Glenn Kubish

Here are three things that moved the needle of happiness and gratitude in the week that was. Three Things from Edmonton, episode 139:                               1. Sounds of summer   When the snow comes and the land in this part of the country sounds its long steady note of winter, other sounds will drift out of range for a time. That’s why I ignored the voice inside me that said get up and go do something productive, and, instead, stayed where I was, sitting in a chair in the backyard, listening to rain falling down onto the gazebo roof overhead.   When the snow comes and the side streets and back roads are shined up like glass, access to other sounds will lie buried for a time. To prepare, I looked down and listened to my bike tires bite into a gravel road at the University Farm as I pedalled to pick up a dozen fresh eggs. Not a bite as much as a sizzle, to hear it. When the snow forces bare feet b...

  From the maelstrom, here are three things that notched some gratitude and happiness this past week. Three Things, episode 112:                         1. Medium/message   The day I realized that all the places I would like to travel to I won’t travel to because as I get older it will be harder to travel to, and that I might have <knock on world> another decade and a half to make tracks, get back to Tulsa, get back to Ottawa and Montréal, see the Maritimes, that day was an eye-opening, bucket-list-editing day. The quantity of time isn’t the same thing as the quality of time. Well, huh, didn’t quite grasp that at 25. Same thing with all the things I would like to understand. It might be a smarter strategy to concentrate my dwindling resources on a few key teachings and then knuckle down and try to get a hold of them. For me, McLuhan’s maxim that the medium is the message is one of those elusive things. It h...