Her White Garden of Love Stirred Me, Her Yellow Sky Above Cured Me, A Beautiful Day with My Son
Her White Garden of Love 9:32 amÂ
Happy New Year to all who read this. When Tristan and I came to Starbucks, there were 17 people in the room, and 2 conversations in progress. A woman wearing a pink vest and pink sweater with a pink hat and pink scarf arrived with her little girl dressed in a pink winter jacket with red snow pants.  A man with his wife and his daughter sat for coffee and muffins. His wife wore a dark mauve sweater, a pink purse on the table beside her. It was a very bright and sunny day. The air was quite mild for walking. Tristan did well with that. Last night I told Tristan about unraveling energy in the body and how directed attention enhances its force, and my experiences of this.
Blue Downtown Soulmates 7:00 am
Her White Garden of Love 7:39 am
Her White Garden of Love 8:00 am
Her White Garden of Love 8:11 am
Her White Garden of Love 8:12 am
Her White Garden of Love 8:36 am
Her White Garden of Love 9:32 amÂ
On our walk Tristan sped up ahead with unbelievable  acceleration. He said he put his mind on his feet, the energy traveled through to his legs. And he was off like a shot, faster than my long legs could walk. Long shadows stretched upon façade walls, trees of love, parked cars and people walking. The road was wet and glossy. The sky was blue, nearly cloudless. Tristan had a hot chocolate with whipped cream, and I drank my regular coffee. Tristan brought the video camera to shoot his small action figures for a discrete location scene, while I wrote for my love Anna. John Lennon played on the speakers –the last songs he wrote before he was murdered. And then he sang Jealous Guy, a beautiful love song. Tristan wondered if Lennon had a fight with his wife after he considered the lyrics. He said, “Many people think men are superior to women but I know they’re not. They are equal.” I was so happy he knew that.
Her White Garden of Love 12:57 pm
Her Habitat River of Love 2:56 pm
Her Habitat River of Love 3:50 pm
Her Black Potency 3:57 pm
A couple arrived and sat nearby. The woman wore a pink turtleneck sweater. And as usual, at the same time, a woman arrived wearing the same shade, in her pink hat and pink scarf. Two parents arrived with two little girls. One girl wore a pink coat with pink snow pants. Her sister was dressed in black with pink gloves. Today, Tristan chose 2 films a James Bond movie, Tomorrow Never Dies and Kicking and Screaming with Will Ferrell. His choices are always so fitting. Today he sang me an entire piece of classical music with such perfect detail, and then one that he made up himself. He said he often hears music in dreams. I couldn’t tell which one was better. He is more advanced than I was at his age. The past few days with him were wonderful, the longest I’ve spent with him in ages, and this is a sad fact.  I was so sad returning him to his mother. This morning, Anna showed me her white garden of love in the snow. It was so beautiful, and I longed to walk with her in the snow, holding hands, kissing and hugging, our love keeping us warm, arm in arm. Later on she showed me soulmates with yellow sky downtown. With Anna Dirksen, my soulmate,  there is no sense of wounding or harm. It was hard for me to write today, and use the dreamcard with the way I feel about Anna. I love her passionately.
Soulmates Yellow Sky 4:28 pm
Soulmates Yellow Sky 4:30 pm
Soulmates Yellow Sky 4:34Â pm
Soulmates Yellow Sky 4:40 pm
Soulmates Yellow Sky 4:49 pm
Soulmates Black Potency 4:54 pm
Habitat Lights 7:04 pm
 Her River of Love Happy New Year!  12:03 am
Her River of Love Happy New Year! 12:04 am
Her River of Love Happy New Year! 12:05
Her River of Love Happy New Year! 12:06 am
Her River of Love Happy New Year! 12:07 am
Her River of Love Happy New Year! Â 12:09 am
City Lights New Year 12:36 am
All that I feel for her is true loving. I pray that for us in the New Year there will be no quarrel, misfortune or mishap, but more loving and dreaming and sharing. I love that woman so much.  I  pray that  everything will be alright, with a closeness that makes our love stronger. I pray there will be no war, dry rot, rats or losing of things, but only good loving together, in the bonding of our integration, sweet unity and true soulmate bliss. I need her in my life even nearer and more real. I love her name in my book. In my soul her place remains deeply secure. In my heart Anna lives in safe haven.  I wish Anna the happiest ever New Year!  And I pray forever beyond! I love Anna Dirksen on this 2006 New Year’s Eve!  She is the love of my life!
Wounding
Relating
So Securely Safe with My Son, with Such Real Love in My Heart for Anna
Steep Road 2:54 pm
I woke up early this morning, after 5 am, but fell back to sleep at some point. When I awoke, it was after 7:30 and naturally I was upset with myself for missing something from Anna. I guess I was tired today. My love Anna showed me Habitat in the snow with early lights, and her heart was whispering to me. Anna showed me the bridge and the buildings nearby. Anna showed me time and her river of love, involved with the snowfall so white. She showed me the snow glow complete, and she showed me the snow-covered street below where she does her good work up at the CBC.  I love Anna Dirksen.  She is the love of my life.
Habitat Lights 7:43 am
Bridgeway 7:44 am
Distant Habitat Glow 7:47 am
Snow Glow 8:00 am
Snow Glow 9:00 am
Snow Buildings 9:43 am
Road Snow 10:44 pm
Underpass Snow 1:25 pm
Bonsecours Snow 1:52 pmÂ
Viger road 2:11 pm
Bridgeway 2:30 pm
Two in the Distance 2:32 pm
Church Place 2:52 pm
Steep Road 2:54 pm
Underpass 2: 57 pm
 Underpass 4:20 pm
Underpass Glow 4:43 pm
Car Park 6:52 pm
 Viva Italia 7:30 pm
Viva Italia 10:30 pm
Downtown Soulmates 12:30 am
Tristan and I went briefly shopping downtown for two Star Wars soldiers. Today we did not go for coffee. It was cold, but I thought the weather was warmer. And when we returned for some soup, Anna showed me the underpass and to Bonsecours, with Viger road and then to the church. Anna returned me to the underpass, my heart remembers what I wrote for her. Much later, Anna showed me Viva Italia, glowing in yellow evening light. There were moments of her black potency. At some point the website was blocked. Tristan chose the murder mystery Scoop, by Woody Allen to watch. He worked on his action figure video comedy while I rested and listened to Judee Sill. We watch a Krishnamurti video talk about freedom, religion and education, and Tristan had many questions. From out of the blue he asked me, “Have you ever had a super-normal experience?” Anna was in my heart and my mind all through the day and through the night.
Opposing
Relating
Her River of Love and Mountain of Passion, My Soulmate is Simply Smashing, I Longed for Her Deep in My Heart
Soulmates 7:31 am
 
Her Passionate Mountain of Love 4:55 pm
When Tristan and I arrived at Starbucks this morning, there were 21 people in the room, and 5 conversations in progress. Tristan ordered his hot chocolate, and I had my regular coffee, while writing for Anna, my love. There was no sign of pink, but there were signs of red. Soon pink would appear. It was a very cold morning, quite chilly. But at least it was sunny. The sky was blue and clear. Defined shadows were angular, with precise contrast to the beaming of light. There was a couple nearby, laughing at the laptop they sat at. The woman seemed a little embarrassed.  She wore a grey top with pink lines. Frank Sinatra crooned on the speakers.
Soulmates 7:02 am
Soulmates 7:29 am
Soulmates 7:31 am
Hospital Care 7:47 pm
Her Passionate Mountain of Love 10:32 am
Another couple came and sat behind Tristan. The man made loud pronouncements with humour. The woman smiled and she wore a pink sweater. At the same moment a woman arrived, wearing the same shade of pink hat and pink scarf. The room was filled with a happy mood. I was feeling peace of mind and in love. Today Tristan chose the film The Legend of Ricky Bobby, with Will Ferrell. It was the funniest movie we’ve seen in awhile -brilliant humor almost insane. On the CBC later on we watched Austin Powers with Mike Myers. Will Ferrell appeared in that too. This morning I woke up with pleasure to find my love Anna Dirksen showing me soulmates close up and slowly turning to a glowing green. She showed me the General hospital, And I love her from not too far further beyond. And so to her I felt closer still. She showed me her mountain of true love, with the dusting of snow and the trees. When Tristan and I returned home from the cold, Anna showed me her river of love with the bridges. Afterward, my love Anna showed me two stack in the yellow distance. And I love her like no other.
Her River of Love Bridges 12:21 pm
Her River of Love Flowing 12:44 pm
Her Harbour of Love 12:45 pm
Building a View 3:00 pm
Horizon Glow 3:06 pm
A Building View 3:08 pm
Two in the Distance 3:43 pm
Her Habitat River of Love 3:49 pm
Habitat Place 3:50 pm
Her Habitat River and Lights 4:34 pm
I loved her Habitat kiss. I craved for a long loving embrace. With Anna’s love there is no wounding. I am no trickster or vampire. I will not abandon my love for her to the wreckage and to the rubble. She will not betray her love to me for the shards and the broken vessels. Thank God, I am not a goat that eats anything, and she will not put her fist through a wall. My passion for Anna is clear and strong. She is the one true beautiful woman of my wildest dreams. I need her presence more and more. For my Anna my love there is no war, but a longing for sharing our love destiny together. She can never be a cruel crocodile, and I am no measly worm. We are soulmates pure, heart to heart with deep loving. I ached for her black potency today. While I had fun with my son Tristan playing, Anna’s yellow sky glow was simply smashing. I love Anna Dirksen.
Her Yellow Sky of Love 4:37 pm
Her Yellow Sky of Love 4:43 pm
Her Yellow Sky of Love 4:49 pm
Red Underpass Parking 4:54 pm
Her Passionate Mountain of Love 4:55 pm
Evening Sky 4:57 pm
Meanwhile, Homer teaches an adult education class how to have a successful marriage. But he reveals many personal secrets about his love life with his wife Marge. She finds out and sends him out, quite offended, because he said that he’d stop but he didn’t. In the end, Homer begs her to take him back, declaring his devoted dependence on her, while Frasier becomes the speaker for disgruntled employees, unhappy with their salary freeze that Kate the station manager has enforced. Frasier and Kate find themselves embracing each other in mid argument. Negotiations were miraculously enhanced. On CBC News at Six, Marianna Simeone wore a black and red plaid jacket. The first story was Fire. 40 people became homeless after a 4:am fire at a senior’s residence, as reported by Andrew Chang. The second story was Overpass Closed. The third story was Saddam Execution Nears, and then an update on Myriam Bédard denied bail, reported by Kristy Snell. And then a brief weather check with Cheryl Rosebush, wearing a light grey jacket a white cap and a dark purplish feathery scarf, according to my TV reception.
The fourth story was an update on a school fire, reported by Peter Johnson wearing a black coat and red scarf. And a preview of political New Year’s resolutions, and then on to the first commercial break. Upon returning, Geeta Nadkarni introduced the behind the scenes season’s greetings. Marianna said, “What a lovely bunch.” And then, Gerri Barrer presented possible political resolutions if the noted people were wise enough. Montrealer’s resolutions were then presented, and then to the second commercial break. Cheryl Rosebush returned with the New Year’s Eve weather, and to the third commercial break, followed by The Scene with Anna Asimakopulos and The Year in Review in entertainment. She spoke with Pierre Lapointe. And these were the names they mentioned: Barbra Streisand, Bob Dylan, Kent Nagano, Gregory Charles, and the Paul Simon Tribute Concert. And the highest grossing film was Bon Cop Bad Cop. Anna mentioned Congorama and Passe Partout and Anne-Marie Losique with Ben Affleck. Before Marianna Simeone signed off she announced that fellow colleague Claude Martineau was retiring after 35 years of service at the CBC.
Night Lights 6:34 pm
And I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary-blog of loving and dreaming, CBC News at Six re-reportage of absence, anger, annihilating, the awful, blasting, breaking, the catabolic, cleaning, cracking, crashing, crushing, the deadly, decomposing, demolishing, despair, destiny, the devastating, the dismantling, the disposing, doom, embarrassment, eradication, exploding, extinguishing, fate, fighting, grieving, incinerating, the indiscriminate, inevitability, judging, killing, the lethal, the malignant, misfortune, operating, overturning, overwhelming, pounding, power, pulling apart, pulverizing, ruining, self-destruction, senselessness, smashing, superiority, the terrible, war, the will, and wrecking.
Destroying
Relating
I Love Her Yellow Light and Spirit, I Love Her Saving Water Pool, I Love Her Red Heart of Courage, I Love Her Green Healing Work
The Glowing Road 1:52 pm
 
The Glowing Road 2:25 pm
With Tristan and I up at Starbucks this morning, there were 8 people in the room. Tristan ordered a hot chocolate with whipped cream, I had my regular coffee, and he enjoyed his Futurama comic, while I spent love time writing for Anna. There was a sure sign of pink: A teacher correcting a large pile of school papers with pink covers on them. There was a woman that sat by the window, with a pink scarf and brown coat on her chair. She was getting ready to leave, with her black gloves with pink cuff lining. A woman arrived wearing a black coat with white curves. She was with her two children together –a young boy and a girl. The boy wore a blue black and white winter jacket.
Downtown Morning Purple 6:57 am
Downtown Morning Blue 7:10 am
Green Glow 7:18 am
Green Glow 7:23 am
Green Glow 7:28 am
White Glow 7:43 am
Yellow Glow 8:11 am
Grey Glow 8:35 am
The litte girl wore a black white and pink coat, with a pale pink hat with pink pompoms. And then, Tristan and I made our way to downtown. Tristan and I woke up early this morning, with plans to go downtown for late Christmas shopping. That’s the way it worked out this year. He gets to be there to choose what he wants  -most likely the DVD of Clone Wars. I bought him two Star Wars action figures. And I bought myself a CD, the album Low by David Bowie -good music from my early teens. Tristan suggested we rent the film Pirates of the Caribbean, Dead Man’s Chest, with the giant octopus. It was a beautiful sunny morning. The sky was marbled blue with white cloud frosting.
City Morning 9:02 am
City Morning 9:03 am
Buildings 9:04 am
Road 9:20 am
Road 10:20 am
The sun was out; it was shining. Beautiful shadows and light contrast. Trees in love were so still and so poised. Snow was so clean soft and white. Gentle flakes spiraled downward, sparse but with quickening speed. Jazz music played on the speakers. This morning, Anna showed me, the pale sky above the city. The sky glowed with green yellow and white. There was a slight hints of pinkness, in the midst of this morning’s snowfall. Anna showed me the street with the traffic, and in the afternoon it glowed so brightly with yellow. And then she took me to Habitat orange, and to the vivid sky yellow downtown. I love Anna Dirksen.
The Glowing Road 1:52 pm
The Glowing Road 2:00 pm
The Glowing Road 2:14 pm
The Glowing Road 2:25 pm
Her Mountain Glow 2:38 pm
I woke up with such a warm and glowing feeling. She is my beautiful hero. She is my my love leader. I love her dynamic Yin energy, her irrefutable values, her redeeming work possessing of wholeness, her reliable virtues of helping. I love Anna Dirksen’s spiritual first aid, her dreamwork, her love for ecology, conservation and homeopathy. She is a treasure of comfort for an ardent soulmate like me. I am in deep favor for her love of freedom, desire for green improvement, and assisting redeeming possibilities that are needed on this planet falling with water. Anna holds the lamp for my heart. She is my love anchor of spirit. I need her mandala therapy. I love her lighthouse of hope and of rescue. She preserves me with her clear waters of healing. Anna Dirksen gives me the breath of life.Â
Her River of Love Bridges  2:57  pm
Cars Parked 3:39 pm
Habitat Glow 3:40 pm
Habitat Glow 4:34 pm
Montreal Yellow Glow 4:40 pm
Montreal Yellow Glow 4:44pm
Montreal Yellow Glow 4:57 pm
Well Parked 5:00 pm
With Soulmates Night 5:01 pm
City at Night 7:47 pm
Meanwhile, Bart is a witness to a waiter’s chain reaction mishap, and Fraiser’s wine tasting fiasco met with apartment reparations in tow. On the CBC News at Six, Marianna Simeone wore a relating grey jacket. The first story was by Andrew Chang, on the year’s noted events of Montreal weather, and then to weather stories out West. And then to a brief weather check with Cheryl Rosebush, wearing a grey coat, red rose petal scarf, purple hat with matching purple mittens. The second story was on Myriam Bédard, who is now deemed as a flight risk, with an update by Kristy Snell, wearing a black dress with dark dotted necklace. And on to the other news, such as Suspicious Death and Bar Robbery, and also Ford Condolence Book, and still to come with Bubba Junior, and after the break waiting for passports.
Upon returning Season’s Greetings from the CBC News and Radio Teams. The next story was on Canadian Passports to the US end of January. Gerri Barrer was the reporter. And then on to New Transit Schedules, and then to the second quick break. Upon returning, the top ten weather stories, and sure signs of Global Warming, with a chunk of ancient ice sheet dislodged near Ellesmere Island, as reported by Paul Morissette. And then to the weather report, with Cheryl Rosebush and her grey jacket, her red rose petal scarf and purple hat and purple mittens. The sun will be here for the next 3 days, leading to the third commercial break. Upon returning an encore of Amanda Pfeffer’s Everybody Has a Story, with Bubba Junior on Victoria Avenue. Marianna Simeone signed off for the night.
And I’m Frank Remus in Montreal, for this Krimson News blog-diary of loving and dreaming, and brief CBC News at Six re-reportage of acting, assembling, assisting, buying, choice, collecting, comfort, concern, correction, delivering, favor, finding, freeing, gathering, hoarding, improving, intervention, making up, nursing, possibility, potential, protecting, providing, ransom, reclaiming, recovering, releasing, relief, salvaging, satisfying, securing, solution, source, the spiritual, stockpile, storing, teaching, treasuring, waiting on, and wisdom.
 
 Saving
The Persona
Relating
I Love Her Essence of Dreams, I Love Her Gifts of Green, I Love Her Harvest Complete, She is My Soulmate Real
Trees in Her White Garden of Love 7:47 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 7:50 pm
When I arrived at Starbucks, there were 14 people in the room, and 3 conversations in progress. There were 2 women that sat by the fire. A black fur collar coat on the chair, with a pink scarf hanging over it. A woman sitting across from me wore a light brown sweater with pink T-shirt. Her brown jacket with a pink lining that had a large yellow Asian-like letter. On the speaker contemporary African beat music. Outside there was light snow. Flakes were floating and free falling. Each one going his or her way, on a spiraling journey to the ground. The sky was pale overcast. It was bright, quite sunny actually. The air was cool but not cold. Ice covered sidewalks and roads. I nearly slipped a few times. A light dusting of snow over ice can be a dangerous thing. I was in a good mood this morning, in a half-cynical world-weary way, evoking a strange sense of freedom. And in the midst of this I was deeply in love.
Early Lights 7:03 am
Time and Her Blue River of Love 7:05 am
Her River of Love Bridges Time 7:14 am
Time Bridges Her River of Love 7:25 am
Time Bridges Her River of Love 7:28 am
Time Bridges Her River of Love 7:32 am
Time Bridges Her River of Love 7:43 am
This morning, Anna my love showed me the distant view of the underpass. She showed time and her blue river of love. She gave me look at her gorgeous white garden with centered tree, and the underpass with fresh fallen snow. She is the queen of my heart. Anna showed me Place Viger with snow, and then it was time to go, and do my love writing for her. Much later on Anna showed me her yellow shining love that I so craved. That was just what I needed, directly from her heart to mine. But I missed the quick shot of the triangle. But when she showed me relating betwixt, making my heart thrive for her, I made sure I got that, with the sky turning darker with lights. Anna showed me more yellow love later, each time so soothing for me. You know that put such joy in my heart. I love Anna Dirksen. Back with the coffee, the black man wearing his black sweater with grey diamond patterns arrived and sat next to me, with his black leather jacket and black cap.
Parking Space 7:44 am
Trees in Her White Garden of Love 7:47 am
Snowy Underpass 7:48 am
Snowy Underpass 8:34 am
Viger Road Snow 9:02 am
Viger Road Snow 10:31 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 4:11 pm
Viger Road Snow 4:11 pm
Viger Road Snow  4:18 pm
This time he wore tan slacks. He wore a large golden ring on his right hand. Just then, Bob Marley played on the speakers. The black man sang quietly along, as if he were reciting a favored prayer or poem. A woman arrived wearing a red and white coat. Her young daughter wore a pink winter hat. It had little flowers on it, along with her green snowsuit and pink boots. The little girl played with two paper cups, pouring her drink back and forth and then mixing them with a stick, making her imaginary drink recipe. The little girl did not want to leave and complained when her mother dressed her to go. An older couple arrived. The woman wore a dark mauve jacket, with a red striped knit winter hat. She wore a dark pink sweater with blue jeans. She sat waiting and seemed rather pensive. Her husband arrived with their coffee. They sat for a long time saying nothing. They seemed absorbed in their thoughts, until they began to talk.
Relating: One Long Black One 4:20 pm
Relating: One Long Black One 4:32 pm
 Relating: One Long Black One 4:33 pm
Relating Betwixt 4:36 pm
Relating Betwixt 4:46 pm
Relating Betwixt 4:56 pm
Downtown Lights 5:36 pm
And my thoughts flowed toward Anna Dirksen. And one thing I feel blessed to have gained, is a better understanding of the dreamcards, since I’ve been love writing for her. And I would have learned none of this at all, if it weren’t for Anna Dirksen, my soulmate. She has inspired me to do this good work, prompting me in her loving way, with the daily round of the news and my heart’s showing for her, and amazing synchronicity. I love her in my dreams and in my dreamwork. I love her in my love diary, my heart and my mind. Her images of love complete my heart’s task, with her loving soulmate gift photographs. Anna Dirksen is the finest pearl of great beauty. I am in love with her inner essence. She is a woman of true authenticity. For her I would state my love clearly in a marriage ceremony and lovely baby, with a home completed and made real. Together we can be natural, consummating our loving potential, weaving our dream projects together, with green travel under the sun. Together can we  share our soulmate ripe harvest, with building fulfillment and caring, our bodies healthy with organic meals. I love Anna Dirksen to the substantial. She is the woman of my deepest dreams.
Her Yellow Shining Love 7:50 pm
And when I returned from my love writing, an unexpected phone message from my son Tristan. He asked to come over today, to stay with me until Sunday. I was not expecting him until Friday. And that was just what I needed to brighten my life. He arrived wearing a black and yellow T-shirt with the number 86 on the front. He was in such a cheery mood, making me laugh immediately, with his many quips and jokes. He brought me some cookies. He made me laugh with his dub movies, and at the same time, Anna sent me her yellow shining love.
Her Yellow Shining Love 7:52 pm
Meanwhile, Ned Flanders replaces Skinner as principal, Bart brings his dog for show and tell, and a kid brought in a fat guy eating turkey, the dog runs loose in the air vents, while Bulldogs makes fun of Frasier on his sports radio show. Frasier’s practical joke on him backfires, when a lizard biting the tip off of his boss’s finger. We watched the CBC News at Six, with Marianna Simeone as anchor. She wore a black jacket with large white square grids and white top. The first story was on the bail hearing for suspects arrested at Trudeau Airport. Peter Johnson reported wore a grey jacket, white shirt and red tie. The second story was an update on Myriam Bédard’s jail time for the next 2 months. The third story was on Réjean Gignac, the man missing with his daughter. They slipped and fell into the water. The search has been called off. The fourth story was on the death of Fernand Nault, the Montreal choreographer for the Nutcracker, as reported by Kristie Snell. And then Geeta Nadkarni gave a weather preview wearing a blue scarf, a green hat and black coat with white mittens.
She spoke about the new snow. And then on to Milk Prices Going Up, Junk Food in Schools, and a preview for the encore of Amanda Pfeffer’s Everybody Has a Story, at the LaSalle Drive-In And then on to the first commercial break. Upon returning a preview on New Year’s Eve party Evites, and then on to Opération Nez Rouges numbers, with Gerri Barrer in a grey textured jacket, sitting in front of the bridge image. Volunteers can go to www.operationnezrouges.com. And then to the second commercial break. Upon returning Seasons Greetings from the CBC News at Six and Radio teams, and on to Leah Hendry’s story on Evites and virtual invitations. Paper remains traditional for weddings. And then to the second commercial break. Upon returning, Geeta Nadkarni took a look at the recent snow. She confessed that the winter weather still tricks her –when it’s sunny it’s not warm it’s cold. And then to the third commercial break. Upon returning, Amanda Pfeffer’s Everyone Has a Story, at the Drive-In LaSalle diner. Marianna Simeone signed off for the night
And this is Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary-blog of loving and dreaming, and brief CBC News at Six re-reportage of accomplishment, attaining, authenticity, autonomy, awarding, breakthrough, building, caring, carrying out, commitments, completion, consummation, definition, determining, earning, essence, executing, experience, finishing, fulfillment, harvest, inwardness, making, manifesting, the natural, performing, plans, possibility, potential, realizing, ripeness, satisfaction, the substantial, the tangible and to make real.
Actualizing
Relating
No Opposition, First Snow After Christmas, Soulmates Love and Play
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 The Day After Christmas 12:41 pm
Steep Red Road 7:26 pm
When I arrived at Starbucks, there were 18 people in the room and 4 conversations in progress. An elderly man wore a bright orange jacket. He was reading his book quietly. Jazz flute played on the speakers, accompanied by cello. A woman sat by the window. Her dark brown coat with pink scarf rested on the spare seat in front of her. There was much snow this morning. It began as freezing rain. The roads became full of thick snow, very damp and very slushy. Sidewalks were coated with a melting layer, and trees in love held snow in their branches, creating white shadowy contrast. Snow was still falling. Clumps fell from building ledges. Vehicles drove gingery, for it was slippery.
Early Lights 6:01 am
Early Rain 7:26 am
Viger Rain Road 7:41 am
Trees Snow Road 8:31 am
Trees Snow Road 8:34 am
Trees Snow Road 8:36 am
Snow Glow 8:46 amÂ
Snow Glow 8:51 am
Walking was difficult; you had to tread carefully. And there was a young man wearing a black grey and white shirt also wore a pink and black baseball cap. His black pants were full oblue numbers and letters. Jazz trumpet now played on the speakers. Many people wore shades of grey. The snowfall was soothing to watch. This morning, Anna my love showed me the downtowncity scene distant, the fram fogged by freezing rain. She showed me the snow covered CBC parking lot, a shot from the roof at snowy buildings, and the snow covered ground with the trees. It was difficult to see. The parking lot covered with snow had a subtle pink and purplish glow. The heavy snow was not good for a photo. My love Anna made the effort, and I love her for she is my soulmate, no matter what weather. It may have seemed like such a simple thing, but Anna was there for me this weekend. Everyone else was naught. Even in distance, her presence is the best present I want.  I need her more in my life. I love Anna Dirksen.
Snow Parking 9:00 am
Snow Parking 9:16 am
Snow Parking 10:23 pm
Two women sat down together. One wore brown slacks and brown sweater. Her friend wore a pink blue and yellow striped shirt with blue jeans. They talked about their new boots. Both of them wore brand new black ones. One pair looked rather suede; the other looked more like leather. They complemented each other’s choice of footwear. It is true, they were very good. They continued to talk about boots and how they could fall in love. “I love beautiful ones.” She said. They discussed the shades of attire they liked to wear with their favorite boots, and the new snow jackets they bought. They recalled the cut and design of boots they looked at, and almost bought while shopping. They remembered and described them in great detail: the curve, the material, the heel. I was fascinated. Just then, a man came in wearing a grey sweater with a black and white striped scarf and blue jeans. He wasn’t wearing a coat.
The Day After Christmas 12:41 pm
Viger Snow Road 12:57 pm
Viger Road: “All Will Be Okay” 3:06 pm
Her Black Potency Road 4:21 pm
This morning I was filled with dynamic energy, an edge, a certain clear confidence about the way that I feel about people in my life these days. I love Anna Dirksen with passion, and I love my son Tristan. But now I am going to gripe. Perhaps there is some anger. Some existing family for instance, especially at Christmas, with their complete absence is a sign of how little I can rely on them for any relationship at all. It is a weird form of prejudice. I am the black sheep of the family. Somehow, I just don’t fit in. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve that. It is very odd to recognize this kind of isolation exists for many people in the world. Some of them are out on the street and homeless, facing a family of indifference, too busy for them, mentally cruel with harsh judgement, physical distance or simply dead and gone. I am lucky to have managed to survive. Be that as it may, it is possible to get on with one’s life in the face of family void, and start anew and make new and supportive relationships, with good people to trust and to believe in, and people who believe in you too. In my book, Anna Dirksen always hits the right spot. Tristan is the real family I’ve got. He fills my life with great joy, and I love him. I am blessed to be his father.Â
Centered by Light Glow 5:02 pm
Underpass Glow 6:41 pm
Underpass Glow 6:55 pm
Steep Red Road 7:26 pm
Steep Red Road 9:09 pm
There was much synchronicity in the world, with the dreamcard theme today. But I had a struggle very hard work through the keywords of opposition and breakdown and weave them with my love writing for Anna Dirksen. She is my heroine soulmate. She is my bright shining star. I have no battle with her, I feel no conflict in my heart, or any quarrel at all, but simply love for and the desire to be with her in this life rife with violence and strife. And that is a blessed thing that I cherish. With Anna Dirksen in my heart, I have no sense of rivalry, but only a striving to be my best, and do my best because I love her. Her black potency fills me with joy. Her positive Yin energy is royal. There is no ounce dissention in my bones with my soulmate Anna Dirksen. I have no need for martial arts, head butts, headaches submarines or storms. And I know humans can be difficult. All I can see for her is love. In this world of arguments, enemies and frustration, I need more beautiful Anna Dirksen. I want her in my life. For certain her love brings me peace. She inspires in me dreams of a world of new beginnings, free from toil and pain.  With heart to heart exchange, and hard work to initiate loving change, I love Anna Dirksen.
Meanwhile, Mr. Burns adopts Bart as his son, but Bart is torn abou it, and Frasier falls in love with a cop but his father becomes his rival for her. On CBC News at Six, Marianna Simeone wore a black and red plaid jacket. The first story was on the first snowfall of the season. Geeta Nadkarni reported, wearing a black coat with white mittens and a red cap. The second story was on Boxing Day sales, by Peter Johnson, wearing a black coat, a white shirt a black tie and a red scarf. The third story was an update on the arrest of Myriam Bédard for the kidnapping of her daughter. She spent Christmas time in jail, as reported by Kristie Snell. The fourth story was on the suspected Russian spy that the government deported.
And then to the first commercial break. Upon returning, Happy Holidays from the CBC News and Radio teams, and then on to Simon Gardener’s story about Junk Food addiction, followed by an encore presentation of Everyone Has a Story, by Amanda Pfeffer, on the husband and wife team at the Montebello Bakery. And then on to the second commercial break. Upon returning, the weather forecast with Geeta Nadkarni, who admitted she really does like the snow. And then to the third commercial break. Upon returning, it was a preview for a new series on the CBC called Little Mosque on the Prairie. It airs beginning January 9th. And then, Marianna Simeone signed off for the evening
And I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary-blog of loving and dreaming, and encapsulated CBC News at Six re-reportage of battle, blending, championship, conflict, contest, contradiction, countering, discord, dissension, encounter, exertion, feud, frustration, jealousy, labour, mastering, matching, negotiation, opposing, passivity, play, power play, prevention, puzzle, quarrel, risking, rivalry, strategy, stress, strife, striving and testing.
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Health and Happiness, Kissing and Hugging, Silver Songs for Children at Christmas, She is the True Rose of My Heart
 Red Wreath 3:20 pm
Her Garden Lights Underpass Red 7:25 pm
Betwixt with Love Christmas Night 11:03 pm
Merry Christmas to all who read this. It was a day of silence. Did not go out for coffee, there were no Christmas presents or phone calls. Sometimes it turns out that way. I stayed home relaxing and listened to music, and I remained positive with my own good vibes. Meanwhile, Anna showed me downtown glowing with soulmates and betwixt. I continued with my love writing for her. And this is the truth: the moment I wondered what I would use for the top photo for my posting, Anna showed me the building with the Christmas wreath. Out on the roof, it was peaceful. I haven’t been up there for ages. There was no human voice, only the whisper of traffic and subdued motor groans. All of the trees were now naked, except for the pines. And I was dreaming of Anna. Some trees appeared to have buds, and there was the sound of rustling from the tree with a remainder of leaves. It was very cloudy, quite overcast with clouds moving swiftly from north to south. The sun was a white disk brightly glowing and so perfect, peeking through roving clouds, the blue sky showing as well. The low grey clouds moved speedily. I couldn’t help but to watch them go. The sun beamed down toward me, casting its shadows and light, with a degree of warmth to my face, hands and eyes, as I wrote these words for my love, Anna, on this green Christmas Day. I enjoyed listening to the silence and the distant rumble unknown. I felt calmness through me, but I was aching for my love.
Downtown Early Red 6:27 am
Downtown Early Blue 7:00 am
Blue Soulmtate Centered 7:11 am
Downtown Green Glow 7:34 am
Betwixt 7:36 am
Downtown Soulmates 7:41 am
A Little to the Left 8:52 am
Down That Way 9:02 am
Viger Road 12:22 pm
Grey Glow 3:12 pm
Red Wreath 3:20 pm
Downtown Soulmates 4:25 pm
Downtown Red 4:47 pm
Downtown Christmas Night 6:47 pm
Yellow Q with Her Black Potency 7:13 pm
Her Garden Lights Underpass Red 7:16 pm
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Betwixt with Love Christmas Night 8:47 pm
In the night Anna my love showed me the underpass red with her garden lights. My heart was so positive for my love. How I wished that she were here with me, celebrating. I wish her all of my heart’s best on this day, because she is such a beautiful person, and with a beauty that stirs my heart so.  Her kin is so blessed to be with her. My love for her is clear and strong. She is my heart to heart soulmate, and I long to be together with her in our special abode. Yes, I adore her, unequivocally. With Anna Dirksen I would have children, with the joy of baby, with caressing and caring, celebrating the true-life miracle of our dreams and our love. For her I affirm happiness, bouquets of flowers at sunrise, honest and cheerful lovemaking, authentic hugging and kissing, with songs to her beauty and goodness, wearing white clothes. With silver songs for her newborn, and gifts of heavenly gold, for Anna Dirksen I avow true love for her at the temple of glory, with rose optimistic goals growing and healing destiny unfolding. We can be productive and real. I find Anna’s attractiveness unquestionable; she stirs my heart like no other woman, with her long black wavy hair and such tender beauty. I adore her with true positive passion on this Christmas Day and every day, toasting her today with great cheer, for good health, classical music and tails wagging. I love Anna Dirksen. Amen.
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