Walk outside look at the sky, ask it to fall or tell you why…

Take a moment to check out this unique video put together by Max and Jason for Current TV. This was filmed back at the end of June when Matthew Good did the acoustic show on his birthday in Las Vegas. I think it’s beautifully done. Take a look:


Notes from the drumkit…

Today was one of those days at the office that I just needed to get stuff done. On these kinds of days, I put in my earphones, turn up the volume really loud and motor through my pile of tasks praying that nobody will come up and give me the ‘shoulder tap’ whereby I must take my earphones out and talk to them. Usually I blast music from my ipod or tune into Edmonton’s Sonic radio via the web. Sometimes I listen to back episodes of The History of Rock report. Today I discovered what will become a new obsession: Taggart’s Take.
Jeremy Taggart is the drummer for Our Lady Peace, and Taggart’s Take is the podcast that he hosts, where he does impressions, skits, interviews and talks about everything from Canadian music to politics, and beyond…and when I say beyond, I really mean it. The podcasts air locally on The Fox and on several other radio stations across the country.
I’ve listened to the music of Our Lady Peace for years and I must admit that I certainly had a crush on Mr. Taggart when I was a teenager. But in all honesty, I tuned into Taggart’s Take today because he was chatting with my buddy Matt Good. Knowing how entertaining Matt is to listen to, there was no doubt in my mind that this would be a fun interview-but man, were my expectations exceeded! What I discovered is that Jeremy Taggart is hysterically funny and a truly brilliant comedian. There I was at my desk, laughing out loud like a lunatic all day long. I dug into the archives because I couldn’t get enough of Jeremy’s podcasts. I howled through every single one. His humour is not unlike that of myself and my friends, which is why I think I appreciate it so much. One of my favorites is Tracking Down Cuba Gooding Jr. but the Weak Impression of Donald Sutherland and It Ain’t Easy Being Lil are funny as hell too.
Check out part three of the interview with Matt Good, which is up next. You will not be disappointed, I promise.

In the shadow of moonlight you can show me a new place to start

Struggling with my insomnia again the last few nights. To blissfully close my eyes and forget is no longer effortless; I wonder if I lay between those starry sheets, beneath that glowing colorful spinning spectrum of dreams…I wonder if that way, the sleepless nights would feel alright. I wonder if I would feel justified. As it is, I lay here restless, left to daydream but unable to let my heart play seamless movies on the insides of my eyelids; lightly freckled shoulders lay beneath thick sheets, too hot, too cold; and my conscious gives way to small spiders that climb and crawl across this awkward body. They don’t let me sleep; I just want to forget.

Let’s go surfin’ now, everybody’s learnin’ how

This past weekend was my last big adventure of the summer. Right after work on Friday, Jessica and I took off for a weekend of surfing in Tofino. My body took a beating when it was pounded by waves, and muscles are hurting that I didn’t even know existed until now, my hands are covered in blisters from the long board and salt water- but I have a huge smile on my face and a head full of wonderful memories.
This has been a big year for new challenges in my life. Working for a lifestyle clothing brand in the action sports industry has given me some amazing opportunities to try new things. This past winter I hit the mountain and learned to snowboard; this weekend, I took on the ocean. Jessica and I participated in the Roxy Surf Camp put on by the Bruhwiler Surf School. The camp was a fantastic way to try a new sport, learn some new skills, meet some awesome girls and spend a fun weekend in the ocean and the sun. The rush of catching and actually being able to ride a wave is mind blowingly exhilarating and something I never actually imagined I would be able to do. But I did. Surfing may very well be the most fun sport I’ve ever tried. Bright and early Saturday morning, we put on our (less than flattering) wetsuits, and headed out to Chesterman Beach with our crew of ladies stoked to play Blue Crush. Unreal.

Our instructor was Catherine Bruhwiler, who is one of the top surfers in Canada. She is incredible to watch- she makes everything look so easy. She would ride a wave and every single person on the beach and in the ocean would stop and stare, mouths hanging open, in awe of her gracefulness. Having grown up in Tofino, Catherine has been surfing since she was a little kid. Her two brothers Raph and Sepp are both Quiksilver sponsored pro surfers as well. She now spends the better part of the year living in Mexico with her husband and two kids, surfing. She comes home to Vancouver Island to teach the Roxy Camps at the family surf school each summer. We were so inspired by her energy and skills. We could not have dreamed of having a more fabulous instructor. She cheered us on and showed us the ropes for two full days of riding the waves and hanging ten.

There’s really nothing that beats a day at the beach. I don’t think I could ever live somewhere that wasn’t close to the ocean. I really treasure having access to it any time I feel like it. We lucked out with the weather- there were some clouds and drizzle Saturday morning but it cleared up to sunny skies for the most part by the afternoon and Sunday was a flawless stretch of clear, blue sky and beaming sunshine. My whole life, I’ve been fantasizing about learning how to surf. And now I can say that I’ve gotten out there and given it a try…next stop, the Pipeline in Hawaii in my bikini. I’m hooked.
Despite the crazy ferry line-ups (note to self: make reservations for all future ferry trips!) the weekend was absolutely perfect and I have discovered a love for a new sport to boot!

I don’t sleep, I dream

I have always been fascinated by dreams. My whole life, I have been a dreamer; whether peaceful, entertaining or a full out night terror, I have always had very real, vivid dreams. My dreams are always in colour and I am always myself. I go through phases where I’ll dream very intensely every single night for a period of time. I’ll remember these dreams in great detail. I’ll wake up exhausted, from the intensity of the events that have occurred in my subconscious. Then there will be phases where I won’t remember a thing or perhaps I don’t dream at all. I’ve always said I should write them down- I could write a book with these elaborate storylines. I should really create a dream journal to keep track of them all. I have always been intrigued by the subconscious mind. Thoughts that come from our minds and imaginations which we’re not even aware are in there, are utterly astonishing sometimes.

For the last month or so, I’ve been on a major dream kick. I’ve been dreaming with great tenacity every single night and then I awake, almost believing that I’ve had actually these great adventures because they seem so real. People who I have not consciously thought about in years are making appearances each and every night. I’ve never known if these patterns of intense dreams correlate to anything specific that I’m doing. Is it something I eat, hormonal, just my various sleep patterns? Hard to say. I’ve never been able to pin it down. Three nights this week, I have had vivid dreams about a child. I am holding him so tightly that I can still feel him in my arms when I wake up. He is a little boy whom I call Mo and we are somewhere that looks like Africa. It’s insane how real these dreams have been. And more bizarre still, is that I have had this same dream three times now… it’s the first recurring dream that I’ve ever had.

I have spent quite a bit of time reading different theories about dreams including thoughts from Freud and Jung. I have read several of Carl Jung’s books; my favorite being Memories, Dreams, Reflections. I really do buy into Jung’s theories on this topic for the most part. He believed in the existence of the unconscious. However, he didn’t see the unconscious as animalistic, instinctual, and sexual; he saw it as more spiritual. Dreams were a way of communicating and acquainting ourselves with the unconscious. Dreams were not attempts to conceal our true feelings from the waking mind, but rather they were a window to our unconscious. They served to guide the waking self to achieve wholeness. Dreams offered a solution to a problem we are facing in our waking life.

Jung viewed the ego as one’s sense of self and how we portray ourselves to the world. Part of Jung’s theory was that all things can be viewed as paired opposites (i.e. good/evil, male/female, or love/hate). And thus working in opposition to the ego, is the “counterego” or what he referred to as the shadow. The shadow represents rejected aspects of yourself that you do not wish to acknowledge. It is considered an aspect of yourself which is somewhat more primitive, uncultured, and awkward.
Since dreams were a way of communicating with the unconscious, Jung felt that the imageries in dreams were a way of revealing something about ourselves, our relationships with others, and situations in our waking life. Dreams guided our personal growth and helped to self achieve our potential. He also believed that the dream’s manifest content is just as significant and revealing as the latent content. Often discussing what is currently going on in your life, helps to interpret and unlock the cryptic and bizarre images of your dreams. Jung’s method of dream interpretation is placed more confidently on the dreamer. He believed that we all possess the necessary tools to interpret our own dreams. There is no one correct way to interpret a dream. The meaning of your dreams is a personal judgment and is up to you on how to interpret them. Whatever interpretation felt right to you is most significant and more important than what someone else thinks or believes.

In our waking life we must adhere to certain standards and belief systems that are accepted by the majority of people around us. Within the constraints of this collective reality, we cannot do certain things. We cannot fly. We cannot walk on water. We cannot move into a palace and live in luxury. We work with the collective reality to determine what is possible and what is not possible. So, at certain times, we escape the shackles of the collective reality and travel into the essence of our own reality through dreaming. Dreams take us to a place where we don’t have to play by the rules of reality. I wonder where I will escape to tonight!