #2e2e2e; font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Seasonal
Affective Disorder (SAD) some feel this time of year or from the day to day
grind. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #2e2e2e; font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">It isn’t just stress that a healthy dose of Vitamin N is
good for. Exposure to nature, be it through a stroll, looking at pictures,
sitting outside on a quiet street looking at a potted tree or laying down on a
blanket in a park, it increases the senses and higher work productivity. A study at the University of Michigan
demonstrated that after an hour of interaction with nature, memory performance
and attention spans improved by 20 percent. Another research showed a 5 per
cent boost in creativity for people who immersed themselves in nature for a few
days. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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whatever forms you can find and get your weekly dose of Vitamin N. You will be feeling
rejuvenated, refreshed and ready to take on the next task at hand and feel more
successful in all aspects. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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nature educator with <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/"><span style="color: #389eb8;">Nature’s Backpack</span></a> in the Halton Region.
Through her understanding and knowledge of the natural environment, she leads children
and families into the thrilling and unknown mysteries of nature. Through her
programs, children are offered various opportunities to learn about their
environment, move in it with ease, grow confident, increase social skills,
motor skills, balanced lifestyle and foster community connections.</span><span style="color: #2e2e2e; font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I love telling stories. Most favourite one is why I started <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">Nature's Backpack</a>, because back then, I was a teacher assistant by day and make-up artist by night and on weekends. Both jobs I really enjoyed and thought I was living my passion.<br />
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It wasn't until I took the nursery school children to a local conservation area when I realized that a bigger purpose was waiting for me.<br />
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Nature has always been important, and I understood that we, as humans, are part of the whole circle of life. Having a background and education in environmental sciences gave me the foundation and understanding of ecology and the benefit nature has in our lives.<br />
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I knew that people were not going outside as much, but I didn't fully appreciate this until that day.<br />
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As we were waiting for everyone to arrive, the children were sitting on a bench while the parents were chatting in the hall. That is when I heard it.... a piercing scream from a little girl. When I turned around, I saw that she was swatting a fly... a common housefly and screaming "It's going to bite me!"<br />
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It didn't stop there. When we walked outside with our nature interpreter (whom I worked with in the past many times) took us to the nearby pond. A frog leaped out in-front of us and I was expecting the children to run and try to catch it... one child tried, but the parent quickly squashed the curiosity and told the child not to touch it.<br />
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WHAT!!!!<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BwkH-VrVkuY/UQaxmuzMYBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/FDXsT1qek9c/s1600/IMG_2234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BwkH-VrVkuY/UQaxmuzMYBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/FDXsT1qek9c/s200/IMG_2234.JPG" width="200" /></a>The rest of the time, I was keen to hear how this outing was going to go and was shocked. Shocked at the fear and the misunderstanding of nature these people had. When I went home that day, I went on the internet and found <a href="http://richardlouv.com/">Richard Louv</a>, who wrote the book <a href="http://richardlouv.com/books/last-child/"><i>"Last Child in the Woods"</i></a>. He called this disconnection Nature Deficit Disorder (NDD). I bought his book and read it through, shaking my head in agreement throughout.<br />
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I felt I had to do something... even if it was small. And I did just that. I started a free family hike and called it Nature's Backpack. The goal was to get people out into nature with a guide, model free curiosity and play outdoors and hopefully inspire families to go outside on their own and explore nature.<br />
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Through feedback from families and further research in nature connection, I wanted to take Nature's Backpack further. Connection to nature is powerful and through nature children will develop confidence, a sense of place, ownership of their surroundings, connection and love for nature and all living things, compassion, a sense of self, not to mention the physical attributes of being active outside. Studies show that when people spend time outdoors, they are more creative, focused, less stressed, happier, grounded, and calmer. If you are interested in this research, visit <a href="http://www.childrenandnature.org/documents/C118/">Children and Nature Network</a>.<br />
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It all started with the observation of the disconnect from nature, but has turned into a mission of rebuilding our culture and communities through connecting to nature, to each other and to thyself.<br />
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Starting with our children, mentoring them to learn through their own passion to learn, to be curious about that frog, plant, tree or animal, to ask questions and to put your best guess forward. To bring out the gifts within each child and nurture it. In doing so, guide them into knowing who they truly are and where their place is in the world.<br />
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Nature's Backpack is more than a program for children, it is a life long journey from birth to teens that guides and nurtures our children to build better communities and culture. It is about regenerating our culture, and building in the attributes of well rounded adults connected to their surroundings.<br />
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It is my passion and mission in life and one I do everyday through learning more skills and knowledge to pass along to the future generation.<br />
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It is the why behind Nature's Backpack and I do hope to see you on one of the hikes, programs or hear about how this has inspired you to do something similar.<br />
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<b><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">Nature's Backpack</a> has new programs coming in April, Oaks and Acorns (birth to 3), Wild Things (after school program 5-9), Chicks in the Sticks (girls club 9-14) and our popular program Young Explorers (3-5) </span></i></b><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-64755437971567812612013-01-14T12:56:00.002-08:002013-01-15T06:26:25.343-08:00Success in Failure (Guest Blog)<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I met Michael McCarthy last year at the <a href="http://www.headwatersgathering.ca/">Headwater's Gathering</a> at the Kimbercote Farm, ON. We connected and became friends right away through our love for all things nature and working with kids. That following summer, I had the honour to work along with Micheal at <a href="http://www.pineproject.org/">The P.I.N.E. Project.</a> Michael is a natural mentor and nature educator for our youth, engaging them with his enthusiasm and patience. I learned a lot from him and continue to do so. The life skills learned are usually hidden with the type of mentoring Michael does, and it is through example that the true lessons are taught. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Here is a story of a time when Michael taught a valuable lesson about failure, working with the <a href="http://www.pineriverinstitute.com/welcome.html">Pine River Institute</a>. I will let him tell you the rest of the story....</i></span><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G7eRxOT-74s/UPRwHJOyUqI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TNZOXUcC7RE/s1600/bow_drill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G7eRxOT-74s/UPRwHJOyUqI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TNZOXUcC7RE/s320/bow_drill.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>A True Story told by Michael McCarthy</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"><i>The success in failure, or, how to celebrate when things don't go as planned. </i></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">On Thursday night I spent an hour preparing a beautiful fire and getting my bow drill kit prepped. This was for a nighttime bonfire for 50 grade 6/7 students who were on a 3 day school trip at Mansfield outdoor centre. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">When the time came, I led them all to the unlit bonfire and proceeded to perform a most spirited and dramatic telling of how coyote stole fire. I rocked it and had the kids in the palm of my hand. I moved to my bow drill kit, getting one of the kids to shine a light on me. I have done this hundreds of times. First try - no coal. Second try - just a thin wisp of smoke. I ask the kids to look up and note the fog covering the stars and how the dampness would impede the lighting. 8 mins go by. Kids were chanting my name, telling me not to quit. I finally put the bow down, sweat pouring off my face, my body spent. I almost cried. I lit some birch bark with a lighter and we gave thanks for fire together. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">I thought I had failed them and lost my status as the 'bush-man'.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">One of the teachers came up afterwards and thanked me for showing them how to try my best and for modeling that its okay to fail. She said that she noticed how much the boys looked up to me and how failing really gave them a great gift: being a man means not being perfect, and being humble enough to dance with the great mystery of life - where things don't always go as planned. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Letting these words in, I really had to move past my bruised ego and rest in the fact that coyote had been present all along, teaching me that failure can contain hidden jewels - but only if my heart is receptive enough to see.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: x-small; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"><b><i>It is through these types of teachings and role modeling that our youth are taught to be confident with who they are, to take risks, fail and learn. Through programs at Nature's Backpack, our youth are giving opportunities to do just that. <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">www.naturesbackpack.ca</a></i></b></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-70101740866594439622012-12-26T05:01:00.002-08:002012-12-26T05:01:33.237-08:00Warm When Wet
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt;">When
running outdoor programs for children, educating people on how to dress for the
weather is an important role. As a friend of mine that runs an outdoor
playgroup in Toronto, <a href="http://www.activekidsclub.com/">ActivekidsClub</a>, always says, <i>“there is no such thing as
bad weather, just bad clothing”</i> and on Christmas day, it was brought home to me
just how true that </span><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Scandinavian</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt;"> proverb is. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt;">A
fun game of hockey had left us all exhausted and sleepy, especially from a full
tummy of yummy Christmas treats. After a quick power nap, I decided I would
enjoy the solace and take a walk by myself and take some photos. I left a note
as to where I was going and put on my fleece pants and wool socks, big winter
boots that feel like pillows on my feet, my jacket, and headed out into the
winter wonderland. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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find some wonderful snow covered objects to take pictures of and I then hear
voices behind me. The first people I have seen since I have come up here for
the holidays. So I waited for them to catch up, introduce myself and continue
walking with them deep in conversation about the holidays, family, cottage life
and the lot. New friends were made and I said my farewells when we came upon
the local smelt fishing spot. The place where the lake empties into a shallow
creek and the vistas are worthy of my novice camera photo shooting. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mice tracks in the snow. Very cool how they zig zag in the snow and disappear
in the subnivean world. As I get up, I see the water seeping up into the snow,
and think, I better not walk too much further, and the ice is thin here. From
my experience in this creek, I know it isn’t too deep, but don’t take any chances,
the water will still be very cold. You never know, there could be a deep spot
right below me. So I make my way back. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I climb up the bank, I look back and notice interesting tracks in the middle of
the creek just a bit further up. I can’t make out what it is even looking
through my zoom lens and wonder what they are. They look like something is
dragging behind it; in-between the paw prints… a beaver, muskrat, and river
otter? I had to find out. But looked out and made the call that walking out
there was too dangerous.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
I looked around though, I noticed that perhaps if I stayed on the banks, I
could get a closer look. So moved myself along the banks of the creek to get a
closer look. Concentrating on where the tracks are, I stepped off the bank onto
the creek and broke through the ice and fell into the freezing water up to my
thigh. The biting cold water filled my boot quickly and soaked through my
fleece pants. Not the nicest words came out of my mouth. Not because I fell
through, but because I wouldn’t be able to get closer to find out what those
tracks were- another day perhaps. But being about 30 minutes away from my
cottage, I decided I better not take a chance with being wet and head home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I climbed back onto the road my leg becomes extremely cold, but I notice that
my feet were ok. Thank goodness I put on my wool socks today, the one thing
that is keeping my leg from freezing. So I pull my fleece pants out of my
boots, sopping wet with icy cold water, unzip the leg and pull up my wool socks
as far as they go and continue to walk. Thinking, my feet are going to be so
frigging cold by the time I get back. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt;">As
I head down our steep hill to my cottage, I realize that my pant leg and boot
are frozen, but my feet are still relatively warm. Wool really does keep you
warm even when wet. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I take my boots off, I give thanks to my wool socks that kept my legs and feet
warm on the journey. I dump out the icy cold water and wait for my boots to
thaw so that I can take the insoles out to dry. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I
will be investing in some wool pants next time I go into town. There is an army
surplus store in town that has them. Today, I am very thankful for wool. It really
does keep you warm… even when it is wet. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><b><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">To find out more about Nature's Backpack programs for children ages 3-14, please visit our web page <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">www.naturesbackpack.ca</a></span></i></b></span></div>
<!--EndFragment-->Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-8986409965466422132012-12-12T07:17:00.001-08:002012-12-12T07:17:14.142-08:00Gratitude Challenge Day 14 - Last one!The last day of the Gratitude Challenge! Wow! It has been a great 2 weeks and I hope you have enjoyed it along with me.<br />
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<i>In reflection, I have noticed that I give thanks and gratitude more easily and frequently than in the past. Something that I will be taking with me for the rest of my days. It won't stop here. I may not write about it every day for you all, but it definately is now part of my every day routine. </i></div>
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<i>It has really opened up my awareness as well, to open up to more than just myself and the people immediately in my circle. Perhaps it is because I am outside in nature more consitently that I see more wildlife, and understand it more, I am not sure, but I feel gratitude to the lessons I have learned.</i></div>
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<i>I also find that when I start to feel sad, I can trace it back a little easier, let it flow and start the healing process, or can start to feel grateful for it or something that is in my life and feel a little better. Most of all, I feel happier. </i></div>
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<i>Thank you for joining me on my Gratitude Challenge for the past 2 weeks. I have really enjoyed sharing my journey with you and hearing about yours. </i></div>
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Today, look at the list and give thanks to each one. You have been practicing giving thanks for almost 2 weeks now. It comes easy for me.<br />
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Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/9RWBs/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_13.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 13 (click)</a> - enjoy!<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you to all the people who are in my life, who support me, cheer me up when I need it and give me hugs when they greet me. For their honesty, their mentoring and guidance and to my ancestors who have paved the way for me to be who I am today. To guide me still from the world of mystery between life and death.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you earth, for providing us structure and weather and seasons and day and night. To unify us all together</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you Water for quenching our thirst every day, and to bring the lushness to the world when you fall from the sky.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you plants, for providing us with many different kinds of food, flowers to gaze upon and grasses to lay upon. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you animals, for showing us how we can do things better, with grace and honour. And for providing us with food to eat to sustain our own lives.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you Trees for providing us the oxygen we breath, for giving us shade and fun through climbing.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you birds, for your beauty of flight thrills me deep and to hear your songs warms my heart.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you wind, for you spread seeds and bring weather around the world, and allow us to fly kites and bond with our families.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank you moon, when you are full you give power and light to those at night. And guide us in the darkness.<br />Thank you sun, for you warm our earth and bodies, allowing many chemical reactions to occur in all life. You also offer beautiful sunrises and sun sets.<br />Thank you stars for offing stories from the past, to helping us navigate and to ignite imagination in wishes and dreams.<br />Thank you to creativity
in our lives, without it we would never have music, art, and stories. Through all of this we are individuals that have beautiful things to share.<br />Thank you to the Universe & The Future Generations, for the world is open to all and that our future generations will carry on our own legacies and hope we do a good job for you. </i></span></div>
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Only two more days after this one of our challenge. What a difference it is making in my life. It is becoming a habit to just stop every once and a while to be thankful. Today is a reflection on what you have done so far.<br />
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Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/PSgBs/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_12.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 12 (Click)</a> - Enjoy. <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>So today we picked our own way to give thanks, and I wanted to give thanks to people, my ancestors to be exact. You know, a lot is passed down to us through our own history and lineage. Many times our family may do things without knowing the reason why? Or how, in my family, we are artistic in drawing and sculpting. Through looking back at our lineage we found out that our ancestors were glass blowers and carvers. How interesting. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>I also try to connect myself to my ancestors. Even though I am not on the same soil as they are, I can still feel I can connect to them through prayer and fire. I have had many powerful moments in the last few months where I have called upon them to help me or a friend through something and they usually answer. Whether it is through tears you shed, or gratitude and compassion to others, I have felt them. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>So I hope to go back to where my ancestors are and learn a little more about them. Have you traced your lineage? Do you have something in your family that has been passed down? A Heirloom or a tradition? I would love to hear it. </i></span></div>
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My friends know that I look for an excuse to go for a walk. It is crisp outside and the wind is picking up, but get bundled up and I am ready to go. Enjoy this day as you walk outside and give thanks. Look for the small things.<br />
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Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/4iPXs/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_11.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 11 (Click)</a> - Enjoy!<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">As I walked to my sit spot, I had to keep reminding myself to stop and give thanks. Did you find the same? But when I did, I found a lot to thank. For starters, the ground was really wet, and I gave thanks to my hiking boots. As old as they are, and even though duct tape is keeping them together at the moment, they kept my feet dry. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">I then found coyote tracks and this time there looked to be more than one track. I always enjoy seeing them and gave thanks for there presence here in a suburban area. They keep our mouse and rabbit population in balance and the rabbit do them. I followed them all the way to the entrance to the forest and then followed the animal trails to my sit spot. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">On my way to my spot, I found another pigeon (I think it is) that was eaten by something. Gave thanks to it as it gave up its life to sustain another and kept a feather to remember it by. It is a white feather with a black tip... looks like it was dipped in black ink. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">As I sat at my sit spot, I gave thanks to the people in my life. The people who I have really connected to in the last few months and how blessed I am to have them. I also gave thanks to my ancestors, who are mostly in England and they answered my prayers for a friend. So thankful for that. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">As I walked back, I realized, that I do indeed have a lot of great things in my life, and a lot to be grateful for. Wow!</span></i></div>
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<span id="goog_1648455980"></span><span id="goog_1648455981"></span>This challenge is I feel difficult, because you have to look inward at yourself. Sometimes that can be scarey. And were we not taught not to me high on ourselves? Well, sometimes I think we need to be more high on ourselves and give ourselves more credit.<br />
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So have fun with it, here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/Bo3Os/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_10.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 10 (click)</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Wow, this was hard at first, but then it really flowed. I guess doing this a few times in the last year has taught me how to look inward. So here it goes. </i></span></div>
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This is an amazing experience. I remember walking through the forest at night, barefoot and blindfolded. What an amazing, character building experience. For today, I really encourage you to give this a try. Your senses will come alive! And really give you a different way of experience gratitude and awareness. <br />
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Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/NRgxs/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_9.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 9 (click)</a>. Have fun with it!<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>How did you do? I love using other senses than the dominant sight. It really got me out of my comfort zone. During my 10 minutes of gratitude blindfolded, I decided to do a sense meditation, starting with my sight and then moving into my hearing, smelling, touching and tasting. Then I blindfolded myself. Then gratitude for my sight was overwhelming. I gave thanks to my eyes, that I could see beutiful things, the sunset, the sunrise, the birds and my family. Then as I settled, I started to give thanks for all my other senses. I got up and started to just walk around a bit blindfolded and gave thanks for the earth and the senses in my barefeet as my feet and my sense of touch guided me past pine cones, walnuts and branches that could hurt my feet. It was an experience that always has me feeling different gratitude. </i></span></div>
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Today, take a moment to give thanks for the things in the world. To start from the sky and work your way down to the earth. To give thanks for the birds that fly in the sky, the air you breath down to the ground you walk on that gives nourishment to the food you eat. Take a moment to reflect on the things you have been thankful for so far and track how it is making you feel. <br /><br />Have a great day of gratitude.<br />
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Today started as a tough emotional day, but as I think of my gratitude for the day, I am lifted in spirits. We all have those kinds of days and I allow myself to have them as a lot of healing can happen through grief. I am thankful though that it usually doesn't last long as I am finding it easier to find the things to be grateful for each day.<br />
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So you ready for day 7? I have been enjoying your emails you have been sharing with me. Keep it up. Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/Gq65s/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_7.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 7</a> (click).<br />
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<i>At first I was hearing a lot of agitation with people and not a lot of thankfulness. I was one of them. But then as I started to change my own feelings and thinking of what I was thankful for, I began to hear it. </i></div>
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<i style="color: #0c343d;">I heard thanks come from friends on social media for sharing ideas, contacts and a joke here and there. I heard a woman giving thanks to a man who held the door open. I heard children saying thanks to each other. And I heard thanks given to teachers, professionals for advice, mentorship. And last night, while meeting new people doing great things, give thanks for the hard work, passing of a business card and giving gratitude for doing what they are doing. Was great to hear it from other people.</i><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Coming in 2013, we have <b>Young Explorers</b> program for 3-5 year olds, <b>After School Program</b> for 5-9 year olds, and <b>Chicks in the Sticks</b>, a girls outdoor club for 9-14 year olds. For more information visit <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">http://www.naturesbackpack.ca</a></span><br />
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Have you started feeling more grateful during the day. To see the great things that are going on around you? It is becoming easier to feel that gratitude isn't it? It is a mild day today, dampness in the air, with a slight breeze that allows the geese to glide into their V-formation. I will look forward to watching the birds dance and sing at my sit spot today.<br />
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Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/5JSL6/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_6.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 6 (click)</a>. Look forward to getting back together with you all.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Today, I felt humbled as I walked through the fields, mud clinging to my boots and each step getting heavier and heavier. I thought of the animals and how they do it, how do they go through the mud and not get it caked on their paws and hooves. So then I gave thanks to the weather today. Thanks for showing me how easy I have it, that I can stay in my house when the weather isn't nice and stay warm and dry. And that the animals endure the storms, the cold and the rain. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>As I sat under my spruce tree, I was thankful for the full branches as they kept most of the rain off me. Then I watched the geese fly by, appreciating the honking to each other, like they are building each other's spirits to keep going. Then a smaller bird with faster wings flapping sped by and noticed the ducks have migrated in for a stop over to our pond. How do they all fit on this little pond? As I watched them fly faster than the geese, I enjoyed watching them all fly together, like dancing in the sky. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>And one last thanks I would like to share. And that is to the rain. Many people don't appreciate the rain, but I am thankful for it fills our ponds, our aquifers and rivers so that our overwintering friends will be protected during the cold freezing winter months. So thank you. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Coming in 2013, we have <b>Young
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for 9-14 year olds. For more information visit <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">http://www.naturesbackpack.ca</a></span> <br />
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Today will be an interesting one. Giving gratitude to people in your life. In the past year, I have learned how to communicate better with the people in my life, to be forthright and honest, and accept people where they are in their own life. The biggest lesson I have learned is to be open to other's opinions, that it is ok to disagree and most times a lot of knowledge and learning comes from it. The biggest gift I have been given though, is the gift of friendship... that I treasure dearly.<br />
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I look forward to hearing about your gratitude for the people in your life today. Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/Guo56/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_5.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 5 (click)</a>. Have fun<br />
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<i style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d;">I am very blessed when it comes to people in my corner. The people who are always there for me, no matter what, my family. I remember going through a tough crisis and my dad flew all the way from England to be with me and help me through it. So grateful for that. I also remember my freinds always being there for me when I need that shoulder to cry on, or someone to tell me straight what I need to hear and not what I want to hear. I am grateful for their honesty and love. And to the strangers who have helped me as well. To a couple with the same names as myself and my husband, who found my purse and returned it, money and all. To the stranger on the highway that told us our wheel was smoking on our trailer and we pulled over just in time before our wheel fell off. They are all around us, supporting and helping us. For that I give thanks. I hope you can all join me in that.</i><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Coming in 2013, we have <b>Young
Explorers</b> program for 3-5 year olds, <b>After School Program</b> for
5-9 year olds, and <b>Chicks in the Sticks</b>, a girls outdoor club
for 9-14 year olds. For more information visit <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">http://www.naturesbackpack.ca</a></span> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-44641434416015957022012-12-02T08:26:00.005-08:002012-12-02T13:21:28.921-08:00Gratitude Challenge Day 4<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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How is it going? Are you feeling good? I am always surprised by some of the feelings that are provoked when I sit and give thanks to various things. Yesterday was a surprise for me. For today, take 10 minutes and enjoy today <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/LEJ16/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_4.htm">Gratitude Challenge (click).</a> Enjoy.<br />
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<i>Today on my way to my sit spot, I noticed new holes from an animal. I wondered who made them and looked for tracks. Gave thanks to my eyes for observing it and look forward to figuring out the hole mystery. As I walked closer to my sit spot. I felt a sudden urge of excitement. A feeling of giddy and joy welled up inside of me. Not sure where it came from, but I acknowledged it and let it flow through me. It was a wonderful feeling. As I scanned the forest before I walked in as I always do, there was a scent in the air that was new. It smelled musty and I thought perhaps the coyote is near by, or was earlier today. It made my senses sharper as I tried to see what other scents I could smell, but that was the most powerful one. </i></div>
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<i>As I settled in to my spot under a spruce tree, I closed my eyes. I could hear the geese honking away and flying. I heard the jay with their "jay, jay" call and in the far distance to the NW of me, I could faintly hear the red tailed hawk. I kept my eyes closed and gave thanks for all I could sense, feel, smell and hear. Then I fell asleep. </i></div>
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<i style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d;">When I awoke, I decided to take a different way back out of my forest sit spot. Looking for a walnut shell that the flying squirrels leave behind. They make a great conversation piece and wanted one for my friend. Instead I found 100s of white and a few black feathers. A bird had been eaten and found part of its carcass. I then gave thanks to this bird, for it gave up its life to sustain another. Sang a short song for it to rest in peace. A great day that was filled with a lot of gratitude and thanks. </i><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Coming in 2013, we have <b>Young Explorers</b> program for 3-5 year olds, <b>After School Program</b> for 5-9 year olds, and <b>Chicks in the Sticks</b>, a girls outdoor club for 9-14 year olds. For more information visit <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">http://www.naturesbackpack.ca</a></span><br />
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We got about an inch of snow last night. The first snowball fight of the year started when my husband opened the door, grabbed a hand-full of snow and threw the first one at me. Yes it was inside! That was it, we all grabbed our coats, boots, hats and mitts and ran outside for the traditional snowball fight kickoff. Was so much fun! Feeling thankful for that snow right now.<br />
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We are on day 3 of our challenge, how is it going? Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/9sFn6/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_3.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 3 (click)</a>. Keep sharing.<br />
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<i>Today was a mix feeling day, as I thought of family members and friends. I was giving thanks to my family, as spread out across the globe as we are, we are still family and we will always support and love each other. The feelings were of gratitude, thankful and sadness. Sadness? Why was I feeling sad at being grateful for my family? Perhaps because we are so far apart and when I look at other families, I see how lucky they are to live so close together. I embraced this sadness and gave thanks to it. It allowed me to inner track my feelings and where it was coming from. </i></div>
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<i>Then I turned my thoughts to my friends. To the ones that are no longer part of my life and to the ones who have stayed with me and to the new friends I have made in the last year. Thinking about them, I realized that they all have taught me one thing or another and gave thanks for their support, their arguments and their love. And as I look at the people whom I met online and have yet to meet, I give thanks to them and for the opportunity to meet them in the future. </i></div>
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What kind of feelings were provoked for you? I was surprised by a lot of my feelings, were you?<br />
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<i style="background-color: #e3f6d5; font-family: Arial,Tahoma,Helvetica,FreeSans,sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Coming in 2013, we have <b>Young Explorers</b> program for 3-5 year olds, <b>After School Program</b> for 5-9 year olds, and <b>Chicks in the Sticks</b>, a girls outdoor club for 9-14 year olds. For more information, visit<a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/" style="color: #315312; text-decoration: none;">http://www.naturesbackpack.ca</a>. </span></i>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-85681288386570005952012-11-30T06:07:00.000-08:002012-11-30T09:35:28.326-08:00Day 2 - Gratitude Challenge<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcGgbi2Barc/UGuAtIdOirI/AAAAAAAAAWM/bt-0-GgVfK0/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcGgbi2Barc/UGuAtIdOirI/AAAAAAAAAWM/bt-0-GgVfK0/s200/photo.JPG" width="200" /></a>So how did yesterday go? Did you spend 10 minutes reflecting all that you are thankful for? I don't know about you, but it felt great to think positive and give thanks.<br />
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Here is <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/FR9n6/h/Gratitude_Challenge_Day_2.htm">Day 2- Gratitude Challenge (click)</a>. I look forward to your emails, posts and comments.<br />
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Have great day and see you tonight.<br />
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<i><b style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d;">Today my mind was focused on the question for today. What are you thankful for in regard to the season change of Autumn to Winter. A true test for today as the wind was very cold. I put on my long johns and head out to my sit spot. As I walked across the field, I watched over 100 Canadian Geese take off and form thier groups of half hazard V's. And I noticed that they are getting better at their formations. Before they were just a clumb, now you can see the formation. So I am thankful for the insticts of the Canadian Goose, to practice everyday with its family and fly South for the Winter. I wonder when they will go. </b></i><br />
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<i><b style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d;">As I settled in to my spot, I noticed not a lot of movement in the forest. It was windy and it was cold. But the little birds that were most active were the Juncos and the Black Capped Chickadees. I enjoyed watching the white flash as the Juncos flew from ground to branch and back down. The Black Capped Chickadee that visited me today. So I am grateful for the changes of the birds that occur in this changing of season. And I am thankful for the settling down and thinking of warmth and gatherings of friends and families this time of year. And I am thankful for that hot cup of coffee that was waiting for me when I got home. </b></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Coming in 2013, we have <b>Young
Explorers</b> program for 3-5 year olds, <b>After
School Program</b> for 5-9 year olds, and
<b>Chicks in the Sticks</b>, a girls
outdoor club for 9-14 year olds.
For more information, visit <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">http://www.naturesbackpack.ca</a>. </i></span>
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I am taking a field naturalist course called <a href="http://wildernessawareness.org/kamana/">Kamana</a>. It teaches nature awareness and increases your library of local flora and fauna. A great course that encompasses the whole mind body and soul into nature connection.<br />
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One of the great teachings in this course is to give thanks. Thanks from the heavens to the soil beneath your feet. Kamana offered a Gratitude Challenge at the beginning of the month and sad to say, I didn't do all of it. So I have challenged myself to do it on my own and wanted to invite anyone else who would like to join in. Everyday I will share my gratitude with you and if you so feel inclined you can share yours too in the comment boxes, or even email it to me if you like. Or you can share your own blog about your gratitude. Whichever way you would like to participate. You can even be a silent gratitdude challenger.<br />
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So here is the first <a href="http://archive.aweber.com/gratitude2012/IrUH6/h/Welcome_to_the_Gratitude.htm">Gratitude Challenge Day 1</a>. At the end of the day I will enter my thoughts. Enjoy.<br />
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The first day of Gratitude and it was great to get outside and just reflect on this question today. To check in and reflect on all the great things going on in my life. It didn't take long, I have so much to be grateful for. First thing I thought of was all the amazing opportunities that are presenting themselves to me for my business and for personal growth. Opportunities to write articles and guest blogs and to be asked my advice on hikes and how to start one. Another is the friends and family I have in my life. In the last year I have met some amazing people who have become dear to me and I really treasure their friendship. And my family whom I know I can always count on. I am also very grateful for my sitspot, it teaches me so much about nature, and gives me an opportunity to reflect and do some inner tracking on things that bother me, why and what to do. When to let something go and when I should stand up and fight. And about the trees, the plants and bird language, all taught while going or at my sit spot. And lastly, I am grateful for the courage to take a chance and do what I love the most, working with children and teaching them about nature. I found once I started listing off the things to be thankful for, my list is long. For that I am most grateful, that I have so much to be grateful for. And with that, I will hold on to for the days when I may not feel so thankful and remember this day. </h4>
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Coming in 2013, we have <b>Young
Explorers</b> program for 3-5 year olds, <b>After
School Program</b> for 5-9 year olds, and
<b>Chicks in the Sticks</b>, a girls
outdoor club for 9-14 year olds.
For more information, visit <a href="http://www.naturesbackpack.ca/">http://www.naturesbackpack.ca</a>.
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04830690796044952986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428562039855248530.post-27189013388025109992012-11-20T10:52:00.000-08:002012-11-21T15:19:31.738-08:00Nature IS Important to our Children<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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Children and nature, it is two words that go together. Yet,
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The build a sense of self, through playing, balancing on
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mentally. Through activities and play, nature offers possibilities to control
and master, to manipulate loose parts in nature and learn different ways of
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renegotiate the obstacles on the path (or off it), to learn the changes in the
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In the end a resilient child is raised into an unknown
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Uncertainty is built through the questioning process and this is where our
children build confidence in themselves and decisions they make. To learn
through play and manipulation and find answers to those questions. It is
through play and testing that creativity is encouraged to come up with ideas,
concepts and innovation. A child is
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDnGdNfzh7g/UKJvppbHKtI/AAAAAAAAAYY/zsJLrE-VSbs/s1600/IMG_2190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDnGdNfzh7g/UKJvppbHKtI/AAAAAAAAAYY/zsJLrE-VSbs/s200/IMG_2190.jpg" width="149" /></a><span style="text-align: center;">It had been awhile since I had the chance to go to
my sit spot. My spot out in nature where I reflect use my senses and explore
nature. Today, I decided, after my amazing weekend with <a href="http://8shields.com/">Jon Young</a>, I needed to
anchor myself and just be with nature. </span></div>
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As I walk towards my spot, the cornfields have been
harvested and look at all the remaining cobs on the ground that the animals had
eaten. I was looking for tracks, but they were mostly washed away from the
morning rain. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I decided to turn off my brain, I usually bring my
phone with me, but this time I made sure it stayed home. I didn't want any
distractions. I followed that inner voice as to where I should sit, and I was
drawn to the other side of the 200 paces circle I usually sit at. I passed the
big walnut tree and then past the tall towering spruce tree to a pair of
smaller spruce trees with a fallen tree beside it with raspberry canes growing
over it and some bushes. I will have to find out what kind of bush it is. <o:p></o:p></div>
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As I walk closer I startle a flock of morning
doves. There were about 20 of them that shot up into the trees from the ground
and near by trees. My presence is announced and so I settle in with my back on
the spruce tree and I sit and wait for the forest to calm back to its original
peace. <o:p></o:p></div>
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in a comfortable position so I can stay still and stay warm at the same time. I
should have brought full mitts, so I squeeze my fingers between my legs to keep
warm. I start my sense meditation and in the crisp cool air, I hear the little
coos of the doves as they flutter from branch to branch and hear a "chew-teepee"
call of a bird beside me that I can't find. Using just my eyes to search where
the call is coming from, I can't quite find it. Then blue jays fill the air
with a "jay, jay" call. I am feeling there is so much action going on
I can't decide whom to watch: the doves, the jays, find out who is making that
noise? So I calm again, and unfocused my eyes so that I can see all around me,
in my peripheral and listen with my ears to the sounds around me and just take
it all in. To stop thinking of what I am seeing and just absorb. <o:p></o:p></div>
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In the corner of my eye I see movement up a tree
and follow that movement to a gray squirrel following a black one. It is like
they are playing follow the leader with the gray one always following. Then
another black one cuts in-between them and now it is three of them following
the leader. This new squirrel jumps to another tree with the second black one
about to follow when you can see he rethinks that jump. Second black squirrel
takes a different route and follows. The gray squirrel patiently waits for them
to come back down. <o:p></o:p></div>
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All the while, I am noticing the morning doves are
a little edgy. Some of them on the outskirts of the forest fly further in to
the forest. I wait to see why, but nothing is revealed. I lose track of the
squirrels and just settle in and turn my head to look into the bushes. I hear a
dove moving to the North of me and turn my head. There, 5 feet from me, my eyes
meet with a beautiful morning dove. We look at each other, and then she is off.
It was too close for her comfort. </div>
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Then, I hear a little russelling and notice
one of the black squirrels had made its way over to where I was sitting and it
was looking for nuts/seeds. I remain as still as possible. Not moving even
though my nose started to itch. (Doesn’t that always happen)? It comes closer
and closer to me until it is about 5 feet away from me when it stops dead in
its tracks. Eyes big looking at me. I am out of place. It knew that I was not supposed
to be there and it jumps back. But it is very curious and comes back towards me
again. All I was thinking was, this is very cool if it will come right up to me
and think of me as part of the tree. And then thought, hope it doesn't bite me.
LOL<o:p></o:p></div>
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So it starts to flick its tail and make a small
quiet chip sound as it inspects me. I remain still, not moving anything but my
eyes. Does it notice my eyes? It slowly makes its way to the spruce tree beside
me and gets to a higher advantage point where it started to make grunting and
kissing noises at me. I can no longer see it in my peripheral so I switch to
using my ears. I am picturing it sitting on the trunk of the tree looking at
me, flicking it tails making those noises. In the corner of my other eye, I see
another squirrel that has come to it's friend's aid to keep an eye on me and is
20 feet in another tree looking at me and flicking its tail. This goes on for
15 minutes. The black squirrel, I have now named George for his curiosity, had
climbed up the spruce tree I am leaning against and is above my head. I see the
hanging branch above me move and I think... oh my... it is going to climb on my
head. But it doesn't. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Instead the forest bursts in action as almost 50
morning doves all take flight at once and fly to the other side of the forest.
The burst of energy makes me want to fly, but I remain motionless to see what
caused it. The squirrel gets bored of me and heads off on his regular routine
and that is when I see the cause of the alarm.... a large bird flies in front
of me, about 20 feet onto a lower branch. It is about the size of a crow, maybe
a bit bigger. I don't have my glasses on so can't make out details. So you are
the one who sent off the alarm with the morning doves... so what are you? What
kind of raptor are you? You have a white breast with black speckles... can't
really make out a band, but that really doesn't mean anything. Your hooked beak
and majestic stance on the branch as you look away doesn't really give too much
away. Then it looks to the East and takes off and I see a bright red tail!
Whoooo, my friend has returned! Buteo is back! <o:p></o:p></div>
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The forest returns to a quiet calm and I decide it
is time I head back home. Thankful for all I had experienced today and the gift
of all the encounters. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Until next time, I hope to connect with George
again and see Buteo again. </div>
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join me in my sense meditation. What is a sense meditation you ask? Well it is
where you focus on each of your senses one by one adding them to the
next. </div>
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First
you start with your sight, since it is the most dominant one we use. Focusing
on a spot in front of you and slowly bring your awareness to above, below, to
the left and to the right, without moving your eyes. Using your peripheral
vision. Then you use your hearing, listening all around you to all the sounds
you hear. Then you pair it up to your sight awareness. </div>
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Once
you feel comfortable with that, you add your sense of touch, feeling the wind,
the bugs that land on you, where the wind is coming, or the sun hitting your
skin. Adding that to the other senses until you feel comfortable. </div>
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The
last sense is the sense of smell, breathing in deeply and noticing what you are
smelling, the trees, the car that passes by, the dirt etc. As you are aware of
the different smells, you add it to the rest. With all your senses on fire, you
open up and use all of them together for as long as you want. </div>
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With
my daughter, it wasn't very long, but she did the sense meditation for about 10
minutes. Pretty good for a child. Then she wanted to play in the cornfields. So
we ran walked out of our spot into the cornfields and started making our way
home. </div>
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I
asked her questions like what she is hearing, how she would know the way home.
Since it was getting dark, what markers would she use to tell her which way was
home. And to my proud mommy moment, she answered "the street lights and
the trees.... and the sun going down" Such a smart girl. </div>
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As
we came out of the second last field of corn, my daughter lets out a blood-curdling
scream that she cut her leg... then that something was in her pants!!!
WHAT!!!.... She yells, "It's a FROG!!!!! AAAAAA it is scratching me and
biting me! It running up and down my leg! Get my pants off!!!!"</div>
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feeding off her terror and as I am trying frantically to pull her pants off,
this THING, whatever it was, was running up and down her leg. I am now assuming
it was a mouse. </div>
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As
we got out of the long grass and onto the edge of the cornfield, and safe from
the running up and down animal in her pants, we both started to laugh.
"Well that was terrifying!" my daughter says to me. And I reply
"That brings the whole sense mediation to a whole new level! Manifesting
the sense of touch..." </div>
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We
are laughing now about it. Luckily, it hasn't deterred her and she asked to do
it again tomorrow... minus the mouse in the pant leg. </div>
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