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Freedom Convoy – First year Anniversary

I am honoring those who continue to stand up for freedom and peace against

machiavellian political practices.

My ‘tinfoil’ hat’s off to you!

Happy Anniversary!

You make me proud to be Canadian!  Roll on! Honk, Honk

 

To see my original story from one year ago, please click on the link below:

Eighteen Wheels of Freedom

 

Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse

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Nothing is as black and white as it seems,

If the world seems drab,

Color it,

A picture can paint a thousand words.

 

2023, Welcome to another colorful year!

 

Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse

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Snow

When all that glitters,

is not gold.

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It has taken me some time to silence the thoughts of others and cipher through their parables and codes.

Social media is inundated with an extraordinary amount of negativity.  Many comments are meant to debilitate the vitality of opponents who dare think outside of the box.  It is easy to attack someone whom you cannot see. 

It is also easier to control those whose faces are covered. It removes the aspects of humanism.  Covering ones nose and mouth deprives the brain of oxygen and weakens soundness of mind.

I suspect the past few years has done irreparable damage to human kind.

(I can still feel the agony of those who withheld their screams of terror and disbelief until their eyes deadened and their hearts hardened.)

It’s easier to follow the masses than it is to stand alone. 

Fear can be a strict task master. It drives groups together but it can also break them apart.

Many people gave up. 

Others allowed themselves to become disabled through the pressure tactics forced upon them. Hypnotized, they consumed propaganda spoon fed to them by daily dose of dishonesty and negativity.   They became the fanatical converts who threatened non-believers. Non-believers were ostracized and pushed into seclusion.

There are many fanatics today that seek continued control over the populous.  They have a surplus of information ordained to frighten the weak into a continued life of subservience. 

They want the masses to move through life like robots – zombies with dead eyes, stiff movements and no heart because when you stunt growth or imagination, there is no individuality – no freedom.  This is called censorship. 

What they do not know is that you cannot cripple the heart or mind of an artist! 

The individual pain each person endures throughout life is precisely the gold that shines through an entrapped mindset to create an artist.  Seclusion is all that is needed to break free of the trap.  When one enters the silence, true beauty is created.  This beauty is art.

Art means something different to everyone.  It is a distinct experience distinguished by you alone. Art heals crippled minds, broken hearts and beckons to the individual in each of us, bringing hope.  

You cannot censor hope!

Hope is a light engrained so deeply within the Universe that death cannot even snuff it out.

Artists know this secret.

 They are able to read between the lines. 

They are the truth seekers.

They are the free-thinkers fanatics want to silence.

You cannot cripple an artist, excluding them or forcing them into silence is a gift. 

Silence is where an artist goes to create beauty.  

We can always use more of them – so please, censor away – for in the end, it will be the artist’s who heal the world with their beautiful stories.

 

Remember:

“Those who speak in parables and code harbour great secrets.”

 

 

Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse

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Turkey

Feeling a little bit like a turkey lately?

It’s alright to be a turkey.

Feel free to gobble up the day!

Happy Thanksgiving, Canada!

October 10th, 2022

 

Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse

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True and Kind

“When words are both true and kind, They can change the world.” Gautama Budda   Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse

True and Kind

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A few weeks ago during the last few days of a long drought, we had an early morning visitor arrive for coffee. 

When a moose appears on your doorstep, intent on sharing your morning cup of coffee,  it is always a special and sacred gift.  Moose are predominately solitary animals who are able to survive within any territory be it on lands such as forests, and prairies, or wet areas such as rivers, swamps or lakes.

The moose is an animal of contradictions.  It seems awkward and strange yet it is a majestic creature with tremendous grace despite its ungainliness. Moose have an undeniable sense of self and the simple fact that they are able to survive in any territory means that they have developed much wisdom.  We found ourselves very fortunate to receive this visitor for coffee and take part in the medicine it offered.

Moose are associated with the north direction on the Medicine Wheel.  The north direction represents wisdom.  Self-esteem is the medicine of Moose because it represents and recognizes that balanced power has been used in a situation and that you should be congratulated. 

The core of Moose medicine is in knowing the wisdom of silence, so that when it is proper to speak you can take pride in your words.

The Moose is a revered animal in the, “Great White North,” otherwise known as, “Canada.”

Canada just had its 155 year celebration on July 1st, 2022.

Moose Milk; is a traditional Canadian cocktail with its roots in historical celebrations.  The Royal Canadian NavyRoyal Canadian Air Force, and Canadian Army all claim to be the originators of the drink.

My exposure to Moose Milk has only been medicinal.  It was a remedy used by my family to cure the common cold.  It was a hot drink served in a coffee cup. The recipe consisted of whiskey, brown sugar, cream and boiled water.  It has never failed to cure the most stubborn of head colds.  The traditional Canadian cocktail differs from the one our family used as it can not only be served hot but cold.

We love cold drinks during our summer season in Canada and in the spirit of our Dominion Day celebration I have added a cold libation for you to try.  It is a slightly different version of Moose Medicine, a bonus treat, to celebrate Canada’s 155th celebration.   See the recipe below for ice cold Moose Milk. I hope you enjoy it throughout the hot summer months ahead.

Please use wisdom when consuming alcohol. Try to refrain from damaging your self-esteem or that of another by speaking when you could simply remain silent.  Ask Moose to help you honor the gifts you can give and recognize your worthiness into the future.  Remember to congratulate yourself for your successes in life.  Enjoy!

Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse

 

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Been to hell and back,

Gonna follow the Devils tracks,

Flew 23 hours toward the African sky,

To look that Devil in the eye,

 

Mosi-oa-tunya,

Smoke that thunders,

They said that through this mist,

I’d find eternal bliss,

 

Crawled up Table Mountain,

To look at Devil’s Peak,

Not a trek for someone,

Whose spirit is weak,

Mosi-oa-tunya,

Smoke that thunders,

They said that through this mist,

I’d find eternal bliss,

 

Below me lies red African soil,

Where slaves once sweat and toiled,

Black maned Lions no longer roar there,

But, the blue eyed Devil doesn’t care,

 

Mosi-oa-tunya,

Smoke that thunders,

They said that through this mist,

I’d find eternal bliss,

One must follow when their Spirit calls,

So, away I went to Victoria Falls,

I took a dip in the Devil’s pool,

One thousand feet down if you’re his fool,

Mosi-oa-tunya,

Smoke that thunders,

They said that through this mist,

I’d find eternal bliss,

 

The eyes are the windows of the soul,

But if looking in the Devil’s is your goal,

And, if you have the courage to take the dare,

Then the Devils gonna give you a hell of a scare!

 

Mosi-oa-tunya,

Smoke that thunders,

They said that through this mist,

I’d find eternal bliss.

 

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“Elk are powerful, adaptable animals that have played a significant role in cultural mythologies. Elk encounters are, for most people, rare,…

The elk represents dignity, power, inner strength, and passion. If you experience an elk sighting, it’s a message to stay steady on your current course. An elk sighting is also a reminder to be diligent and see things through. If you do, you will earn the respect of others for standing your ground. An elk sighting lets you know that because of hard work, you’re about to come into the life of plenty you’ve envisioned. This is a great reward for a job well done.” LJ Innes

Elk were introduced on a military base in Suffield, Alberta in 1997.  Since 1997, the population of the original elk herd has grown and so has the territory they now occupy in Alberta such as the prairie. My home on the prairie is just a few hours away from the Suffield base.  Elk can cross a lot of territory in a few minutes.  They have immense stamina; this coupled with their long-legged stride enables them to out distance predators with ease.

Elk encounters are, for most people, rare – so I count myself as a very fortunate part of the few who have encountered prairie elk.

The first time I saw elk on our property was mid-October, about 3 years ago, just after returning from a safari in Africa.  I have to admit, observing a herd of elk from the comfort of my own home was every bit as exciting as the safari!

The bull in charge of the herd was magnificent! He had the largest set of antlers I have ever seen! He was accompanied by about 30 cows and their calves.  It was bow hunting season so no doubt this herd, was fleeing the bow and arrow hunters.

The elk herd was tired when they arrived at our yard.  Some of the cows were limping and a few calves were exhausted. The bull let them rest and graze here for about half an hour before bugling then rounding them up and moving on.  It only took a few minutes for the entire herd to disappear into the horizon beyond my line of sight.  I imagine, they had successfully out distanced the bow hunter’s long before arriving here.

Normally, bulls and cows keep with their own sex.  It is only during the rut that bulls and cows intermingle.  We have had 5 or so nice looking bulls steadily visit us over the years but until last week we hadn’t seen the main herd again.

Until last week, that is.

It was at dusk and we counted about 30 cows.  See the pictures below:

I was so excited the elk were visiting that it was hard to hold my cell phone still enough to get a few pictures to share. 

Elk is wonderful species of wildlife that lives and breathes out here on the prairie. And, while they don’t visit often; I am always excited to see them. The next time they come through, though, I’m hoping to diligently count a few calves.

As a power animal, elk can remind us that we have enough stamina and strength to go the distance. We only need to pace ourselves and take time to rest along the way to achieve our goals.

 

Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse

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