Archive for July, 2013

The Power of Prayer

Posted in Gratitude, Hope, Spirituality with tags , , , , , on July 30, 2013 by TaijituMartini


There he was. Sitting out on his porch with a big grin. Released from the hospital. My neighbour. Alive. Smiling. I walked across the street in my bare feet. No time for shoes today.

The conversation was reassuring, he’s very frail, but home. Finally. Thanks to my WordPress friends who took the time to keep him in their thoughts and prayers.  Welcome home neighbour, we missed you.


A Cabinet of Curiosities

Posted in History, Humour, Nostalgia, Spirituality with tags , , , , , , , on July 30, 2013 by TaijituMartini


The world is full of astounding things. Look around. My latest discovery of the Leopard Moth reminded me of something that would have definitely secured a spot in a Cabinet of Curiosity.

Generally known as the precursors to museums, Wunderkammer (wonder rooms) or Cabinets of Curiosities as they were later called, would be best described as a collection of extraordinary finds, often a symbolic collection of all things unexplained. The 16th Century Renaissance in Europe was ultimately a time of human exploration and scientific discovery. Collectors, artists, patrons, scientists, alchemists, all attempting to try and categorize things and make sense of the world. Cabinets of Curiosities were an ecclectic assortment of all things they deemed bizarre, foreign antiquities from Asia, archeological finds, relics, strange animals and items of natural history, unexplained phenomena, art, and ethnological discoveries pertaining to various cultural groups.

The WunderWeird in all its glory.

Doing a little digging I discovered the area where I found my Leopard Moth was also called The Gold Coast. It’s the site of over 200 shipwrecks, and the resting place of many a lost treasure. If I’d known that, maybe I’d have swam a little further offshore… I’m always up for a good treasure hunt. Ancient galleons and gold coins, hell yeah. Ironically, I did end up doing a scavenger hunt while I was there. No hidden treasures, but my Leopard Moth was my find for the “strange thing you’ve never seen before” picture. I won that one. Thanks WunderMoth.


Turns out ship travel on the Great Lakes was at an all time high in the 1860’s, and trade runs from Buffalo to Detroit often ended in the area. They would often try to head towards the land in rough storms, many shipwrecked as a result. Some of the deeper waters here revealed a mystery schooner with both masts still standing underwater, and a tug with a  wheel house intact. Exploring a wreck is such an eery feeling. I’ve been scuba diving to a few cool ones, and let me tell you, they’re intense. You just have to be careful not to snag your equipment on sharp corners or get caught in any tight spaces,  you don’t want to end up in the same resting place.

Todays random agenda: Historic quantum connections, cabinets of curiosities, scavenger hunts, shipwrecks, gold coins, leopard moths, and bizarro finds. Such is life. Who can possibly concentrate  with all this exciting stuff going on?  Speaking of ships, a shipmate of mine, well, my apologies, let’s give him his due ranking, he’s actually The Captain of the Dimwits, would definitely back me up on this one. Take a Wunderwander over to his blog sometime. He’s a character and a half. His brain is all over the place too, up and down and all around. Boring is out people or haven’t you heard?

Life is a crazy roller-coaster ride-get with the program.

What’s in your Cabinet of Curiosities? Might be interesting to see what you WordWunders pull out of your Wunderclosets.

Do you have documentation of something Wunderfully Wacky? Ahoy Mateys! This could be the start of some very interesting conversation. If you send me an address link to your photo(s) in the comments it looks like I can then go in and change them  into pictures from there.

That’s enough use of the word Wunder for one day. Your turn. Bring it on.

The Leopard Moth

Posted in Spirituality on July 28, 2013 by TaijituMartini


Zeuzera Pyrina-The Leopard Moth

Came across this cool critter at the cottage

I would have called it The Dalmatian Moth myself



The Wave

Posted in Gratitude, History, Hope, Spirituality with tags , , on July 24, 2013 by TaijituMartini


Often in life little things suddenly become big things. This is one of those times.

Our days are often filled with repetitive routines. One of my regular routines is to wave to my neighbour who lives across the street. He’s one of the good guys and the kind of person you’re happy to have as a neighbour. Around the same age, late thirties or early forties. His lawn looks like a golf green,  he’s always playing outside with his two young kids, stops to chat when you’re watering your grass, just a really decent guy. If we happen to cross paths during the day I wave, just a little hello while I’m driving by. You know, the hold-one-hand-up-high-and-pause kind of wave. My wave routine has become second nature and we’ve been doing it for years. My next door neighbour is a complete psychotic, so I consider myself lucky to be able to enjoy moments of sanity with my  neighbour across the street.

Then one day a couple of weeks ago it happened. The wave stopped. A small act that you would assume is relatively inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. Turns out it’s important. The wave has now become meaningful. It’s no longer something little. It’s big. It’s the daily connection between two passing souls and it’s been broken.

My neighbour has been in the hospital for two weeks with liver and kidney failure. Another neighbour came over to tell us about his condition. I sent flowers yesterday. I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again. I don’t know if he is going to live or if he’s going to die. The street is so very quiet without him and my heart aches for his family. It’s very strange on the street without him. It’s just different without his energy there. I keep finding myself looking out my front window at their house. Once last summer we found him slumped over completely unresponsive on his front porch and called 911. They revived him and took him to the hospital. He came over the next day to thank us personally, but we never found out why he was so sick that day. I miss my neighbour. If you can spare some time in your routine tonight, send out good thoughts for him. He needs them-and his family needs him.

I miss the wave.

Rainbows and Tornados

Posted in Spirituality with tags , , , on July 22, 2013 by TaijituMartini

I’ve been affected by the weather for as long as I can remember. The only headaches I ever get are when the atmostpheric pressure changes. I always know when it’s going to rain because my left knee gets achy and I can feel the change in the air. It’s a bit like Mary Poppins knowing when the wind is going to change direction. I’m just tuned in man.

Spring is when I crawl out of my winter crabshell and relish everything happening around me. The sweet smell of my lilac tree blossoming. The sound of the cooing mourning doves suntanning on my fence. I wait for the squirrels, robins, and goldfinches to swoop into my yard. Teeny baby bunnies playing silly bugger with their parents, jumping straight up in the air playing tag, or wiggling their little whiskered noses as they happily chomp on the carrots I throw out my back door.

I’ve made friends with generations of squirrel pals that I can easily distinguish by their individual markings. Yes, they have names. Fathers, mothers, sisters and brothers.  Sometimes I come home to one sitting up like a dog at the back sliding glass door, waiting there patiently for me to notice them so they can finally feast on a few prized almonds. I know what you’re thinking, crazy animal lady, right?!

No, I just find happiness in a lot of the things in my environment, nature being at the top of the list, and the backyard bonding sessions invigorate my soul. Watching nature in operation lifts my spirit. A tiny flower opening, or a majestic hawk soaring, I’m always observing my surroundings. I don’t want to miss anything. Amazing things happen out there, and nature didn’t let us down this weekend.

Either the Gods were thoroughly unimpressed with something up there, or global warming is closing in fast. I used to think we were safe in Canada. No tornado alley here. I’m not so sure anymore. We’ve had tornados two summers in a row now.

I’m not afraid of many things but the one thing that has always terrified me is tornados. I’ve dreamt of them for as long as I can remember. Since I was little. I used to dream that I would look out my bedroom window to see one tearing down my street with no time to escape. Just as the monster was hitting I’d wake up. Or there’s the repeat classic where I suddenly spot about six of the wild beasts, all twisting and turning and furiously hitting the earth again and again with no time to get away. The kind of dream that leaves you sitting up in panicked sweat.

Cut to a childhood memory I’ll have seared in my brain forever. When I was ten I was out on our fishing boat, taking my job as the lookout very seriously as always. I looked out over the ocean and saw a massive water vortex churning about a half mile away. What a sight.  I signaled to my uncle, and when he saw it I’ll never forget the look on his face. He knew he needed to get the hell out of there-and quickly. The discovery channel opened my eyes to the truth of the water vortex one day.  I can now see why he hauled out of there at high speeds. If you get too close, your entire boat gets sucked down the vortex just like the water in the bathtub drain. I’m sure that thrilling childhood close call doesn’t help my fear of tornados. It’s not so much the tornado I fear, it’s the power of Mother Nature. I’ve had quite a few close calls in my life, and most of those revolve around natures’ forces. Word of advice, don’t mess with it. I’ve always respected it, maybe that’s why its graciously decided to spare me on numerous occasions. Thanks M.N.

Friday started out peacefully with me catching a rainbow over the lake downtown while I was out for dinner. Saturday a huge weather system hit and I thought the windows in my house were going to implode after an insanely loud 5 minute flash hailstorm, howling winds, thick lightning strikes, and pounding rain. It just sounded mean. Mother Nature was an angry camper.Funnel clouds were spotted, again. This is getting a little too close for comfort.

Lucky for us, I think the worst of it hit a couple of miles away. Unfortunately I didn’t have my Nikon with me over the weekend and had to use my dinky camera phone, but I still managed to capture a few shots of the beauty of the calm before- and after- the storm.







Posted in Gratitude, Hope, Love, Spirituality, Writing with tags , , , , , , , on July 16, 2013 by TaijituMartini


Thanks to all of you for lighting my flame


100 Reasons to Smile on a Monday

Posted in Gratitude, Spirituality, Writing with tags , , , on July 15, 2013 by TaijituMartini


A man was walking along the beach at sunset. He came across a small boy picking something up and throwing it gently back into the ocean.

”What are you doing?” he asked the child.

“I’m throwing starfish back into the ocean” he replied, “The tide is going out and if I don’t throw them back they’ll surely die.”

“Son, don’t you realize that there are miles and miles of beach here, and hundreds of starfish, you can’t possibly make a difference!”

The boy listened politely, bent down, picked up another starfish, and threw it gently back into the ocean.

The boy smiled at the man, “I made a difference for that one.”