The ones that get to your soul...

This will be a two-fold blog entry I have decided. First of all, I want to talk about the Parkland area of Edmonton and make mention of a certain woman who lives there. Every week I am out in the Parkland subdivision cutting parks and boulevards and pipelines. And more than once now, Karen and I have been driving off or on to the Anthony Henday and an asian woman is driving through that very same intersection. Now, normally, that wouldn't be too memorable. I'm sure we have encountered many of the same people in the same places at the same times, but this woman is different. She drives wearing a full visor over her face. Almost as though she is on her way to weld something, but not quite so hard core. Each time we've seen her now, she is never without that full face visor...rain or shine and it brings a fantastic amount of joy to Karen and I's day.
Also, a mention of Parkland would not be complete without bringing attention to the Husky hotdogs. They are quite possibly the best hotdogs in the entire city and the condiments, the likes of which have never been seen before, include not only the usual but banana peppers, sauerkraut and often fresh, finely chopped onion. The other day, when I was in there having my 9am hotdog, I met a man who works on the North East end of the city, but drives all the way out to Parkland Husky (on the far west side of the city) to get a hotdog everyday. mmmm. Thursday here I come.


Now, on a totally different note, I'd like to share with you some lyrics from the fantastic Xavier Rudd. Its a song called Message, and I really like it.

So come sit down
Will you talk with me now?
Let me see through your eyes
Where there is so much life
We are biding our time
For these myths to unwind
These changes we will confront

So peace be where
With every place that you had
Look to your soul
For these things that you know
For the trees that we see
Cannot forever breathe
With the changes they will confront

You know some people
They just wont understand
They just wont understand these things
Thank you for your message
But I don't understand
No, I just wont understand these things

This sacred land it has
Seen many hands, it has
Wealth and gold yet it is
Fragile and old and all the
Greedy souls just don't care to know
Of the changes it will confront

So speak out loud of the
Things you are proud
And if you love this coast
Keep it clean as it evolves
Cos the way that it shines
May just dwindle with time
With the changes it will confront

You know some people
They just wont understand
They just wont understand these things
Thank you for your message
But I don't understand
No, I just wont understand these things
You know some people
They just wont understand
They just wont understand these things
Thank you for your message
But I don't understand
No, I just wont understand these things

So hold nice and close
The ones that get to your soul
So that when it is cold
You wont feel so alone
Cos the roads that you take
May just crack and break
With the changes you will confront

With each gift that you share
You may heal and repair
With each choice that you make
You may help someone's day
Well I know you are strong
May your journey be long
Now I wish you the best of luck
Well I know you are strong
May your journey be long
And now I wish you the best of luck