Purple Shirt Day

Today is Epilepsy Awareness Day, otherwise known as Purple Shirt Day. Often, groups of people with issues they want to promote will dedicate a day featuring a special garment. This is commonly in the form of a shirt. Indigenous rights are orange, autism is blue, anti-bullying is pink. Breast cancer is also pink, technically a pink ribbon. Just this month we had World Down Syndrome Day, symbolised by mismatched socks. Men grow mustaches for prostate cancer. St. Patrick's Day is green, although that is more of a party than anything. Considering the history of the Irish, it might have had a more somber motivation at some point. I don't know, I'm not looking it up.

Anyway, epilepsy's colour is purple.

I don't think I've mentioned it on this blog, but Lee-Anne has epilepsy. She gave me specific permission to talk about it for this post.

So I'm invested in Purple Shirt Day. I thought I didn't own anything purple, but when I announced the day at work and lamented this fact, several people mentioned that I did. This seemed likely, as fashion is not a passion of mine and others often have a better awareness of my wardrobe than I do. 

I scoured my home, and the next day wore my purplest colours. The people at work told me that while I could pass, my clothes were more burgandy. Since then, I've considered having burgandy as my favourite colour. Believe it or not, presently it's purple.

I decided to go to Wal Mart. Clothes shopping can be kind of difficult for a guy my size. Not so much finding clothes that fit, but finding variety. Clothes developers tend to think big guys just wear plaid button-ups or solid T-shirts. To be fair, this is pretty much my comfort zone.

Wal Mart reliably has T-shirts in a spetrum of sizes and colours. But when I went, I couldn't find one in purple. So, big guys tend to wear solid white, grey, and black T-shirts.

It took me a day to conjur a memory from my childhood. I remembered an activity that would allow me some autonomy in colour choice despite a limited market. Tie-dye!

So I went back to Wal Mart and they didn't have a Tie-dye kit either. In the end, I found one at Michaels (targeted arts and crafts store). While I was there, I was sketched out by the lightness of the dye box. Despite promises that it contained bottles, dyes, gloves and rubber bands, it felt empty. So on a whim I bought a bottle of regular purple dye as well.

The tie-dye kit delivered on its promise but in the end I opted for the regular dye. As per the instructions, we stirred it in hot water, rinsed it until it ran clear, put it through the washing machine and dryer

Going into the wash, it was an eggplant purple. Coming out, it was splotchy and uneven. After drying, it's a pretty uniform lilac. Definitely not burgandy though.

Anyway, the reason that I've been so adament on having something purple to wear is because today, on Epilepsy Awareness Day, Lee-Anne is having an intra-cranial observation done. As I write this, she is undergoing surgery to have electrodes put on the inside of her skull. This is so they can pinpoint the location of the seizures. If they get the right data, we may be able to make an effort to cure her epilepsy entirely.

She will have to be in the hospital for two to three weeks, and she will need to have several gran mal seizures while there (those are the bigger ones, the ones you likely picture when you think about seizures). It won't be fun.

We've been through something similar once before. She had to do an initial observation where they put probes on the outside of her skull. This also took a few weeks. We watched most of Orange is the New Black over video chat during this time. They found enough information to qualify her for this further, more invasive observation, which may in turn qualify her for full treatment.

Aside from Purple Shirt Day, last Sunday was Palm Sunday. I'm not a religious guy, but the literary symbolism seems to mean... something. She'll also be in for Easter and April Fools. Today is also the day after the full moon. I dunno, seems like a bunch of significant stuf orbiting around this day.

Anyway, no promises that I will talk much on the details of this going forward. These are sort of special circumstances, but usually it's kind of a personal topic.

Anyway, happy Purple Shirt Day!

Akira Toriyama Passed

This week it was anounced that renowned mangaka (Japanese comicbook writer) Akira Toriyama passed away. It shocked the world as there weren't any signs that he was in ill health, and at the age of 68 he was still active in several projects.

Toriyama's influence was such that I've seen articles on his death at the top of Reddit's News and Worldnews forums. It's big enough that my grandmother heard about it, remembered that me and my brother used to be into his work, and emailed us her condolences. I keep seeing other successful artists in the industry releasing letters on how he impacted them.

Toriyama achieved success with his series Dr. Slump, of which I've never read a chapter, and rose to legendary status with his later series, Dragon Ball. More specifically, it wasn't until the beginning of the latter half of that series, which he termed Dragon Ball Z, that he would develop his legacy.

After all his fans had grown and he was old enough to retire, he started another series, Dragon Ball Super, made out of spite directed at a terrible live action adaptation that he didn't want to be the final entry. This was one of the projects he was continuing to work on at the time of his passing.

For many people, Dragon Ball Z was their entry into anime and manga. I remember watching it in the Saturday night cartoon lineup on YTV (Canadian channel, stands for Youth Television). At the time, we didn't even perceive it as an anime, it was just a cartoon.

Even as an elementary school child, it was easy to see that Dragon Ball Z was not a refined work. It had plenty of inconsistencies and traits that were easy to make fun of. It was a series about martial artists and the fights often felt like flexing competitions. Power ups were indicated by changing hair colour.

I spoke on The Lord of the Rings in my review blog, and how modern day fantasy has carried forward both good and bad habits from it. The same can be said of Dragon Ball Z. With the concept of power levels and ki, it popularized the idea of a quantifiable internal energy that grants power and can be increased with hard work. The next three most popular mangas all had iterations of this, with chakra in Naruto, reiatsu in Bleach, and haki in One Piece (come at me One Piece fans, haki's not an exception).

It's funny, because of all the series' I listed, Dragon Ball took its power system the least seriously. It wasn't introduced until halfway through the series, and in the first fight that it was used, the guy with the massively higher power level lost. On entering Earth, Vegeta tells Nappa that Earthlings have a fluctuating power level, and that overreliance on calculating it is pointless. The good guys learn to conceal their ki, and after the Frieza saga, it's stated that scouters aren't capable of calculating the new baseline power level. It was only relevent for like, two story arcs.

But it was the system in place when it gained global popularity, and the reason why me and my friends would scream "I'm only using 5% of my power!" while roughhousing.

Another unfortunate habit in Dragon Ball was its misuse of side characters. In the original series, Goku grows in strength alongside rivals of similar ability, such as Yamcha and Krillin, has to transcend his mentor and presiding strongest martial artists, Master Roshi, and needs to defeat, and often later befriend, villains such as Tien, Taopaipai, and Piccolo. 

After Z established that Goku's unnatural strength comes from being from an alien race called the Saiyans, giving him access to the form of a Super Saiyan, none of the previously established side characters quite manage to bridge the power gap, try as they might. One of the saddest things about being a Dragon Ball fan is watching your favourite characters slowly lose relevance and then give up. Explicitly because of their humanity. How am I supposed to relate to a character whose strength is derived from alien lineage?

The series also felt like the stakes got lower and lower over time. The Dragon Balls, which the series are named after, are seven magical orbs that, when collected can grant a wish once per year. It's hard to feel tension when you can just wish away any damage after the fact. The Earth blew up? No worries, just wish it back (this actually happened). 

Their version of heaven, Otherworld, is so explicitly shown that it makes the characters feel displaced instead of dead. Also, Fortune Teller Baba's ability to revive people for a day, and Senzu Beans that instantly heal stamina and injuries. There are just too many tools that deplete lasting consequences.

But Toriyama notoriously never took his work seriously. The Saiyans are all named after vegetables. The lead family of scientists are named after types of underwear. The Gods of Destruction are types of alcoholic beverages. The antagonists of the Buu saga are named after a nursery rhyme. 

He changed the lead antagonists of the Cell Saga twice because of his editor's comments, and redesigned Cell twice for the same reasons. When a major supporting character from Dragon Ball didn't return for Z, on questioning he infamously said that he'd forgotten about her existence. He based the design of two powerful and influential characters on his cats. The reason Goku's hair turns blond when he transforms was to cut down on ink for the black and white manga.

This off-the-cuff, spontaneous, nonchalante writing style led to many inconsistencies that sometimes felt like the series was following a sort of dream logic. It tempted fans that took the series more seriously than he did to accuse him of not respecting his own work. But I think we have to reconcile ourselves with the fact that it was this lackadaisical attitude that not only caused the flaws within the series, but also its virtues.

After all, Toriyama never advocated for taking anything very seriously. While he became best known for writing tough warriors fighting grudge matches, the man was fundamentally a comedian. All of his previous works, including most of the original Dragon Ball series, were silly adventures. He got famous during the most tonally serious he'd ever been and seemed to feel an obligation to fans of that work, but it seems like he always wanted to brings things back to comedy.

This can be seen in the other project he was working on, Dragon Ball Daima (translates to Dragon Ball Magic), an alternate timeline where all the main characters revert to childhood. This series would have much sillier designs and a more cartoony artstyle. Super was for the fans, but Daima was going to be for himself. Unfortunately, he's passed before Daima was published. We can console ourselves with the fact that if it was his personal project, he lived to see its creation if not publication.

I'm not above the bitter fans though. His works beg to be refined because there's so much that seem almost right. When Super introduced the Tournament of Power, a sprawling battle royale with 80 contestants including fan favourites that hadn't shined in ages, I was pumped about the potential. The fact that Universe 7, home of our main characters, was considered relatively weak, with Goku losing before the tournament in a fight against someone who wasn't even the strongest in his respective universe, the scale seemed incredible. There would be characters capable of challenging our strongest heroes, as well as fighters weak enough to be realistic opponents for old fan favourites.

Unfortunately, despite the setup it lapsed into the pattern of Goku and Vegeta breezing through most of the opponents, taking most of the panel time, and only having one substantive new opponent. The intense aggravation this caused in me forced me to rewrite the entire tournament. I wanted to do it in a way that made each dimension feel like a relevant threat and gave space for weaker characters to contribute. I don't think Toriyama would resent this, he seemed to be of the opinion that his works were meant to be played with.

Another way the series has influenced me is that it helped me develop a motivational tool for my workout routine. It's cringey to admit, but I created a story for a character in that world, and everytime I work out I write an entry progressing his adventure.

The wide span of time that the three iterations of the series spanned in real time allowed me to bond with some of the kids at the group home I used to work at. We shared lamentations about Saiyan supremacy, and I teased them about their generation borrowing my generations' media.

Well, for whatever its worth, the Dragon Ball series had a large impact on my childhood, as well as for many other young boys. It introduced us to a medium that we didn't even perceive as existing, and it impacted the works of artists we would later follow.

Rest in Peace Toriyama. Complain as we might, you inspired us to play, write stories, and exercise. As adults, you gave us common ground with a younger generation. Even acknowledging its flaws, our lives were richer because of your work.

Thank you. It's been fun.

2023 Year in Review

Happy Leap Day! Otherwise known as Rare Disease Day, chosen to be on February 29th because it's a rare day. It has some significance to us because albinism is considered one of the conditions celebrated on this day, and Lee-Anne has albinism. This is our second Rare Disease Day together. It gives me a chance to get in my final 2023 reflective post before the end of February.

So what happened in 2023? 

I got married

On September 16, 2023, me and Lee-Anne got married. The theme was sunflowers, because they were in season and because I had a story about how, after years of effort, I finally managed to make a sunflower blossom at my old place, the year we started going out. 

It hadn't been planned, but on the day of the wedding I got a Facebook notification reminding me that September 16 was the day that first flower blossomed. The wedding itself happened to time itself so that most of the sunflowers at home were blossoming the day of our wedding, and it was the most successful year for them at our current home so far. You can't plan for that type of thing. It felt like the universe saying "You got it right".

The colour was purple, because it's my favourite colour while Lee-Anne's is yellow. The yellow got worked in through the sunflowers and the purple contrasted it.

It was held on her parents' property. We had about 75 people. It was an afternoon wedding. The weather was perfect but the ceremony was at high noon so I was still sweating bullets under the altar.

Some other things happened surrounding the wedding as well, such as getting our engagement photos done, and my coworkers threw us a wedding shower.

On a less positive note, the other major theme of the year was...

Lots of cats died

Top photo is Cassidy. My mother and brother adopted her when she was five, and tragically she passed only three years later. I may have said that she'd only lived with them a year when I announced her death initially. COVID brain messed with my sense of time.

When they first got her, she was incredibly shy. Over time, she became playful and affectionate. Unfortunately, she developed what was initially thought to be a resperatory infection but was later determined to be cancer.

Her death was sad in its own right, but it was an especially harsh blow for the family, as Cassidy was adopted partially to keep the two older cats, Blackavar and Thor company after the then-youngest cat Luna had died under similarly unpredictable circumstances. Both were young female grey tabbies, so it felt like history repeating itself.

By contrast, Thor was adopted when he was six and lived to be over 20. He wound up outliving Luna, Blackavar, and Cassidy despite being the eldest since his entry into the household. His death was peaceful, passing overnight sleeping next to my brother, his favourite human.

Otherwise, a cat that I'd supported someone to adopt around the same time I'd helped with the adoption Cassidy, had a stroke and had to be put down only couple months after Cassidy's passing. If the universe was telling me "You got it right" about the wedding, it felt like it was saying "You got it wrong" for helping people to adopt cats.

Also, my coworker's cat escaped and didn't return. I was pretty uninvolved with that. Still, tough year for cats. In fact, I think all four met their respective fates within a three month span.

It wasn't all death though. It just so happened that Lee-Anne's sister in law was trying to adopt out two kittens when Cassidy passed. This was already a known thing, and because all this happened so close to our wedding, all relevant parties would be in the same location at the same time. It was opportune enough that my mother and brother chose to go through with adopting them.

I was apprehensive to be involved with this because of the recent misfortunes of the two other cats I'd helped to be adopted. Also, they still had Thor who was 20, and the age difference seemed a bit extreme.

I told myself that while this was happening between people in my network, I myself was wholly uninvolved. And they wound up getting along okay with Thor

They named the little black kitten Castor and the tuxedo one Pollux, after a pair of twin gods in the Greek pantheon. I guess this is in keeping with the mythological god theming of Thor, although I think Thor is Norse mythology. They are genetically at least half-brothers to our cat, Finn.

Other things that happened this year...

I finally got COVID 

It's a long story, but one weekend I had cause to be in Brampton, then Toronto, then Guelph, then Kitchener. On the Monday I was feeling kind of crumby and called in sick. I didn't think to do a COVID test because almost everyone I know has had it and I'd never tested positive. In fact, I'd lived with Lee-Anne when she had it and I didn't contract it. My mother and brother never caught it either, so I figured there was some kind of genetic immunity in our family. 

But as it so happens, my brother was also feeling kind of sick. He took a test, it turned out positive. He let us know, I took one and it was also positive. Mom and Lee-Anne wound up catching it too. Me and my brother both developed symptoms at similar times, but I had more exposure from traveling between cities on public transit, so I think I was the one to introduce it to everyone. Oops.

I only felt bad for the first couple days but I wound up having to take a week off work because I kept testing positive.

I had my fifth work anniversary

They gave me a bouquet of flowers and a $75 Indigo gift card. I knew that everyone gets a speech made for them by their supervisor at the five year mark. I've always thought that hearing mine would be really cringey, and I used to joke that I would have to quit at four years and eleven months to avoid it. But after the rush from the wedding shower they'd thrown me, it slipped my mind that this was happening as well and I wound up getting surprised by the speech.

It was pretty good, to be honest. And now that I've survived it, I guess I'll have to work until my ten year anniversary, which is when I'd get my next one.

This happened in September. So now I have my birthday, anniversary, and work anniversary all in the same month. Just put it all in September!  

Take the Heat Off

One of the more surprising things that happened this year was that a fireman somehow got wise to my organization's crisis intervention training, of which I am one of the facilitators. He liked what he saw, and asked if we could create a unique workshop to help firefighters with de-escalation. So me and two others wound up developing a workshop and proceded to present it in small groups over a series of weeks to every firefighter in the city. We called the session Take the Heat Off.

Lee-Anne got her job with Come to Work at the CNIB

And finally, Lee-Anne got a full-time job this year with the Canadian National Institute for the Blind. She's with the Come to Work program, which is employment supports for people with vision impairments. She'd done an extended paid internship with this organization on a different team, so she had a pre-established relationship with them, although there was a gap in time between when she completed her previous role and when she started this more official one.

Overall, it was a pretty eventful year. I think I've said that if years were chapters in my life, 2020 would have been COVID, 2021 would have been moving in with Lee-Anne, 2022 would have been diabetes (still have that pretty much beaten, btw), and 2023 would be marriage.

Grattitude Jar

In 2023, Lee-Anne suggested that we keep grattitude jars. I'm kind of a melancholy guy so it's not my usual style to take on projects with such a positive tone, but I agreed to it. We each set out a mason jar and commited to put in little slips of colourful construction paper with statements of gratitude whenever we felt so inclined. I felt the urge to make entries more often than I'd thought. I thought it might be fun to enter them on here and see what I was grateful for over the past year. 

I will omit identifying information and add context in brackets where needed. Because these are just notes thrown in a jar, they will not be listed in chronological order.

1. Living near an ION Light Rail station
2. Having polite upstairs neighbours
3. Our landlord turned out to be cool (we never met our landlord previously. We'd communicated over email and the previous tenant gave us the tour. We'd contacted him for support and received it, but it was only this year that we met him in person)
4. Getting the garden put in: sunflowers, lettuce, radishes, cucumbers, tomatoes, peas (the lettuce and radishes wound out to be a bust, but we had success with the other crops)
5. The engagement photos turned out nice
6. Finally going to the Clay and Glass Art Gallery
7. Finally getting the charcoal chimney to work
8. Finally getting the spice rack up (I truly drew these three in a row)
9. Finding the non-espresso Stockyards light roast "Second Wind" (local coffee supplier. We prefer light roasts and for awhile I could only find the espresso light roast, even though I was sure I'd seen one for drip at some point. Eventually I found it, and felt very validated)
10. Lee-Anne getting accepted for "Come to Work" at CNIB (her current job)
11. Lee-Anne giving Better Call Saul a chance (prequel to the show Breaking Bad, she didn't like the later seasons, so I was surprised she committed to the prequel)
12. Getting some snow peas in the garden
13. First tomato in the garden
14. My PoGo buddy giving me a bouquet the day after the wedding (In Pokemon Go, there's a chance that your Pokemon will give you a gift randomly. It's usually from a set list. Somehow, after the wedding, I was given a bouquet, which is not an established gift and I haven't seen it since)
15. Comparably affordable rent
16. Access to Victoria Park
17. Finally tried chicken and waffles
18. Lee-Anne supporting me to get healthy (really ironic those came one after the other. She also supported me to try the chicken and waffles)
19. Living near a Lifelabs (place I use to get bloodwork done)
20. Finding the creepy doll when most people thought it got lost (there's a tradition at work where we hide this little creepy doll somewhere. After a long period with no one finding it, it was popularly thought to be gone for good. But then I found it)
21. Learning how to do group texts & edit photos on my phone
22. Ensuite laundry (my previous place didn't have this)
23. The wedding turned out to be the same day that the first Courtland sunflower blossomed (Courtland is where I used to live. I decided I'd ask Lee-Anne out if I could make a sunflower blossom there, which is something I'd failed to do years previous. The wedding was sunflower themed. We had not planned it to be the same day that I decided to ask her out, but on the day of the wedding I got a Facebook notification reminding me that my first Courtland sunflower had blossomed that same day in 2019)
24. The red rose taped to a post at the start of our home street when we got back from the wedding (another weird sign of good fortune after our wedding)
25. Having a family doctor
26. "Pokemon or Medicine" category for trivia night (the staff team went to a trivia night and the first category was extremely catered to my knowlege set. I got every question right)
27. Having a boss that is cool about my ADHD
28. Finding my favourite type of sandals in Wal Mart in my size
29. The DSP conference ended early and I got to do Swinub Community Day (DSP stands for Direct Support Worker. We attended a conference which might have interfered with a Pokemon Go event, but it ended early so I got to participate anyway)
30. Having insurance for meds
31. Mom's roast beef and alfredo sauce recipes, which I took from sticky notes from her cupboard (used the alfredo sauce, never got around to the roast beef)
32. Lee-Anne finishing Breaking Bad and Lord of the Rings
33. My Gryphood blog with 50+ recipes (link in the blog title)
34. Having Lee-Anne's courage (sentiment that courage can be shared, learned in Mali)
35. Having the ambition to apply to be a mediator (a position I applied for at work. Didn't get it)
36. Living walking distance from work
37. Getting back into a workout routine
38. Tulip and daffodil bulbs coming out for the 2nd year
39. Living by the Iron Horse Trail
40. Having two affectionate cats
41. Relatively free healthcare
42. Tarot Tuesdays (I was doing tarot readings for people on Tuesdays for awhile)
43. Getting back into reviewing with Lord of the Rings and Thor: Love and Thunder (on my reviews blog, link under title of this blog)
44. Living near Belmont Village (shopping area with lots of independent businesses)
45. Central Air Conditioning
46. Living near a pharmacy
47. Getting wooden spoons to match our wooden bowls (I've got a friend that makes wooden bowls, and we met a guy that makes wooden spoons)
48. Getting to go to the Central Art Walk & meeting neighbours (this is where we met the spoon guy)
49. Meeting Mike Morrice (Local Green MP, met him at the Central Art Walk)
50. Catching up with old friends from college
51. 1st sunflower blossoming at the perfect time, day of wedding shower (my coworkers threw us a surprise wedding shower. I already explained why the sunflower is a relevant romatic symbol for us. While we were having the shower, the first sunflower of the season blossomed)
52. My friend being willing to give a speech (didn't pan out. One of my friends that was going to be a groomsman and speech-giver couldn't make it)
53. My brother's pants coming in & not needing to be hemmed (custom clothes for the wedding, time was running thin)
54. My 5-Year work anniversary flowers and Indigo card (got a gift for 5 years of employment)
55. Better Call Saul and The Walking Dead finally coming to Netflix (still need to watch the last season of The Walking Dead)
56. Our local grocery is independently owned
57. My cast iron pan & wok (although Lee-Anne broke my wok later this year...)
58. My A1C going from 10.5 to 5.9 in 6 months
59. Got a shundo Conkeldurr (It's a Pokemon. A really good one)
60. My C. Reactive Proteins fixing themselves (bloodwork thing)
61. My mom and brother watching and liking Encanto
62. Finally getting to try Korean fried chicken
63. Found the Radiant Wise Spirit tarot, pretty well the same as the Rider deck (I accidentally wrecked my Rider-Waite tarot deck. Couldn't find a direct replacement, but this Radiant Wise Spirit one is fundamentally the same)
64. My mother and brother watching & liking coco
65. Castor & Pollux wound up being gentle with Thor (my mother and brother got a couple of kittens when they still owned a 20 year old cat. Despite my apprehensions, it went well)
66. Successfully getting the joint banking account set up (a savings account for wedding donations)
67. Pokemon Snap finally had a sequel (I think I was just happy that it happened, even though I didn't have the means to play. My brother gave me the console and the game to play it as a wedding gift, proably after I put in this grattitude)
68. The wedding photos came out nice
69. My eyes are in good condition (If you're diabetic, it's recommended you get your eyes checked once a year. I still have 20/20)
70. Thor's long life and peaceful death (the aforementioned over-20-year-old cat. He passed in a very peaceful and comfortable way)
71. Getting 5 Pokemon Go Routes published, one being my walk to work
72. The WALES wedding shower
73. Coworker's fun WALES BBQ

Tarot Reading Year Forward and Back 2024

As is tradition, me and Lee-Anne did New Year tarot readings for each other. The readings were done in January, but it's taken me this long to make a blog post on it. Last year I tried an innovative new spread from a prominent tarot reader, but I didn't like it. Ironically, it was developed by the same person who made the deck that I got Lee-Anne for Christmas, and the one that we used for this post. She's a better artist than spread inventor, I guess. 

This reading's past cards will cover 2023, and the future ones will cover 2024.

This Covers You: Six of Pentacles Reversed

This card represent the querent as they are presently in life. Pentacles represent finances and tangible resources.  The Six of Pentacles features a man with a set of scales in one hand, distributing coins with the other. He is surrounded by impoverished people, crouched on the ground, looking up at him with their hands cupped, awaiting the man's decision on how much he'll give each of them.

Upright, it would represent the querent being in the trusted position of allocating resources to people in need. In reverse, the meaning is similar, but with more doubt from the person giving, either because they feel unqualified, confused about what they're doing, or because their own resources are scarce.

It's also possible that the querent is not the person handing out coins, and is instead one of the people receiving, vulnerable to the judgments of others.

This was a big year for me financially. I got married, which was a significant financial investment, and I was also in the position of receiving significant financial support. As of this reading, I had just got through the Christmas season, which created another influx of giving and receiving, uncomfortable after so recently investing in the wedding.

Rising prices of groceries is pretty unsettling as well, even though we're in a financial position to tolerate it.

Normally I would assume I was the giver, doubting my own ability. As a social service worker, I work with people that grapple with scarcity and am trusted with providing support. However, this year I might be the person receiving due to our reliance on support throughout the wedding.

This Crosses You: Two of Swords

The crossing card represents the presenting issue that the querent is dealing with. It is always presumed to be in the upright position, although considering a trend we're going to see in this reading, I almost want to challenge that.

Swords represent burdens and the element of air. The Two of Swords shows a person sitting in a chair under the light of the moon. Their hands are crossed over their chest, each one holding a sword. They are blindfolded.

This card represents a feeling of being weighed down by burden, confusion about what is happening and what should be done. So my presenting situation is dealing with stagnation due to burdens and an unclear understanding of my surroundings.

This is Beneath You: Death Reversed

This is the recent past. Usually it could be any point in time, so long as the event depicted is sometime before the before card (weird sentence, there's a "this is before you" card coming later) and after the behind card. In this case, it still needs to have come after the behind card, and it has to have happened sometime in 2023.

Death is the most misunderstood card in tarot. It's a bit of a cliche that people unfamiliar with it will panic if it shows up in a reading, and the reader has to rush to reassure them. It represents an end, which makes way for a new beginning. Tarot is all about journeys, and with Death in the middle of the Major Arcana, while it represents an end it is also only midway through the overall journey. It is unlikely to mean physical death. In reverse, Death respresents resistance to change.

I don't like linking this card to literal death, but this year we saw the passing of Cassidy and Thor, two of my mother and brothers cats, leaving them cat-less. One a tragic and young passing, the other peaceful and with the best longevity of any cat I've known. It also opened them up to receiving Castor and Pollux, two kittens they received from Lee-Anne's sister in law at our wedding.

This is Behind You: The World Reversed

This is the distant past. In this case, it can only be as distant as January 1st, 2023, and it has to have come before the Death Reversed event.

The World is the last card in the Major Arcana. If The Fool is before the beginning, then The World is after the end. It's the reward received for completing an important journey. When reversed, it means that this reward has ome about in a way that was unexpected or undesired. A bittersweet end to an important journey.

I can't think of any signifiant endings in 2023.

This is Above You: Two of Cups Reversed

This is the distant future as it looks right now. Because the future is so easily changed, to the point that doing a reading has the potential to shift it, tarot gives two optional results. This card represents an uninterrupted future.

Cups represent emotions and the element of water. This card depicts a man and a woman exchanging cups. It represents two people investing emotions in one another. In reverse, upside down cups look like they're being spilled. It might represent a messy or harmful exchange of feelings. Hope my other future card is better.

This is Before You: Ace of Cups Reversed

This is the near future. Aces represent the beginnings of journeys, reversed adding a layer of doubt or apprehension. In this context, it means the beginning of an emotional journey where the querent is lacking confidence. Might be insecurities surrounding managing married life.

These Are Your Fears: Nine of Swords Reversed

This place in the reading is pretty self explanatory. Image is of a person sitting up in bed, face buried in their hands, with swords in the background. It represents an inability to rest from feeling weighed down by burdens. However, sleep is theorized to be a tool for working through our negativity, so in reverse, it represents resting with pain as a way of  relieving it.

I want to address the elephant in the room here, in that this is the seventh reversed card in a row. After the reading I suspected maybe it was somehow a bad shuffle so I looked through the rest of the deck to see if there were other long strings of cards oriented the same. This was the only example of that, so I think it's fair.

These Are the People in Your Life: Two of Wands

Wands represent spirituality, everyday tasks and the element of fire in the form of energy. The Two of Wands shows a man, a globe in one hand, gazing out at the world from atop a structure. There are two wands, one before him and one behind him. This is the first card that is positioned upright in this reading. The fact that he is holding a globe and looking out toward the world indicate that he is planning a long journey, but he is still within his home. The wands in front and back of him represent that he's invested in his future journey, but also in where he comes from.

It's always tempting for me to say that the person depicted here is Lee-Anne, because not only do we live together, we also do each other's readings so it kind of guides the cards in that way. Technically it could be anyone, but sine this seems like a marriage reading, I'll guess that it is her.

This is Your Advice: Four of Swords

This is the potential intervention that decides between the cover card and the outcome. If the outcome is desired, this will act as advice. If it isn't, it serves as a warning. The Three of Swords shows a man laying on his back, with four swords positioned above him and one beneath. This card is very similar to the nine of swords that I got earlier. Both have to do with resting with your burdens. Since the Nine of Swords was my fear, I suppose the Four of Swords is asking me to realize my fear. Well, presuming the next card is positive.

This is Your Outcome: Three of Wands

This is what will happen if I follow the advice of the Four of Swords. The Three of Wands depicts a man gazing out at a long ocean ahead from a cliff, backed by two wands and holding one forward. This card is very similar to the Two of Wands, which I got as the People in my Life. The difference is that, while in both cards the man is anticipating a long journey ahead, invested both in the past and future, in this one he is contemplating this after beginning the adventure. He has left his home.

This is a preferable outcome to my other future card, so I will aim for this one.

Conclusion:

I think this reading surrounds my marriage, my mindset going into it and how it's likely to develop this coming year. More specifically, it concerns my attitude about accepting support. My current self feels like a beggar waiting to be handed his share, showing resentment for needing help. I am dealing with confusion and stagnancy. If I remain in this position and this attitude, it will eventually lead to difficulty in my ability to communicate effectivey and exchange emotions healthily with Lee-Anne.

For a better future, the cards advise me to do what I am afraid of, which is to rest with my pain. I think this is a call to slow down, meditate on my problems, and digest them before sharing with others. If I am able to do that, I will be able to enter a mindset similar to Lee-Anne's.

The near future is an Ace of Cups in reverse, then the unwelcome outcome is a Two of Cups, while the happier outcome has a Two and Three of Wands. All early journey cards and direct progressions from that Ace. It looks like right now I'm focusing on my emotions, but if I want to have a positive outcome I should transition to a focus on my spirit, whatever that means.

I'm unsure what the bittersweet end was in 2023, or what Death Reversed represents. It could be the end of life before marriage, but since we were already living together, that doesn't seem too important. I speculated it could be the Guelph cats passing. The World Reversed is more likely to be physical death than the Death card is. Then Death in Reverse could be the adoption of Castor and Pollux. The card means resistance to change and I did advocate for them not to adopt, as I didn't think enough time had passed since Cassidy's death, and I was worried how Thor would react as he was quite elderly.

Back when they adopted Cassidy, I really pushed for them to do it and supported them through the process. Only a couple months after her passing, another cat that I'd helped get adopted, also died tragically young and in an unexpected way. I felt cursed and said that I would never help anyone adopt a pet again. But Mom and Duncan already knew about a couple of kittens that Lee-Anne's sister in law was trying to adopt out.

So I don't know. Marriage and cats dying were the primary themes of 2023 so maybe it makes sense that both events would get a mention, they just don't seem too connected.

The overall takeaway of this reading is that I need to rest with my pain and avoid focusing on my emotions, instead favouring the development of my spirit.

2024 New Years Resolutions

 Last year I resolved to...

• Update this and my satelite blogs at least 55 times
• Have at least 35 of those posts be sourced from this blog
• Walk an average of 35 km weekly
• Average three strength workouts per week
• Dedicate one meatless meal per week
• Do 12 hour fasts daily
• Dedicate time to being off screens

So let's see how I did.

Update this and my satelite blogs at leat 55 times. 35 sourced from the Perch

As far as blogging goes, I met both resolutions. I barely met my Perch goal with exactly 35 posts. I also updated Gryphood 17 times, my Gallery 6 times, and Reviews 5 times, for a total of 63 posts, exceding my goal by 13.

Normally I would say that I've found an equilibreum with 35 annual Perch posts. In 2021 I hit my lowest ever post count with 34. To ensure I didn't keep backsliding, I resolved to do at least 35 in 2022, which I met but did not excede. This past year I repeated the trend. To me, this indicates a pretty natural quantity for my current blogging standards and my lifestyle which so often requires confidentiality.

HOWEVER. As of this update, I have 960 total posts since this blog's inception in 2009. Because this is my second update of the year, if I post 35 times, it will bring me to 993. That is DIZZYINGLY close to 1000, which is likely the most significant landmark number that this blog with ever get to. So let's make it my goal to reach 1000, which will require 42 posts on this blog, 40 additional after this one is published. That's seven posts more than I've achieved in the last 2 years, and something I haven't met since 2020. I'm not sure I'm up to it, but I'll try.

My previous resolution of 55 total including my satelite blogs allowed 20 posts to be off the Perch. If I were to keep 20 as the baseline, that would bring my total post goal to be 62. That's an awkward number, so let's keep it at 60. That still increases my total post output by 5.

So I'm resolving to reach my 1000th Perch post, and have 60 total posts between this blog and its satelites.

Walk an average of 35 km weekly 

My average this year was 39.4.

I was going to let this one sit at 35 and focus on health goals surrounding diet and strength training, but since I've been increasing my expectations by 5 km over the past 3 years and I was so close to meeting what would be my goal this year were I to continue that pattern, I think I have to make it a goal to walk an average of 40 km weekly.

In 2021 my goal was 25 km and I averaged 33.3. In 2022 I resolved 30 and I achieved 36.4, and now in 2023 I resolved 35 and made 39.4. I feel like I have momentum in this category, so let's keep pushing.

Do 3 strength trainings weekly on average

So at this point I begin failing resolutions. I started recording my workouts in March, and I was pretty consistent with them until August. At that point I started feeling pressure about my upcoming wedding and stopped focusing on my physical health. After the wedding I struggled to get back into the swing of things and failed to reestablish the habit. Still, that was about five months of consistent strength training, which is the best I've done since college. So it's progress if nothing else.

I'm reducing my expectations. I'll resolve an average of 2 strength trainings weekly.

Dedicate one meatless day per week.

I keep resolving this and not achieving it, so I think I'll omit it as a goal going forward. I'm still going to try and reduce my meat intake, but I'm not formalizing it as a resolution. The only positive I can say about my attempt this year is that it did motivate me to learn some vegetarian recipes, including falafel (although I think I uploaded the recipe in January 2023, but actually learned it December 2022), which is Lee-Anne's full-stop favourite thing that I make, even compared with all my meat recipes. She says it's better than restaurant, and she can't order falafel anywhere, because they don't compare to mine.

Do 12 hour fasts daily

My diabetes recovery plan was to start by rehauling my diet, then get into strength training, and then get into intermittent fasting. I may have been a little too ambitious to reach both my strength training goal and get into fasting. I still need to commit to my strength training, so I'll focus on that this year, and maybe in 2025 I'll be ready to start fasting.

Dedicate time to being off screens

This one is tricky to determine success for, since I didn't put a metric that I could measure it by. I'm going to say I failed it though. I may have decreased my screen intake a little, but not by enough that it felt like a significant lifestyle change.

This year's resolutions:

I heard of an interesting new approach to making resolutions. Most people set goals with an expectation that they will feel good in some way after achieving them, but a lot of times the goals they set are based on the expectations or advice of people with different motivations. This creates a misallignment between the goal setter and their goals, which often leads to disappointment. A new method that has been suggested is to start off by asking yourself how you want to feel, and then developing goals based on that.

For example, with health-related goals, some people might want to feel healthy, or they might want to look a certain way. Since it took the diabetes scare to get me to focus on that stuff, I don't think either of those motivations work for me. I think I wanted to feel safe. When that motivation became relevant, I was able to make a concerted effort.

I'm keeping some of the goals that I've been making progress on, but I'm going to add a motivation-first resolution as well.

In 2024, I think I want to feel valuable. Increased use of AI has made me feel irrelevant as a writer and an artist, and the impending climate crisis has made me feel complicit as a consumer. Basically, my thoughts and expressions have lost their value, and my existence passively helps push us toward the next mass extinction event. I want to feel like I can contribute to something positive.

...I'm blanking on how to do that, though. So for now, I'll just say "Find a way to feel valuable"

In 2024, I resolve to:

• Reach post 1000 on The Gryphon's Perch by adding 42 posts
• Make 60 posts total including the satelite blogs
• Walk 40 km on average weekly
• Do two strength trainings on average weekly
• Find a way to feel valuable

New Year's 2024

We went to Brampton for Christmas, so we were in Guelph for New Year's. We went down on Sunday and exchanged Christmas presents, since it was our first opportunity to do so. We got Mom some reusable, sealable sillicone bags, Duncan a video game, and the kittens some crinkle balls and cat toys. 

Our cats have a rainbow weasel, which is basically the only doll-type toy that they will consistently wrestle with. Every time I'd been back to that store they had one and I wanted to get one for Castor and Pollux, but the week before Christmas they didn't have it in stock. I got two dolls made by the same company, and when we gave them, it seemed like both their cats were enjoying a crinkly squid.

They got me the remake of Super Mario RPG, which was cool because it was the video game that taught me how to read. When I was in early elementary school, I was a reading level behind most of the other kids. Then we rented Super Mario RPG from our local Blockbuster Video and I fixated on it. Mom would play the game, and me, her and Duncan would take turns voicing the characters. This necessitated me being able to read the script, prompting a burst in motivation.

It was originally made for the Super Nintendo. Built in collaboration with an outside writing team, the same one that does Final Fantasy, this game was the first, and to me the best, Mario series Role Played Game. The Paper Mario Series was originally supposed to be a direct sequel, and later meant to be a spiritual successor. However, they couldn't get the same writing team back and they didn't have rights to the Mario RPG-exclusive characters, so while they were good in their own right, they weren't quite able to reclaim the magic. This remake for the Switch is likely the closest we'll come to it. It just has touched up graphics, a few new functions, some translation changes, and apparently it has a bit of a post-game.

Playing it as an adult is funny, because I'd previously only ever watched my mom. My favourite character, and probably the main one that I voiced, was Mallow. He was a sentient cloud whose mood effected the weather, who was adopted by frogs and so believed himself to be a tadpole. I remember some adults on early Internet video game guides thinking he was annoying, probably for his naivety and sensitivity, so I wondered if I'd feel differently about him as an adult. I don't know if it's just nostalgia, but so far I still like him.

We played a bit in Guelph. Later, Lee-Anne asked if we always took turns doing the voices. Apparently she thought it was odd.

 Lee-Anne got two books, Watership Down by Richard Adams and Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman, both family favourites. I had a blog before this one, on which I did a lot of book reviews. I had a list of personal favourites, and these were both on it.

Lee-Anne's usually more of a non-fiction reader, and when she branches out, she's not usually into surreality. She says Harry Potter's about as far as she'll wade into fantasy. Since Watership Down is about a group of rabbits and Neverwhere mostly takes place in another dimension, these might be a stretch. I'm happy to have copies of both of them though.

On Monday, me, Lee-Anne, and Mom went to a family get-together in Toronto. My Oma, Granddad, two of my Uncles, two aunts, and two cousins were there. Most of them had traveled from the States, and some I hadn't seen for many years. It was a lunch, hosted at the community they live in. 

This is my Granddad that is experiencing dementia, so there was some worry that the amount of people would be overwhelming, but he seemed content. He was mostly smiling, he'd make eye contact when you spoke to him, he seemed to react to what you said, and he even talked a few times. His condition has not continued to worsen at the rate it did when he took a sudden decline a few years back.

After lunch and a walk though their neighbourhood, we went back to Guelph to do our tradition of jumping off the couch into the new year. They live in a basement, so I have to sort of crouch-jump while pressing on the ceiling so I don't hit my head. We decided to hold the kittens as we jumped and I wound up with Pollux. He spasmed and scratched up my arm pretty bad.

Dinner was a bunch of appetizers, meant to eat throughout the night. We brought homemade falafel, fatoush salad, and hummus, as well as store-bought tzatziki and pita. I also brought a bottle of cheap sparkling wine that we'd had in our cupboard for years. I don't remember why I first got it, but I always thought that part of the point of the experience was the excitement that came with the cork popping out and flying around. People were nervous so I palmed the cork and everyone was surprised at how anticlimactic it was. I'd figured that if it stayed subdued when a corkscrew was used, it shouldn't have too much force behind it. I assumed correct, not much pressure backing something that can be pretty theatrical.

I've got to do a post for my New Year's Resolutions for 2024, and I've got to do a tarot reading for a year forward-and-back. I've done the backround work for both topics, I just have to write them up. Hopefully I'll do that relatively soon.