I was at an inaugural yoga fest recently, from the get go issues ensued. I normally would avoid a not recommended type post but this needs to come out. If you're in Moncton New Brunswick Canada and want to do yoga I need to caution you on Melika Baccouche. I feel bad but her actions during yoga fest could have been taken as verbal assault. This was in front of others in the wellness community (her peers). All because I wanted shade and there was a bench behind "her space" in a public gathering. One of her fellow yogis and a friend of mine sat there in shock and she apologized for Melika's actions. She threw herself between me and Melika to avoid issues. Thank you!
This is what I wrote on my Facebook and thought I'd send it along (the second paragraph).
Then I received this response which doesn't surprise me about the mediator.
Then I rambled on and thanked the mediator and meant every word I said…
So my advice is not all personalities get along with everyone but know if you find yourself in a class with her or by her, she is a strong personality to deal with. That's my cautionary tale!
Yes, I had an issue with an owner of a yoga studio her dad (who's obviously part owner) said right in front of me (a potential client) that because of who I knew I was guilty by association and he talked about spending money on new items to sell right in front of a stranger. That's what put my guard up, I don't take well to behind the scenes stuff that's not my business to start with. I wanted some information from his daughter after a yoga session as I was asking her dad came up to where I was and my hairs on the back of my neck stood up, he wouldn't leave when I asked him for space his daughter took that as negative vibes and said so. Sadly I write this last sentence…you get what you give.
What ever has been the matter….I've been in a funk lately and like my last post mentioned it was by surprise, I was told about Harper. I got to officially meet our newest addition and I'm in love. Tucker the first doodle of the family was also the first puppy.
I wasn't a fan of puppy Tucker but this time around we all learned and it was a bit better. At just under 9 weeks (they've had Harper 1 week) he's actually not that "bad". In the teething stage Harper decided he loved my toes and feet so it was the worse part of not having socks on. Nibble nibble! Harper took a liking to my dad's laces on his sneakers and then my moms fancy crocks . Harper quickly learned no those weren't toys. I'm sitting here outside with cleansing tears in my eyes. Tucker is an amazing big "Bro-fur". I am impressed at Tucker's patience as a little "bugger" gets used to everything and everyone.
Born on June 5th in an area of Nova Scotia near Antigonish (my heart started to melt right there) called Malignant Cove. I've peeked on the breeders Facebook and it melted my heart even more. They had a check up the day before my brother got to visit the first time.
Lover of air vents, long snoozes. A pup who made me whole again one kiss at a time! The world is big Harper, you've wound yourself around my heart strings and already have given so much (I've only met him once). This big world will be best viewed from sniffing range.
Your Auntie C loves you to the moon & back (now until the end)!
I'll tell you the de-tails surprise about this soon I promise it's worth the wait! Some new exciting tails are brewing. Ok, as I wrote the above sentence, I got permission to spill the beans.
Out of the blue I got this photo from my brother…
I felt all the feels, then this photo appears in my chat.
It's a boy…Harper. I knew, it was a matter of when not if a new puppy would appear. I didn't realise it would be this fast though.
My brother & sister in law went on an over night trip to Nova Scotia recently, then Tall Ships were in Halifax they went on another overnight trip. These two overnights lead us to this new little bro fur for Tucker.
In august my brother gets to celebrate his birthday with his wife & sisters in law in Halifax at beer fest (this year is no different) Dad (Grampy F) sits the k9's, my brother only told him about the newest family member. Telling dad about the new pup was to assure him about dog sitting for beer fest. Myself, my mom or my sister in law's family didn't know until now.
Harper is the son of… Murphy. If this isn't a sign, I don't know what is. A new journey begins with a special reminder of what was an amazing life our Murphy had.
I'm feeling a wide variety of emotions right now as I write. From joy, shock, sadness and laughing while crying because of this I had to sit outside to write this.
So it begins…
One of my favourite times of the year is when mom makes strawberry freezer jam! I get to help her in the fun.
I mash the berries after mom hauls them and we both take turns doing all the steps. My absolute favourite part of this process is mashing the berries, I've done that since I was a young child. I remember my grandmother Melanson helping (mom) her daughter and now I help my mom…it's a mother daughter affair. The berries are always so tasty and sweet.
I'm excited to taste the finished jam, even if I've tasted it at all steps and boy it's yummy!
Yes I know, jerry cans are small gas containers, not in this meaning.
This group is from the far reaches of Northern Canada in Nunavut. I heard their music via CBC and quite liked it, I fell in love and now that I’ve seen them live i’ve fallen in love again. Their high energy and strong pride are keys to the show. Even if I didn’t understand much of the lyrics the musicianship is another key factor in making this group more powerful with each note they play and sing they sing. They even tried to teach us to throat sing. That’s a hard task that was fun to hear,
My takeaway from this concert was simple…pride (no matter the hardships) is something to share
When I was very young some of my first memories of Fundy national park were very well maintained and trimmed surroundings. This is still the same but something’s different. The trees in spots you were able to peek over them are now left un trimmed (only cut if needed) and path sections are turned over to nature (let her guide your way)!
This leads me to my first Fundy Park adventure for 2017. Parks Day (July 15, 2017) was spent being one with nature & exploring paths less travelled. I haven’t been up on the trails near the point Wolfe campground since I was 9-10 (now 34). This re opening of this trail was an extra special gift (one for the memory bank). The guest of honour was none other than the federal minister of Environment/Climate & Parks Canada Catherine McKenna. A short but sweet chat as she found out the tides turn quickly.
The photos don’t do justice to the vast larger than life landscape! This is a moment of deep reflection as my week has had many of these moments.
My tears in a clip of video were cleansing tears. I had a melt down, only to re build my love of nature & how I need to be one with her, not against her (being non active). There’s true passion behind what Minister McKenna says, what she & other members of the federal parliament do isn’t easy. When a person in such a position can take time to be “normal” (even with a tiny security detail with her) it brings me to a position of respect, great respect. Even if some of her actions are above my head I can be present in the moment to realize, being a human in a great big world is sometimes gnarly, the moments you can bring relative normality to are key to making memories. Minister McKenna brought her kids on the hike with us & even spent time enjoying the atmosphere & great hospitality of Alma, the gateway town to Fundy Park.
You can see she even liked my tweets that I sent her and quoted one to boot! That’s how you make memories one step at a time both in real life and social media moments.
I’m fortunate to live in a place where “rush hour” isn’t an hour, it’s sometimes just minutes or I can leave my house and be at Kouchibouguac or Fundy Park in about an hour or less is mind blowing. We need to re focus every once in a while on the priorities of life. Sometimes those priorities need to be about you. That’s what my recent visits to national parks & historic sites has done…me time!
Moments to memories my mantra is true yet again!
This is Tucker, with everything shifting I wondered how he was doing. I got updates but not a photo until now. This is my first post Murphy photo of Tucker, he had a doodle day out at the groomers. I can imagine how soft his curls are and how he struts his extra sassy self after having a spa day. That’s one of many reasons why I love him!
I wonder what his 4 year old brain is saying to himself? Continue to be goofy, snuggle more because I don’t have to share anything for now or why is it hard loosing my big bro fur. I don’t know what’s going on in his mind but I see his silly grin was never lost, it just needed a readjustment.
Feeling lost and re adjusting,