Etsy

An online marketplace for selling and buying all things handmade!

It's like shopping at the artists market, but from your own home. I discovered the website just in time for Christmas and along with my trip to Blue Banana Market in Toronto, have managed to get almost everyone on my list home made gifts.


Every morning, when we wake up, we have twenty-four brand-new hours to live. What a precious gift! We have the capacity to live in a way that these twenty-four hours will bring peace, joy, and happiness to ourselves and others.

Peace is present right here and now, in ourselves and in everything we do and see. The Question is whether or not we are in touch with it. We don't have to travel far away to enjoy the blue sky. We don't have to leave our city or even our neighborhood to enjoy the eyes of a beautiful child. Even the air we breathe can be a source of joy.

We can smile, breathe, walk, and eat our meals in a way that allows us to be in touch with the abundance of happiness that is available. We are very good at preparing to live, but not very good at living. We know how to sacrifice ten years for a diploma, and we are willing to work very hard to get a job, a car, a house, and so on. But we have difficulty remembering that we are alive at the present moment, the only moment there is for us to be alive.

Every breath we take, every step we make, can be filled with peace, joy, and serenity. We need only to be awake, alive in the present moment. ... Thich Nhat Hanh


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Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Apartment Hunt

This morning I feel naseaus and have a bit of a headache. Not sure if it's because I jumped out of bed with only a half hour to get ready for work or my bodys way of punishing me for two nights of debauchery. I am usually up by 6 in the morning, enough time for my hour sit and then my morning coffee and often an early morning walk around the neighbourhood. It's so quiet around here in the morning. It's the only time of day where the air doesn't feel heavy. But it's not happening today.

Sunday I went to view an apartment. The building was an old victorian manor. Right along the ever-trendy Queen Street East and few steps to the boardwalk. It's funny how the neighbourhood changes by either going south of the Danforth or north of the Danforth. I'm on the north side and we are consumed with the realities of homelessness and poverty (I think there is a shelter in the immediate area), though my neighborhood is relatively free of this and more family orientated. A 15 minute walk to the other side and you are plagued with half million dollar homes with beautiful gardens and 2.5 SUV's sitting in the driveways. The first thing I noticed in the neighbourhood of the apartment is the air quality. It acutally smelt good.

The building was incredible. So much character and charm. Just steps away from a gorgeous park, wonderful stores including organic coffee shops (yum). But the apartment was incredibly small and just a $100 less than where I'm living now. The kitchen was so small - the same size as my bathroom now. No balcony. Tiny windows. I was really disappointed. I'm moving to save money and if the price was what they listed for (read the fine print! 'starting at') then I would have jumped on it.

After viewing the apartment I decided to talk a stroll along Queen Street. A 2 hour stroll actually. Note to self: do not attempt to wear in new sandals during a 2 hour stroll. My feet are killing me. I stopped into a music store and purchased a John Diamond Cd: Breakfast in Miami. Smooth jazzy piano melodies. I haven't pulled cash out of my pockets for a cd in a long time and this one was well worth it.

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