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I'm in one of those peculiar moods, in which it can only remedied by indulging in countless live Radiohead videos. During my youtube binge I watched this little gem...  If you haven't seen it already, just wait until around 2:24 minutes in. Just legendary how they pick up where they left off after this, as if nothing happened. love it

" Most people associate the symbol and meaning of jade with chinese culture. According to the ancient chinese Jade represented many of their most valued attributes: courage, wisdom, mercy, justice, emotional balance, love, and fidelity. It can also signify beauty, generosity and purity."

~quote from internet website that i looked jadeite up on...

The Jadeite Necklace that I found around the neck of the Statue Of the Old Woman represents to me, personally, Eternal Love. The circle representing that which is cyclical in time and nature, and all eternity, and green being obviously representational of Life, but also of love and abundance of growth, so the meaning seems to be obvious to me. Eternal Life. Eternal Love.  But also, there is a tiny bead that is sitting on top of the circular ring, and this symbolizes and reminds me that I am just One part of the Whole.  and the Whole is a part of Me.  It also makes me think of Male and Female, and that the completion of all things are in our opposites to one another. The balance of the universe is riddled through and through time and time again, with symbolism such as this.

I wrote a poem on April 15 that I want to write here it's probably not original, but the words and thoughts are new to me, so in that, i can have joy. I can hardly call this a poem, but lets just say, i suppose, I had a thought the other day, and i called the "thought" a "poem", and this is what it was:

" Death is in Love with Life;

As the eternal is in Love,

with that which is fleeting.

As the Gods,

Envy the Mortals."

This is now my journal entry for March 28th 2011  

    "Ghost"

" I pretended that I died today.

 Waking up this morning with my day off work I decided to spend the day in Vancouver. I walked from Broadway, over the bridge, down robson st. through the lost Lagoon, down Denman (where I am at right now writting this. I have taken pictures, walked through old neighorhoods, visited the art gallery, and found a treasure kept with an old friend. ( The Jade Necklace. The Statue.)

  I bought myself some nice things, and I am feeling really good about it. I'm feeling really good having this day to myself. With the growing realization that taking care of myself is a good idea, my world is changing for the better. I'm starting to actually learn how to love myself.

My friend Daniel Mingo, who passed away this month had his memorial yesterday And i feel like he would have wanted me to do this in memory of him. I feel like Daniel has become my guardian Angel.

I visited the Statue in Stanley Park, in Coal Harbour, the Old woman sitting on the bench, in honour of Daniels Poem about her. I took some pictures. To my surprise I found a necklace around the old Lady's neck.  I took the necklace replacing it with a stone that i had been carrying in my purse, and a poem called Her Praise By W B Yeats.

 I wonder to myself who left this necklace there. I also wonder who may find the rock + Quote that I left behind with her. The old woman is a carrier of Secrets, Mysteries, and Hidden treasures. For those fortunate enough to notice the un-noticable their reward is beyond explanation.

I cried.

I cried because i know the loneliness of a statue, and i Miss my Friend.

                                                               And I Love So Much...

What happend to me today is Poetry in Motion. I'm just so grateful to be alive."