Shameless Request;
I am acting in a volunteer capacity at the moment, seeking any persons or businesses who would be willing to donate something for a fundraiser I am involved in with the L'Arche Community. The only businesses that I am approaching with this request are businesses that I and my husband, Andrew, support with our own patronage.
The fundraiser in on Nov 7th, 2009. There will be a dinner-dance / silent auction held at the Comox Rec Centre.
If you aren't familiar with L'Arche, they are an international non profit program designed to support the mentally challenged in such a way that they are able to contribute in any capacity to their community and have a sense of their self worth. They are included in every area of the mainstream of society and treated with respect and love. Such a valuable and noble cause. They do have a website if you would like more info www.larche.ca
I recognize the demands stemming from the economy and it’s effect upon all of us. If you cannot donate at this time, I completely understand. If you are able to donate, please email me or call me at 250-334-2838 and I will be happy to pick up your donation. All contributions will be gratefully accepted.
Sincerely,
Rebecca
P.S. I also have tickets available if you would like to come! They are $40 each (Charitable Donation Income Tax Receipt for $20 can be issued to ticket purchasers) Tickets are also available at Jacob's Well downtown Courtenay. The gathering is at 5:3o p.m., with dinner at 6 p.m. and dancing at 7 p.m. Live Music by The Cure-All Dance Band (15 pc orchestra)
Thank you again for your valuable time.
Sincerely,
Rebecca MacMillan
rebestwistedheirloom@me.com
250-334-2838
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Time Flies
I have noticed lately that quite a few people are counting down to Christmas. Each of them have a different reason. I like it. Shopping days left, days until another celebration that is linked by mere date to Christmas day, days until a loved one returns home, days until a Christmas holiday away, days until hosting a family dinner, sleeps until Santa, and I am sure you have your own.
With each passing year, the celebration of Christmas changes for me. Expectations alter, gifting decreases, stress lowers, self care increases, appreciation for the small things soar, recognition of what it's all about (Jesus!) becomes more important, eating gets smarter & time becomes more precious.... another list that could be endless.
Christmas, no matter what you believe about it, is the time of year that milestones seem gauged by. I am thinking of what has happened in my life between last Christmas and this one. Another endless list, I won't bore you with it in it's entirety.
The Key things?
~moving
~major surgery
~career change(s)
~family dynamics
~loss of loved ones
~weddings
~births
Some things are bigger than others on the emotional scale, but all have had a very significant impact upon my life. Yet no matter what happens, each day is an opportunity to start off fresh with a great attitude. For the most part, that is how I approach the morning. The blahs and the downs are occasional, but not the dominant. Thanks God for that!
Have you ever looked at someone and thought that they might be a little too optimistic? Was it me? (LOL) I have yet to be formally charged with this crime, but I welcome the occasion. Then I will have an opportunity to share the optimistic side of the experience!
This post is feeling a little disjointed, but I had a great urge to write, so I figure there must be something here that needs to be read by someone. Maybe I just need to get it out!
We just came back from a most incredible weekend with friends in Quatsino. If you don't know where Quatsino is, google it, because it is close to the heart of God, I am pretty sure. Fresh crab, fresh ocean air, beach combing, tons of laughter, bits of rain, fishing on the dock, sunshine for days, Steam Donkey (might want to google that too, try Surgenor Breweries) and time with great friends.
Even just to drive to Coal Harbour, it's breathtaking. Over the past 12 years I have had many, many opportunities to drive that stretch of highway. The rainy snowy times were not the most comforting, but this time of year...Oh... Heaven on earth! Sunshine, mountains, streams, rivers, colours changing, leaves falling, perfection. If you love the fall, that is a drive I recommend.
A little reflection can be a good thing, I try not to dwell in the past, but taking stock of where we are in life and how we got to this place is not a bad thing.
As summer has closed it's doors once again, and fall is upon us, I believe that Christmas is actually 94 sleeps away.
With each passing year, the celebration of Christmas changes for me. Expectations alter, gifting decreases, stress lowers, self care increases, appreciation for the small things soar, recognition of what it's all about (Jesus!) becomes more important, eating gets smarter & time becomes more precious.... another list that could be endless.
Christmas, no matter what you believe about it, is the time of year that milestones seem gauged by. I am thinking of what has happened in my life between last Christmas and this one. Another endless list, I won't bore you with it in it's entirety.
The Key things?
~moving
~major surgery
~career change(s)
~family dynamics
~loss of loved ones
~weddings
~births
Some things are bigger than others on the emotional scale, but all have had a very significant impact upon my life. Yet no matter what happens, each day is an opportunity to start off fresh with a great attitude. For the most part, that is how I approach the morning. The blahs and the downs are occasional, but not the dominant. Thanks God for that!
Have you ever looked at someone and thought that they might be a little too optimistic? Was it me? (LOL) I have yet to be formally charged with this crime, but I welcome the occasion. Then I will have an opportunity to share the optimistic side of the experience!
This post is feeling a little disjointed, but I had a great urge to write, so I figure there must be something here that needs to be read by someone. Maybe I just need to get it out!
We just came back from a most incredible weekend with friends in Quatsino. If you don't know where Quatsino is, google it, because it is close to the heart of God, I am pretty sure. Fresh crab, fresh ocean air, beach combing, tons of laughter, bits of rain, fishing on the dock, sunshine for days, Steam Donkey (might want to google that too, try Surgenor Breweries) and time with great friends.
Even just to drive to Coal Harbour, it's breathtaking. Over the past 12 years I have had many, many opportunities to drive that stretch of highway. The rainy snowy times were not the most comforting, but this time of year...Oh... Heaven on earth! Sunshine, mountains, streams, rivers, colours changing, leaves falling, perfection. If you love the fall, that is a drive I recommend.
A little reflection can be a good thing, I try not to dwell in the past, but taking stock of where we are in life and how we got to this place is not a bad thing.
As summer has closed it's doors once again, and fall is upon us, I believe that Christmas is actually 94 sleeps away.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
First day of school and the rest follows.
Trusting that if you are reading this, you are aware that I claim no expertise in the technical side of writing...right, that being said I have a couple of things on my mind.
I dropped my youngest daughter off for the first day of her last year in high school. The irony is that I was not able to take her to the first day of her first year of school. So it was with a happy heart that I performed that small service this morning. When I asked if I could take her picture , she wasn't too excited, so I took a picture in my mind, it will never leave me.
Deciding that being in the car already was a good start to getting errands done, I proceeded to head into Courtenay along my old friend, The Dyke Rd. Now, I have polled a few trustworthy individuals in regard to their opinion of my status as an unofficial Traffic Cop. Particularly 4 way stops, so today I was able to let them off easy. ( I hear the odd snicker..) After turning left onto the 17th St bridge in my own lane, there was an assault in the air as the oblivious fellow in front of me seemed to be under the impression that he could just hop right over into the right hand lane.....yes, the one that is the right of way lane for those drivers turning right onto the bridge. Oops! ( that was all my inner cop could come up with today) It all straightened out very quickly, but it turned my thoughts back, waaaaaay back, to when that bridge was a thought. It did not exist. I still refer to the 17th St bridge as the 'NEW' bridge. It helps me to determine the longevity of a persons time in the Comox Valley. If my reference passes in an unnoteworthy fashion I know instantly that they have been here more than 20 years. Very often the response is something akin to 'there is a lady with 3 heads'? I then know that they have been here for less than 20 years!
The thoughts that I was actually referring to when I said 'waaaaaaaaaay' back were in regard to the growth of the entire Valley. Some changes are sad, landmarks that had sentiment for many, or even just a few. Many changes are incredible! The new bridge for example. wink! The pavement up to Mt.Washington ski resort, the Aquatic Centre, the walk in clinic by Safeway, Northgate reno, the public transit system. The list is endless. There is no desire on my part to turn this into a political statement, so there are a few things I won't even mention, even in saying that you probably know what I am talking about, so enough said.
When I moved to the Valley in 1975, things were very different, much slower. Like so many towns of its size in that day I imagine. It was very lovely, easy, safe, quiet. How many of us learned to drive in the, then Safeway now Shoppers, parking lot on a Sunday? Wow! Have things ever changed. I choose to embrace it!
Here is a thought that I will wind up with- water. Still water goes bad, it rots, cannot sustain life, it smells and is unlikely to be of any benefit to humans. Moving water is fresh, clean, filled with life. We must choose, change is not always fun or easy, but when we get to the other side... moving water!
I dropped my youngest daughter off for the first day of her last year in high school. The irony is that I was not able to take her to the first day of her first year of school. So it was with a happy heart that I performed that small service this morning. When I asked if I could take her picture , she wasn't too excited, so I took a picture in my mind, it will never leave me.
Deciding that being in the car already was a good start to getting errands done, I proceeded to head into Courtenay along my old friend, The Dyke Rd. Now, I have polled a few trustworthy individuals in regard to their opinion of my status as an unofficial Traffic Cop. Particularly 4 way stops, so today I was able to let them off easy. ( I hear the odd snicker..) After turning left onto the 17th St bridge in my own lane, there was an assault in the air as the oblivious fellow in front of me seemed to be under the impression that he could just hop right over into the right hand lane.....yes, the one that is the right of way lane for those drivers turning right onto the bridge. Oops! ( that was all my inner cop could come up with today) It all straightened out very quickly, but it turned my thoughts back, waaaaaay back, to when that bridge was a thought. It did not exist. I still refer to the 17th St bridge as the 'NEW' bridge. It helps me to determine the longevity of a persons time in the Comox Valley. If my reference passes in an unnoteworthy fashion I know instantly that they have been here more than 20 years. Very often the response is something akin to 'there is a lady with 3 heads'? I then know that they have been here for less than 20 years!
The thoughts that I was actually referring to when I said 'waaaaaaaaaay' back were in regard to the growth of the entire Valley. Some changes are sad, landmarks that had sentiment for many, or even just a few. Many changes are incredible! The new bridge for example. wink! The pavement up to Mt.Washington ski resort, the Aquatic Centre, the walk in clinic by Safeway, Northgate reno, the public transit system. The list is endless. There is no desire on my part to turn this into a political statement, so there are a few things I won't even mention, even in saying that you probably know what I am talking about, so enough said.
When I moved to the Valley in 1975, things were very different, much slower. Like so many towns of its size in that day I imagine. It was very lovely, easy, safe, quiet. How many of us learned to drive in the, then Safeway now Shoppers, parking lot on a Sunday? Wow! Have things ever changed. I choose to embrace it!
Here is a thought that I will wind up with- water. Still water goes bad, it rots, cannot sustain life, it smells and is unlikely to be of any benefit to humans. Moving water is fresh, clean, filled with life. We must choose, change is not always fun or easy, but when we get to the other side... moving water!
Friday, September 4, 2009
in the beginning...
Since returning from the most incredible wedding on a beautiful ranch just outside of Calgary, most of my spare time has been spent re-connecting with friends and family. 5 days is a long time when you tend to be a people junkie! I will not attempt to define "spare time", we all have our own definitions...and they are all correct in my estimation.
Part of the reason for beginning my blogging career at this point in time is that I struggle with procrastination. Sometimes it is even great things that I love that I procrastinate about. Is it a gene? Or a programming glitch in the brain? Whatever it is, I have it! Sometimes it works in my favour so I am not to distraught by the affliction.
You have heard the term, "Shiny thing!" ? Well, if you have spent anytime around me you have heard it. All that it means is that I have just been distracted by something, probably in my peripheral vision, which appeared, at least momentarily, to be more important than that which held my undivided attention a mere split second ago. You follow me? Do not fear if the path looks windy and difficult behind me, why do you think I called this blog 'Rebes with a Twist' Puhleeze, this is my life! Many times over the years I have wondered if my thoughts on paper would have a monetary value. Seriously, Woody Allen? He has made a ton of money from some really twisted thoughts and plots. How about Leonard Cohen? Or Walt Disney? Hello! Tell me in what ONE way these are congruent! They AREN'T! See what I mean? They are all brilliant minds, each with a following of incredible proportions, but they are all pretty twisted. Shiny Thing!
For anyone who was hoping for some hidden fantastic literary findings behind the mask of Rebecca MacMillan, sorry to disappoint. It is just me, as I live it, think it, process it.
My life has never been dull, I have rarely been bored, I have only had one job in my life that I did not like, and to be honest, it wasn't the job, it was the bosses. The amount of ideas that have crossed my mind for entrepreneurial exploration ( or exploitation! remind me about the rice krispy bears sometime) it would boggle the average mind. Almost everything I see gives me an idea of how it could be marketed or improved upon.
Music is a passion I adore. There is very little music that I find unappealing, please do not try to convince me that some brass intruments are soothing. It is just not so in my ear. No offense to the brass instruments, some of us were just not created to spend a whole lot of time appreciating each other.... you follow?
Not a big t.v. watcher, although, if it is on (shiny thing!) I can be tempted to vegetate in front of the screen while hopefully searching for something worth watching. Some say pathetic, I say easily distracted. Big difference.
How's that twisted path working out for you? I am not even winded yet! Don't worry, I am close to winding up for now.
I looked at the clock, oh my gosh, did I actually eat the blackberry spelt pie with cream for breakfast 3 whole hours ago?
Time flies.... sometimes I like that. Sometimes not.
Karl Jenkins, Adiemus: The Eternal Knot is now playing on my computer, I started with Kari Jobe, see? I wasn't kidding about my collection of music.
And so it ends....
Part of the reason for beginning my blogging career at this point in time is that I struggle with procrastination. Sometimes it is even great things that I love that I procrastinate about. Is it a gene? Or a programming glitch in the brain? Whatever it is, I have it! Sometimes it works in my favour so I am not to distraught by the affliction.
You have heard the term, "Shiny thing!" ? Well, if you have spent anytime around me you have heard it. All that it means is that I have just been distracted by something, probably in my peripheral vision, which appeared, at least momentarily, to be more important than that which held my undivided attention a mere split second ago. You follow me? Do not fear if the path looks windy and difficult behind me, why do you think I called this blog 'Rebes with a Twist' Puhleeze, this is my life! Many times over the years I have wondered if my thoughts on paper would have a monetary value. Seriously, Woody Allen? He has made a ton of money from some really twisted thoughts and plots. How about Leonard Cohen? Or Walt Disney? Hello! Tell me in what ONE way these are congruent! They AREN'T! See what I mean? They are all brilliant minds, each with a following of incredible proportions, but they are all pretty twisted. Shiny Thing!
For anyone who was hoping for some hidden fantastic literary findings behind the mask of Rebecca MacMillan, sorry to disappoint. It is just me, as I live it, think it, process it.
My life has never been dull, I have rarely been bored, I have only had one job in my life that I did not like, and to be honest, it wasn't the job, it was the bosses. The amount of ideas that have crossed my mind for entrepreneurial exploration ( or exploitation! remind me about the rice krispy bears sometime) it would boggle the average mind. Almost everything I see gives me an idea of how it could be marketed or improved upon.
Music is a passion I adore. There is very little music that I find unappealing, please do not try to convince me that some brass intruments are soothing. It is just not so in my ear. No offense to the brass instruments, some of us were just not created to spend a whole lot of time appreciating each other.... you follow?
Not a big t.v. watcher, although, if it is on (shiny thing!) I can be tempted to vegetate in front of the screen while hopefully searching for something worth watching. Some say pathetic, I say easily distracted. Big difference.
How's that twisted path working out for you? I am not even winded yet! Don't worry, I am close to winding up for now.
I looked at the clock, oh my gosh, did I actually eat the blackberry spelt pie with cream for breakfast 3 whole hours ago?
Time flies.... sometimes I like that. Sometimes not.
Karl Jenkins, Adiemus: The Eternal Knot is now playing on my computer, I started with Kari Jobe, see? I wasn't kidding about my collection of music.
And so it ends....
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