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ONE THOUSAND TREES NOVEMBER 2019 ONE THOUSAND TREES FACILITATING WELLNESS THROUGH CONNECTION , CREATIVITY , AND COMMUNITY SERVICE Publisher lisa browning regular Contributors andrea lines-botell, Christine nightingale, arlene spencer, Cheron Van beek One Thousand Trees is published monthly. Submissions for Feature Articles (based on the monthly theme) or Regular Departments are due on the 25th of the month prior to each publication. Full Production Schedule, including summary of monthly themes, can be found at www.onethousandtrees.com/magazine.html Please submit by email, as a Word doc attachment, by the above-stated deadlines. Please do not send PDFs. First-time writers for One Thousand Trees are asked to send a brief (two to three sentence) bio, and a head shot in JPEG format. Because of difficulties with some articles sent in the body of emails, we cannot accept submissions in this format. Please sent a word doc attachment. All rights reserved. Articles cannot be reprinted without the written consent of the Publisher. one thousand trees 3-304 stone road West, suite 338 guelph on n1g 4W4 email: [email protected] Phone: 519-362-5494 ONE THOUSAND TREES NOVEMBER 2019 REAL MEN DON ’T CRY Feature artICLe : thoughts on the theMe by Fran black 1 Departments : (bolded articles are monthly features ) ConneCtions -- the month in review, by Lisa Browning 12 -- My Sister, by Marilyn elphick 7 -- spirit Babies: Real Men Don’t Cry, by Christine nightingale 2 -- Words I Couldn’t say: Daddy’s Hand, by arlene spencer 1 giVing baCk -- Battle of the Blades, by lisa browning 8 health & W ellbeing -- self-Love is Just a Heartbeat away: At the Right Time, It All Comes Together , by Cheron Van Beek 6 -- spice, splatters and soul: Are You Sitting Comfortably? by andrea Lines-Botell 3 the library -- the story Behind the story: Café Conversations, by Marion reidel 7 Cover Photograph by Sandra Wilson www.quiteacharacter.ca Forget Me Not a branch of One Thousand Trees Your life ... in audio-visual format! memories to cherish, and share with generations to come Don’t forget -- no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell. Charles de Lint tell your story ... leave your legacy For more information email [email protected] or visit www.onethousandtrees.com THIS MONTH ’S CONTRIBUTORS Marilyn Elphick Colleen Heighington My Sister Thoughts on the Theme Marilyn’s first career was as a Colleen is happily married to a Registered Nurse in various fields of wonderful husband named Ken. They medicine. Her last position was as a have been blessed with three dialysis nurse. She completed an MDiv beautiful children, and four terrific degree in 2002 and a TH.M in 2013. grandsons. She enjoys reading, writing From 2002-2015 she worked as the stories and poetry, and she keeps fit by walking 3 to 4 Director of Campus Ministry, and at present she works kilometres every day. Her summers are spent at their as a chaplain at a long-term care facility. She recently trailer in Orillia, and she really enjoys the time she spends moved to Orton, Ontario, and she loves to write! with family and friends. She has been a volunteer with Hospice Wellington since 2015. Andrea Lines-Botell Christine Nightingale Spice, Splatters and Soul Spirit Babies Andrea is a public speaker, writer and After studying Hypnosis for Fertility, wellness practitioner who first started Christine found that while working creating steps for solutions in conflict with clients, she would get very clear and crisis areas over 20 years ago in messages from their miscarried or not England. Andrea offers gentle and creative support to yet conceived babies. Her speciality others through her coaching company, Mandalia House has become getting messages from these babies of Healing. With a passion for supporting people facing explaining their difficulties in coming in, and suggestions grief, addiction and loss, Andrea offers a safe space and for making it easier. She has worked with over 400 holistic approach to each individual, incorporating art and couples, facilitating communication and pregnancy. For music therapy, coaching, energy healing, workshops and more information please visit her website at support groups. Visit her at www.mandaliahouse.com. www.nightingalehealing.com. Marion Reidel Arlene Spencer Story Behind the Story Words I Couldn’t Say Marion is a writer of humorous short Arlene is a wife, mother of three fiction, with inspiration from personal grown boys, and a special education experience and observation. Her educator who has a passion for life, readers will laugh out loud and shake an abundance of energy and a need their heads, but beneath the to be heard because at the end of amusement they’ll find insights about self-esteem, the day everyone has “Words They Couldn’t Say.” You shame and overcoming familiar obstacles. Marion feels can reach Arlene by email, at [email protected]. strongly that the short fiction format is well suited to the busy lives of contemporary readers. Her first collection of linked stories is now available on Amazon. You can find her website at https://marionreidel.wordpress.com. Cheron Van Beek Self-Love Is Just a Heartbeat Away Cheron was born and raised in Zimbabwe, Africa. She is the oldest of 7 children. She is married with three beautiful daughters aged 21, 5 and 4. Cheron came to Canada in 2001 with her oldest daughter. Her purpose in this life is to humbly serve others through love and encouragement, by sharing her story, so others can learn to love themselves for who they really are, and so that they can pass their blessings onto others. PUBLISHER ’S PONDERINGS I have had many “Dark Night of the Soul” experiences. Sometimes, they last just a night, sometimes longer. This year, most of October was enveloped in a cloud of darkness and self-imposed introspection. It was also a time of technological frustration, as I experienced continual issues with my computer, cell phone, etc. Knowing that Mercury went retrograde earlier this week helps to explain things a bit (although I can’t say I’m looking forward to the next 19 days!). But I was encouraged when I read this: "It’s time to reassess, and heal the past within ourselves. We’ll emerge like a phoenix rising from the ashes." I have been doing a lot of reassessing, as I think about the future of One Thousand Trees. I am currently working on several projects that mean a lot to me, and I am also taking time to reflect on and plan for upcoming projects. The book I am currently formatting contains the following as a sub-heading: Who is the REAL You? It is a great, and very timely, question for me as I go through this discernment process. Stay tuned, as I discover the answer, and incorporate that into One Thousand Trees as I begin my 10th year of business. Lisa THougHTS oN THE THEME sees them no matter where they are, snowplowed our long driveway. I long by Colleen Heighington and he is there. God is there to to see him relaxing in his rocking chair comfort and help them through in our old country kitchen with his At first reading this statement, Real anything that they are faced with, and morning coffee. I guess I just miss Men Don’t Cry, I agree with it as to will never leave them. What a comfort everything about him. what I have seen for myself. The men it is to them and to all of us. in my life like my dad, my husband, my My mother talks about when they son and my brother only to name a God created us, and he created tears. were starting out as a young couple. few haven’t to my knowledge shed Real Men Don’t Cry? Yes, they do, and He took care of a borrowed dairy cow. any tears. If they have, I haven’t seen that is a beautiful thing!!! When that cow had its first calf, it it. I have seen them teary eyed - but became the beginning of his own honestly, I can’t remember a tear * * * herd. I loved going to the barn after rolling down their cheeks. I cry the cows had come in from the field to whenever I need to and sometimes scrap the walkways. Not sure how I handled that big shovel on my own more often, so why Don’t Real Men Words but looking back I truly appreciate the Cry? Personally speaking, I can think of I Couldn’t Say a few reasons. For one, real men want time I had with him at the barn. With to be strong in front of their family and Arlene Spencer eight children there wasn’t much one friends. I have seen this first-hand, on one time. especially at funerals or when they are going through a devastating situation. I was the seventh of eight children, Secondly, the thought of shedding DADDy ’S HAND and he had created nicknames for us tears is only for sissies and real men all. Sometimes I think the neighbours don’t want to be called that - right!! His death left a heartache no one actually thought my name was Girl Whatever the other reasons are, I could heal, but his love leaves a Baby. We were Manny, Bitsy, Doll, think that I am safe to say that I have memory no one can steal. Lennie, Watzey, Big Girl, and Spike. named the two most important ones. My father passed away thirty-four Before my husband proposed to me, However, when I think of this topic a years ago.