How INVISIBLE does the Internet make us? As I began using FACEBOOK which is called a Social Network or Activity; I find we are opening doors to ourself. Not a bad thing, unless you have things to hide, or are hiding. The TRUTH is always the truth and a LIE is always remembering what you said. So being truthful can do nothing except lost privacy. But then again why be on the Net and why be using programs like FaceBook, which require you to interact with society.
Having seen the computer network go from a local hub network (in the local area and you were a member of a Medium area LAN) to the development of sites which allow you to carry a "Network name"; I find this truthful... who are you network an advancement. Before, you only identify yourself by some unique name. (Springhiler for years) and indicated from which part of the country you call home. Of course, in your profile you were expected to tell all or what you wanted... But truthful...
Now, a Social Site like Facebook requires you to give your real name and real infromation, and they allow filters to prevent your non-friends to not find that information. ( AS I am learning the in and outs of Facebook's privacy options, I guess, when all is learned, I can be socially active and still maintain some level of privacy.

But Who is online looking (reading) your profile ? Absence of Comment or Saying nothing keeps you invisible to the facebook profile you are viewing. - Guess like being in a dark room full of poeple. If no-one speaks one might think they are alone there. Yes, we know that anyone can come in to the room as the door is always open and sit; I guess we therefore learn to be careful of what we say..
Guess, for too long with unidentified names, people have been free to be real idiots and feel no-one knows. I, therefore thank the presence of Comments in anything I do.. If it is not contre-idea I will leave it there. Destructive or attacking comments seldom get accepted. Yes, on Facebook, I have blocked some individuals. It is because I want my privacy and feel these people (whom I know personnally) only seek the profile information for their own destructive raison. I feel really bad putting someone on Block or Limited, when I know their only mistake is their choice of friends. But if I block someone, and they go onto facebook with a friend and are still viewing your Facebook profile; they are not respecting your original intentions. Maybe at times we are getting a little too concerned .

Facebook is like that Baseball Story "Field of Dreams and the saying.. "Build it and they will come"

Thank you for this another social experience. All it means is we must learn to adapt and associate within the limits we want or else leave the room.
(On the other hand, I realize that if someone is in the room and nothing is said; we don't even know they are present. "Maybe they want to stay in the dark" and maybe they are being sure before they say Hello. Our society has certainly made us a bit afraid of our shadow.
Watched a CSI movie recently, where the resturant was serving food in the dark and all the clients were in total darkness. Of course, someone got killed (hurted) Back to basics... Truth.. Open the lights or at least say Hi. to indicate you are present. (I take the liberty here to say thanks to Melissa who said Hi with a comment and I (sorry but for now anyway) limited block her) Good people don't do that to friends... and so... guess we have to learn to open doors slowly..
Facebook was ... signup... and began building... and whoops.. is that too personnal..??

Well, I just approved a comment from Lucy and I guess it went to the Invisible World because I do not find it on the various blogs. She was making a comment that On-line dating works and she will be now three years with her friend she found on Cupid.com. Well, Lucy, I am sorry that your comment got lost... (I did approve it) Computers are a part of our invisible world.
Today, a little lady on the bus, was talking on her Cell phone and open the bus window to wave out the window (it is -36 today) She was say..."Do you see me ,,, I am waving out the bus window" And at 60 plus she was having a great time with her cellphone.
My previous wife, just go a desktop, although she said she would never have a computer. But it is for the kids and grand kids whom will be chatting on-line. But what was earlier invisible. A few computers in homes... they are everywhere.. everyone has to have one. Well that is true for becoming more visible... But one thing I know... A lot goes lost on computer.. I am always wondering where that file was stored or how to get it back because it was deleted.

I guess that in MY world »I am now invisible« as my computer is down and with the exception of the library computer, or e-mail accounts; I have no access to the great world of blogging. But I take this few lines to keep my blog active as »I still have a lot to say« and I promise to be back soon. thank you.

Happy New Year 2007 -Well 2007 is here. In this blog about strange things which seems to happen, or a look at invisible view of our life or culture; I wonder what next year will bring.

During 2006 I wrote about every month for more than 30 entries. A lot of personal imformation, I tried to indicate where we close our eyes to what is happening.Or sometimes we want to be not seen by others. To be in harmony with one's self requires that we be honest with ourself and others.

If I can wish you a New Year wish, it would be "May you see the truth and close your eyes to all other deceptions"

Two Did you know views for the end of this year. 1- Way everyone celebrates the old year and 2 - Old days Happy New Years.

Old Year out- as to New Year In. As my grilfriend is excited to find tickets to the New Years Bash I have been changed by my years of living in Québec. Every Decembre 31 evening, I sat with friends and family and watched Byebye. Until the Broadcast companies claimed that the contents were attacking important people, we watched humorous attacks on events that had happen in the previous year. 'Laugh at it' became the rage for closing the old year. I now go a bit further as today I spend all evening registering on VSH the best of 2006 in Music...(first the CMT Country Music, and now the MMM top 50) So we can celebrate the new year or capture the best of the old year.

My New Years as 6 year old in 1950 - In the small coal mining town of Springhill, Nova Scotia it was the importance of good luck and fortune that made New Years important. Where a family member could be killed in the Coal mines, the first child to arrive at the door and wish a 'Happy NewYears' received his 25cents and the meaning of luck he/she brought. If it was a boy who arrived first on the day, it brought good luck and protection; while if it was a girl, she brought good health and Recovery. Each child to arrive at the door received some sort of money. We were poor and the 25cents or 10 cents all one house after another added up to a few dollars. And no one knew if they were the first or not because they always received something. Yes the first to arrive received a bigger donation but to not pay the others would have meant noone came the following years. Happy New Years... oh thank you... 10 cents... (even the very poor gave a cent)

Guiding us in life. "Our destiny is defined" we hear people say. That we have no choice with what happens to us. Well, this is a good question or idea and this entry is to give thought toward it. For more than two decade I have been living the beliefs of the American Indian. No this does not conflict with the belief of Christianity. The basic belief of the followings of beliefs like "Seven Arrows" (Sioux) is "Self-harmony, Harmony with others, and Environment Harmony. The Almighty is still there but guiding the spirit in different ways. Well, twice I have cut my ponytail when I have discovered a period of extreme lost of harmony and recently I met a wonderful women whom I seem to connect with. I knew little about her except what information we exchanged on the web, but the magic was there.
As I approach the date of a long trip to meet this person, I discovered that she was a Canadian Native people (Ojibway). There are many natives living of the reservation and intergrated into society; but not all are near the beliefs that I have. These "apples" as they are called because their skin is red but their hearts are white; attempt to be accepted as whites. But we did also connect on that level. Yes one would think that a Christian should look for support on a Christian Level; but following Christ is not just Bible thumping.
We have met and began to share many interest like long walks in the woods, shared attitudes toward life and a harmony in living.
Now to get to the point of "Guiding me" or destiny. As I prepared to visited my new friend a few miles from her reserve, I looked for a publication on Ojibway which I had photocopied 10 or 12 years ago when I was working with natives at a crisis centre for violence. I found it and of course I would have to take the Video Cassette of Gray Owl which I had for several years. I thought would be fun to watch together.

It turns out that the Life of the character "Gray Owl" turned around her reserve of the small island of "Bear Island" and some of her cousins are descendant's of Gray Owl. I had always known that I would not be interest in meeting a native whom wanted a white man to get of the reserve. But as I discovered my friend, Dorty, I found that she was wanting in knowing her culture and spiritual beliefs. We seem to connect and I loved that Native Laugh. (There is a joke which whites donot understand. At a native bingo when someone begins laughing about something, everyone starts to laugh. Yes half of the bingo hall is laughing and not know "WHY?")

After her first visit here to my place, we went for a walk in the woods and I was surprised how her spirit (which natives believe are guided by their ancestors) was so alive. A wild bird came to within a foot of her and just sat on the tree and with turning head looked at her. Even during this walk we had a doe reply to a fawn danger call I had made. It was unbelievable.

Destiny... ?? Well, during the last years although I had continual to greet the morning; (a morning pray to thanks for life) I had not worked on my harmony. Now I was working in a new way. As a guide for a lost spirit toward her spirit life and also a renewal of my harmony.

Where we go is maybe our choice, but someone is setting the right tools in our path if we are going in a good way. So to day I am on the path toward a "Anishinabek" (A good person as the Ojibway call their equivalent of a Christian).

LOVE IS A ROSE - Title of song by Nana Mouskouri, on an old 8 track cassette, plays regularly when I relax. My old 1950 MORSE Electrophonic player with its light-flashing speakerpanel front, does justice to this ancient music. That cassette has been playing for 10 years here, and maybe 40 years before and often after an hours of continual loop playing; I wonder what I will do when the BOT (Beginning of Tape) sensor abandons the tape.

As a young women, or beautiful lady, have you recieved flowers admiringly. What color, with or w/o thorns, what mix and with what accessories flowers.

I just send a dozen which were all red except for 2 white and with babybuttons (small white flowers (Baby's Breath - Everlasting Love) The meaning intended is " in the sea of True love are two pure souls (the babybuttons are stars) As the flowers bloom and our love grows we will stand strong and be seen be all to last forever". (the white roses (us) stand out of the bouquet)

Each flower has its meaning and where Love is concern the Rose is considered the story of Love. Sweetheart roses is suppose to be for the beginning love (Growers site says "Beauty and Youth, A Heart Innocent of Love" ; while the larger types of Roses are for the love from years of development. (I Love You, Perfect Happiness, Always, Love at First Sight, Joy and Gladness, Please Believe Me, Love and Desire, Friendship, Unity and Warmth of Heart)

In our invisible world we never know the real raison for such a gift, but if you had been raised where a lot of the household revenue came from the Greenhouse with flowers for spring planting and the Florists; you would have learned about roses. And beside.. even not knowing the meaning they make the heart smile.

The Rose is the perfect flower of love because arrives with it pedals closed tight. Remainding us how we are so careful of our feelings or expressing our new love. We hide away real emotion and tender expression, like the rose draw those pedals tight. From these tight protected and pointed self we discover our hidden self, and our love begans to open to expression. Like the rose with it round distribution of rose pedals, our love touches every side of our relationship. Slowly over days, (years for our love) this beautiful thing (rose or Love) opens toward it maximun beautiful. How lovely it is to know this and watch the rose open over days.

Flowers, have such a short life cycle compared to us. But they are born, bloom, show their maximun beautiful and whitter and die. Does our love likewise eventually whitter and die ?

Yes, the newness and the continual excitement of joy does; but it is up to each individual if their love lives for ever or whitter. Like care to the bouquet of roses, the love which one developes must also be cultured. Watered with sprinkles of kindness and tenderness, The Stems have to be cut every four or 5 days to let them collect water; and so also we must cut our stems of love. How..Have you make sacrifices for your love. Cut away the excess spending or self to prove how much you appreciate and love. The water of love is these sacrifices and often we need to cut

deep into our selfishness.

Of course you never let the rose completely die as a Bouquet of withered flowers means "Rejected love". The bouquet should be dried at the 5 or 6th day when it begans to lower it pedals. Hung upside down (stems well tired) and the perserve with something like HairSpray)

Of course if they die immediately it suggest that the love is dying too.. (a little care will prevent that)

And Roses are perfect pain givers when a thorn finds it way into your hand. Of course no man would want his love to receive the roses and prick her self on the thorns. Therefore, sometime, a florist will see the man slowly remove all the thorns from the roses. Yes, It does happen. I have often done this. Unless it is the first time you give the roses. (Then the roses are the beauty of the love and the thorns are the warning to becareful.. "Love can be painful".)

Of course the colors are also important for the meaning of the rose too... An invisible world... I hope this has made it more visible..

Rose (general)(Red) - Love ; I love you
Rose( white) - Eternal Love ; innocence; heavenly; secrecy and silence
Rose(pink) - Perfect happiness; please believe me
Rose(Yellow) - Friendship ; jealousy; try to care
Rose(Black) -Death
Rose(red and white) - Together; unity
Rose(thornless) - Love at first sight
Rose( single, full bloom) - I love you; I still love you
Rose bud - Beauty and youth ; a heart innocent of love
Rose bud(red) - Pure and lovely
Rose bud(white) - Girlhood
Rosebud (moss) - Confessions of love
Roses(Bouquet of full bloom) - Gratitude
Roses( Garland or crown of) - Beware of virtue; reward of merit; crown ; symbol of superior merit
Roses ( musk cluster) - Charming
Rose(tea) - I'll always remember
Rose(cabbage) - Ambassador of love
Rose(Christmas) - Tranquilize my anxiety; anxiety
Rose(damask) - Brilliant complexion
Rose(dark crimson) - Mourning
Rose(hibiscus) - Delicate beauty

Going and Coming - Seldom do we realize in our day to day rush to and from work that not everyone is on the same schedule as we are. During a early morning commute I realize that everyone is going (to work ) or coming (back from work) at this early hour.

I sat there alone in the seat with a place for someone else. But standing around me were several suits and lady's best. I was wondering why they did not sit and it dawn on me. Going and Comings do not mix.

I was coming back from a night's work and several of the standing were going to work. My work clothes, which were clean when I started work at 10pm the night before; was now rather dirty with flour (black pants) and even a shirt stain where some bakery filling has pushed up to my shirt front. Of course, I had worked 8 hours and certainly was also showing signs of it. (We don't even smell the same after 8 hours of work)

So these, just showered and now well dressed suits and lady's best were not going to take that empty seat and catch something. They would have happly sat with another morning commutor whom was starting work at 7:30 but not with the dirty (just finished work) labourer.