Pay attention
not only to how it works,
but the way.
Watch for
the steps, the stages, the
layers of the day.
Surely
slowly, incrementally
it will fall into place.
© 2026 j.g. lewis
a daily breath
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cloud songs
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truth and reconciliation
truth
comes at a costhonour
those who have already paidrespect
the processhealing
takes timeforgiveness
takes even longerSeptember 30 marks the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation. This day honours the Survivors of residential schools, the children who never returned home, and their families and communities.
Orange Shirt Day is an indigenous-led grassroots commemorative day intended to raise awareness of the individual, family and community inter- generational impacts of residential schools and to promote the concept of “Every Child Matters”. -
Mondays are just young Fridays
Those famous four notes: unmistakably classical, inimitably Beethoven.
Buh, buh, buh, buuuuh.
Symphony No. 5.
I had the absolute pleasure of hearing the score performed live yesterday by the Winnipeg Symphony Orchestra. It was the second time in my life that I have heard the music live, the last time was in 2011 (also performed by our local orchestra). Chances are, many of the same musicians were performing the piece both times. Deep in talent and history: that’s the kind of orchestra the WSO is.
Buh, buh, buh, buuuuh: there is so much more to the music
Yes, there are softer more luxurious passages over several stirring movements, but Beethoven got right down to business with those abrupt, ominous four notes making repeated appearances throughout.
Truly, Beethoven’s Fifth is one remarkable piece of music
Yesterday, and forever, those same four notes remind us how joyous the music is; a cultural reference that continues to make one of the most famous (if not the most famous) composers relevant.
Splendid. Stirring. Sensational.
The WSO opened its season this past weekend. There is so much more music to look forward to.
© 2026 j.g. lewis
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inaccuracy
We can’t take back days we
deny ourselves the courage
to rise above ailments that
have persisted for too long
a time.
Nestled only in memory, only
our perception will allow a
greater vista than what we
have experienced.
Can we write about the past
in present tense, overlooking
our faults and frailties?
When does it become fiction,
and when will we realize
its inaccuracy?© 2023 j.g. lewis
