Hello Friends and all,
I am back from my six-day hiatus on the South Shores of Nipissing Lake. Drove there straight, from the moment I arrived, at the Lester B. Pearson Airport in Toronto. Let me just get this out right away. I am a truly changed man and I know that the devil is in the details. I promise I will lead you to the details soon. I just do not know where to start. Why not start at the very beginning!
About three months ago my daughter kind of talked me into creating my own blog. She had just started one of hers and maybe, I thought, that she was kind of just too carried away with it. So, for the heck of it, I created a blog site for myself and called it - No High Ground. For two months I posted nothing - nada, kapish. What did I have to blog about I asked myself. Nothing really. Anyways, I was working on my profile and I came to the edit picture profile part. I do not have my picture (thank God) on my computer and so I whisked over to sample pictures on my computer that had been loaded onto it by Microsoft, I guess, when they manufactured this computer many years ago. Of the four most beautiful pictures that I could have uploaded I chose the one that shows a really nice sunset. Unbeknown to me at that time was the fact that I would be going away for a week soon. To a place that is nationally known for its sunsets. Just check out my picture on my profile. I have now replaced the 'generic' picture of a sunset with the picture of the sun setting on the horizon at Nipissing Lake. I was told by the very warm person sitting next to me at Rebecca's wedding reception party that those sunsets are among the top ten must see natural sights in Canada! I did not know that when I was nudged into attending Rebecca's wedding on September 12th, 2009 in North Bay. What a beautiful wedding. But more about it later. Need to focus on the flow here.
Those of you who have followed my blogs to this point are probably wondering if I found the Genie in the bottle on the shores of Nipissing Lake. I have already told you that I am a changed man. I also said in my last blog that the Genie (in the bottle) on the beach at Nippissing Lake will replace my don't wants with my must haves. Which is take away the anger and give me fun and laughter, and take away my restlessness and give me peace, and finally take away my senseless worrying and give me vibrant colours. The fact is that there is no Nippissing Lake but there is a Nipissing Lake. I had mispelled it all along. Genies do not like that. Of course I had no idea when I was writing my blogs of my inexcuseable error. I only realised it when I noticed an article on the wall in our cottage that I had spelt Nipissing with an extra 'p' all along. Bad mistake. Genies do not like any mistakes let alone a bad mistake. Thankfully Genies are forgiving especially if one is determined to bring about good to oneself and to those around oneself. Without blinking an eye I apologized to the imaginary Genie and prayed that I would be able to connect with him and have my wishes fulfilled.
Lets go back to almost the beginning. A very good place to start. I arrived at the sidewalk at Terminal 3 arrivals at like ten to six. Ten minutes later, as I was just beginning to wonder how much longer I would have to endure the endless car and bus traffic and the mega surrounding concrete buildings and overpasses, I saw my ride drive up. I felt a little emotional at meeting my cousin and his wife. Also tagging along with us as a last minute addition to the trip to the cottage was Rishma, my cousin's wife's daughter. Very impressive person this Rishma. She gave me a very very polite "hello uncle" and I quickly wondered if all four of us were going to be compatible companions as we were headed into the wilderness and had planned on staying together for five nights. My cousin's loosest lips, his wife's no-nonsense manners, Rishma's extreme politeness and my numb mind and tired body. A recipe for 'the mother of all disasters' I thought at the time. Thankfully I was wrong again. It maybe my mental and physical state that caused these extreme failures in my judgement (and spelling!). But that is exactly why at a few minutes after six in the evening on Thursday the 10th of September, 2009, I was on my way to find peace and love where it would be best to go and where Karma was taking me now. I reminded myself to 'go with the flow' and to 'live in the moment'.
The title of this blog is actually a slogan on the stationery of Cosy Cove Cottages. Bud and Linda Link have owned and run this place for twenty, yes twenty years, and are among some of the most wonderful people I have ever met.
We will arrive at Cosy Cove Cottages soon. With a little help from Aggie.
Let's meet again soon and chat some more. There's more, much more.
For now, I need to get out there. I like the smell of freshly cut grass. Not so much the noisy lawnmower. Its time to mow my lawn. After a week away playing the lazy turtle it will be a chore. Love my family for their Blackberrys and staying in touch.
Bye for now.
Abdul
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