The Turn Of Opportunity...

Opportunity- it floods our lives. Each day we are given many opportunities. What do we make of them? Do we even recognize our chances anymore? I was thinking about this last night. Someone once told me, to take every opportunity that comes my way. But I am going to be realistic...that is not possible. If I take every opportunity, I will be worn thin. Passion will be gone.

I just had a deja vu moment, but I can't recall. Maybe I was reminiscing over things I never had.
Don't we seem to do that a lot?

Anyway...I have noticed that sometimes our greatest opportunities- that would do the most good, are right in front of us. By the time we figure it out and realize what we have, it is too late. The opportunity is gone.

So should we be upset about this? I don't really know. We can't truly know what we missed out on. We can't clearly see the alternative pathway that we would have traveled.

"I should have- I could have- I would have."
Don't worry.
Just stay open.

That is all my thoughts for now. Back to studying.
-Lexi

Ps. I have written other posts recently on the awesome collaborative blog I am part of. Go to http://ifeveryonewaslistening.blogspot.com to read them. =)

Crafting.

Hello Everyone. I hope you are all doing well. The end of the weekend is near. In the past few months I have stopped a lot of my planning ahead. Not all of it, but most. I make almost all of my weekend plans on Thursday-Friday night. It has been a good experience. I limit my lists....and take part in whatever comes my way. Many of the activities I would not think to do, but with great people in my life, and their drive for adventure- I have had some great fun. We'll see where it goes.

Saturday I went to a craft show. It was great fun. Many people don't know this about me, but I very much love crafting. I used to do it very often. I was even part of a club. Haha I don't do it as much anymore, but one step into an art shop, and my creative mind takes over. Someday I will join an art show. It will be fun. I don't know what I could make. Maybe I will paint rocks....or make candle holders.

Goodnight and happy crafting!
-Lexi

10:00pm

10:00pm.
Quiet and calm as I sit with a book and drink warm tea.
This is my favorite time of day...
where simplicity and complexity are in harmony.


Goodnight world.
-Lexi

Breaking Boundaries.

I failed to post my weekly blog on time. I started writing this one on....Thursday morning? I think. Whatever. It is still relevant. So here it is...

Do you ever get the feeling that you just care way too much? Now, before I get going- I am not writing this blog to make it sound like I care so much about everything and I am hard done by. No way. There are many things I really should care about...and I just don't. There are times I should cry, and I just can't. And things I should miss, and I never do. Then there are the things that throw me over the edge...and are completely ridiculous.
So, why write about this? I have no idea. I am feeling sad. Maybe this is a rant...
To speak your mind...or to be observant and discerning. Which one? Both are smart- but they take different paths. Do you care enough to share? Or is sharing not always caring?

I was thinking about how caring for some people is like running at full speeds into a brick wall. Blocked and hard, while attempting hurts. But with time and effort each brick can be slowly taken down...piece by piece. What is left, is very special. As it can be taken down, it can also be built back up- through words, actions, and emotions.

In the end we all have the same fate. Where do these walls come from? Break them down. Love.

-Lexi

What we call chaos is just patterns we haven't recognized yet.
- Chuck Palahniuk

Metric Concert

On Friday October 30 2009 I saw Metric in concert.

I will describe to all you people who may read this blog, how incredibly awesome that night was...starting at the beginning.

At around 6pm- Claire and I are dropped off in front of the Big Four building. The concert starts at 7pm, and the line is still short. We are very pleased and step into line behind a girl dressed up as a cat, and a man dressed up as a maid. They introduce themselves, and we have a long chat...along with some good laughs. The sun is slowly setting as the line grows. We are cold and anxious as the time creeps closer to 7.

At last the doors open, and we swiftly walk to the stage. We are close. Our view is excellent.

We stand for an hour... waiting for the opening band. We meet a cute couple, and engage in some perfect small talk. We then meet a young boy, who explains to us that this is going to be his first stand up concert- we reassure him that he will most likely be fine and won't break any bones.
The lights dim, and the thumping back beat coming out of the speakers slowly ends. Opening band enters the stage.




The four of them played well. They excited the audience with their catchy tunes, exotic outfits, and stage presence. Unfortunately I can not remember their band name. I will find them someday.


Metric is soon. 30 minute wait as they set the stage and do final sound checks. The lights dim for the last time, and the crowd roars. Metric makes their entrance. The crowd pushes forward, and I am moved right up against the barricade. The perfect view.


With their amazing sound, and engaging presence...the band quickly pulls you in. Stuck in the moment. Emily Haines sings beautifully and works the keys with ease, while Jimmy Shaw puts the crowd in awe with his awesome guitar riffs. Their sound is tight.



The crowd is now crashing into me. The security guard asked at least 5 times if I was okay, and if I wanted to be pulled out. There was no way. I was staying.




As the night moved on we met another fan. He was insane and completely awesome. He yells at the top of his lungs. "The guitar is coming!!!! Are you ready?!" Screams to Jimmy Shaw... "Do it!! DO IT!!" "Yes! Metric is INCREDIBLE!!!" He was fantastic.
Metric had a great set. I could not point out one thing I didn't love. They had two encore songs, one being an acoustic version of 'Combat Baby' -beautiful. And as easily as it started, it was over.



10:30pm. Claire and I make our way towards the C-Train. Amazed and tired, we stand quiet...and content. We board the train, and make our journey home. It is something about the train at night that is just perfect....