Thoughtful Thursday

One of the many things that I love about being Canadian is that while we may loathe & despise our next-door-neighbor, should we ever both find ourselves adrift in the big bad world? We would be each others' champion to the bitter end.

We are Red & White & Gloriously Maple-Leafed homers.

So, when I manage to find Canadian writers in the blogosphere, I cling on to them like the shiny treasures that they truly are (I would hope this courtesy would be extended - it is, after all, the only polite thing to do. And hell-ooo? Canadians? Polite)

(But really? It matters not to me. Chaçon à son goût).

One of my absolute favorite North-ish North American blogs EVER is Stacy's The Best Life Ever.

When I'm having a crap-tacular day, I can go here and see how time and again this ridiculously good-looking woman and her ridiculously good-looking husband and their ridiculously good-looking dog are making lemonade out of lemons, livin' large, and lovin' life.

Stacy's a thoughtful soul, full of observations that leave me pondering for days after. She just seems to get it. The beauty in simplicity; the simplicity in finding the beauty.

One of her quotes is from Paulo Coelho; as I read this, the hairs at the back of my neck stood on end - it was exactly what I needed to read at exactly the right time:

"The teacher never tells the disciple what he or she should do. They are merely traveling companions, sharing the same uncomfortable feeling of "estrangement" when confronted by ever-changing perceptions, broadening horizons, closing doors, river that sometimes seem to block their path and which, in fact, should never be crossed, but followed.

There is only one difference between teacher and disciple: the former is slightly less afraid than the latter."

That, my friends, is simply beautiful.

Yay, Canada. Yay, Stacy.