Horses never lie…

On a cold rainy Spring day in 2007, Little Gem, Starshine and I walked along Pender Street from our house to Tinseltown for a Sunday matinee…

We went to see The Last Mimzie which, if you can filter out all the Hollywood super crap, pathetic script, and adult over-acting,

has something to say about what children know and adults forget,

and perhaps where we can go with our future,

if we put some thought into it…

As we were watching I asked my daughters,

Can you see things like that?

They both looked at me like I was SLOW or something and said,

Uh, yes…

Don’t you???”

I had to admit that I don’t see things at a molecular level…

There may have been a time when I could,

but the disconnection program of the ‘real world’ is a highly effective brainwashing…

Little Gem is always talking about atoms and molecules…

She says she can see things in millions of pieces…

This Monday I watched the Last Mimzie with the children of some friends of mine,

as part of my armchair research on heightened sensory experience…

I wondered,

Do you see things like that???

C. Mona said,

I used to,

but not anymore…

C. Mona is making the big jump from elementary school into middle school after Labour Day…

Maybe one day she’ll start to see other things,

like the energy all around us…

I’ve seen her younger sister communicating with animals,

silently,

with her spider sense…

During our walk through Chinatown to the Last Mimzie, we passed a man laying on the sidewalk…

He was asking for spare change…

I thought of the ten dollar bill in my wallet and told him that I didn’t have any…

He was still there on our way back home,

after the movie,

in the very same spot…

Again I said,

Sorry, no change.

The next day Little Gem climbed on my lap while I was reading and writing…

She said,

You lied to that man…

that man on the sidewalk…

You did have money,

and you didn’t give it to him…

I did some quick thinking,

trying to be foolproof,

The man asked for spare change,

and I only had a ten dollar bill…

The ten dollar bill I just used to buy the whipping cream for our dessert…

Little Gem gave me a look that was not impressed…

She walked off as only she can and returned with her tu-tu shaped piggy bank…

Mama, can you open this up for me???

I did…

Can you help me count up this money???

I did…

Then she said,

I have this idea…

I don’t know if it came from a past life or from when I was a baby,

but from now on I am going to keep half of my money for the things I need,

and I’m going to give half of my money to other people for the things that they need…

Little Gem put her spare change in a pretty little purse…

The week after I was called on my lies I got out of my car one day,

and there was a five dollar bill,

right there, where I put my foot down on the road…

I thought about Little Gem and the idea she had from this life,

or a past one…

If I had given that man on the sidewalk the ten dollar bill I’d had in my wallet,

I’d be following her math of generosity…

I’d have given the man half for what he needed and still have half for what I needed…

I gave that five dollars away to that same man when some weeks later I saw him sitting across the aisle from me while I was riding the bus,

minding my own business…

We exchanged knowing smiles…

From that day on I started to keep twenties in my car…

I didn’t hand them out to everyone,

just when I had a feeling that said,

NOW…

Sometimes the feeling was so strong it made me drive around several blocks again after passing by someone who looked like they were about to follow death and all of his friends…

And I started throwing spare change out on the sidewalk in front of my house…

I saw my next door neighbour, Jeffries, picking up the coins one day…

I asked him if he could please put them back…

Lay the spare change down on the ground and just watch from his house to see what could happen…

A few moments later two little girls came skipping along the sidwalk with their mom…

They squealed when they saw the nickels and pennies,

Pennies from heaven!!!

making their day a little more magic…

A neighbour gave me ten dollars to go see the movie,

Happy Go Lucky, which is neither here nor there…

He told me,

You need to go see this movie right NOW…

On the way to Tinseltown,

to see this movie right NOW,

I saw a woman in the alley scratching away at the pavement,

in the cold dark, rainy night…

I said,

Excuse me, can I give this to you???

handing her the ten dollars…

She looked at me like I was handing her a million and said,

Thank you…

You get the feeling like no one around here cares…

now I can go to a shelter for the night…

May God bless you…

I’ve already been blessed,

more than a million times…

I know what you’re thinking…

What does any of this have to do with hockey???

Well, just in case you need some learning assistance I’ll make the Canuck’tion for you…

We don’t know what REALLY happened in that cab with Patrick Kane and his cousin,

shame on bloggers for thinking and writing that they know anything about the truth,

and shame on any of you for consenting to a belief in stories that are manufactured for mindless consumption,

it is time to wake up from your slumber…

FYI: Hollywood tabloid blogs, and gossip, are junk food,

So if you want your corpus callosum to be a super highway you need to watch the vehicles you’re driving through your mind…

Thoughts and words are cars…

Ask yourself if you’re running on empty???

And if you believe that it really is worth fighting over twenty cents,

put down your finger guns and do some simple reflection…

ONE has nothing to lose,

and everything to gain,

by breaking millions into a thousand tiny pieces…