A Hasty Retreat

Rivendell Retreat on Bowen Island, BC

Today, I am leaving for three days of quiet and solitude at a spiritual retreat on a nearby Bowen Island mountain top. Although I no longer search for answers to questions that evaded me for most of my life – my spiritual growth and well-being have always been important. The retreat will allow me to… Continue reading A Hasty Retreat

Are You a Polymath?

A ‘polymath’ is a person who is talented in many subjects.  Another term is more commonly known as ‘Jack of all trades.’  However, the latter is not a gender-neutral term, so I think that there should also have a ‘Judy of all trades.’ A third term is the ‘Jack/Judy of all trades, master of none,’… Continue reading Are You a Polymath?

Musical Fruit

Home where Danny was born and raised

Beans, beans, the musical fruit, the more you eat, the more you toot, the more you toot, the better you feel, so, eat your beans at every meal!  That was a poem that every kid learned as a rite of passage.  Actually, I’m referring to boys, not girls. Passing gas, passing wind, and tooting are… Continue reading Musical Fruit

Hidden In A Pocket

Have you ever put on a sweater, coat or pair of pants that you hadn’t worn in a long time, and found a twenty-dollar bill in the pocket? Or have you been thinking of someone you hadn’t seen in ages, and then suddenly, your phone rings and that person is on the line? ******* I… Continue reading Hidden In A Pocket

My Holly Golightly and Audrey Hepburn

Part 1 of 3  (Originally published April 2012) Last night, during a night of deep and peaceful sleep, I suddenly awoke to the most bizarre sight.  I sat upright on my bed and began hugging my pillow in terror. But first, let me give you a little background. Holly Golightly is a Coton de Tulear.  I… Continue reading My Holly Golightly and Audrey Hepburn

A Ghost in Campbell Valley

Although I have been living in the Vancouver area for many years, I only had a vague idea of where it was when I started on a walk this morning.  But I was determined to find the remains, if any, of the old Langley Speedway (1965 – 1984).  I know that the track should be… Continue reading A Ghost in Campbell Valley

My Best Newspaper Job

Originally published January 29, 2013 I remember my first newspaper job but I’m not sure how old I was – I’m guessing I was probably 9 years old.  Actually, it wasn’t called a job in those days – it was called a “paper route”.  Everyday a truck would deliver a bundle of Oshawa Times newspapers… Continue reading My Best Newspaper Job

My Best Pickup Line

Originally published January 26, 2012 Okay, Danny, why would you write a blog about the best pickup lines? While looking at myself in the mirror this morning, I shuddered at how much older my physical body had become – compared to my real self.  You know – the ‘real’ you that never ages. A wise… Continue reading My Best Pickup Line