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Hello Friends and Neighbours:

South Riverdale Community Health Centre’s staff, volunteers, and Queer Action Committee (QUAC), in partnership with WoodGreen Community Services’ staff and volunteers are pleased to invite you to attend the 3rd annual Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Transsexual, 2-spirited, Queer, Questioning, and Intersex (LGBTT2QQI) PRIDE BBQ CELEBRATION!


We can promise all who join us a great party mix of MUSIC, ART, GAMES, FOOD and FUN, along with a RAFFLE featuring great prizes from a variety of local (and not so local) sponsors!

When: Thursday June 24th (Rain or Shine)

Time: 12 noon to 3pm

Where: South Riverdale Community Health Centre, West Yard

955 Queen Street East (just East of Carlaw Ave.)

Our celebration marks the 30th year that LGBTT2QQI PRIDE is being celebrated in Toronto. It has been 41 years since the Stonewall rebellion of June 28th – July 2nd, 1969, when a group of butch lesbians, transsexuals, and drag queens who were patrons of the Stonewall Inn in Greenwich Village, fought back in a courageous and defiant show of resistance against New York City cops who had raided the bar.

The Stonewall Riots have come to represent the first real show of resistance against systemic intolerance, persecution, and violence directed at queer and gender variant individuals, as well as the start of what was to become a world wide gay civil rights movement

Spread the word, and come join us in celebration of LGBTT2QQI Pride!

Was there ever a time… did you ever?

As a young girl I believed in magick.  I mean – rainbows and unicorns and magick. Forces beyond what we are taught to trust.

Not like the kind I believe in now.  Now, it’s tempered with knowledge of the world.  It’s interrupted with information from outside.  It’s diluted and corrupted.  I am Wiccan and strongly believe in karma.  I know that what I put out into the world I get back, threefold.  I understand that we are all connected, all one.  I get that energy is neither created nor destroyed… so I believe in reincarnation.  It’s a real mishmash of thoughts and beliefs. lol  But they’re mine.

Now… as a child I had a wonder in my heart.  It was a wonder that told me there was real magick afoot.  I trusted in it.  I believe we could fly.  I recall finding a wooded area once. I was very unhappy where I lived (physically and mentally) and wandered off one day – I found myself in a place.  I spent the afternoon there.  I recall thinking that I was in some special safe place.  I never found it again afterward.  I used to dream in rainbows and unicorns.  They say that your spiritual animal can come to you in dreams and I read that unicorns exist in the *in-between* place…between dream and awakening.  I knew it was true.  I knew that the unicorn was my animal.  This feeling in me that all this existed is like being home sick.  I know it’s there… and I know I’ve lost it.

I recall finding the oddest thing once.  In my house.  No one else was home and under a piece of carpet there was a lump.  I investigated.  I found a wee bag with these teeny weeny little triangle pieces in it.  Metal.  I thought it was something.  I remember trying to put them together in a way that made sense.  I knew it had to be something, like a puzzle.  But I guess my parents found it and removed it.  I never found them again where I had put them.

I remember walking in the woods and feeling… voices and spiritual.  Being one with the world.  I had a pretty hard childhood and found solace in odd things.  Building forts and running through the woods.  Knowing by heart where every footstep had to fall so that I wouldn’t.  I was so proud of that.  Being able to run through our forest without a trip.  Knowing all the bits and parts that made up the forest behind where we *lived*.  I was part of that world.

The only other time I ever felt that way was after going through some therapy stuff at 25.  I felt I came out of a coma and suddenly life was there.  There was music and children laughing and the smell of fresh cut grass and life was all new.  I started to see with the fresh eyes of a child.  It was magick, I had wonderment in my heart once again…but not the same as when I was a child as it was tainted, tarnished and muted by new knowledge of what the world really held in store.  Of what people could really do to you.

I wonder if we weren’t taught what to say, how to think, what to label everything… as children… if we would feel this magick around us?

If I was never told *that is a table*, or * that is orange* – would I have kept my magick names for these items and been free to see them with my young eyes that weren’t told what to see for what they really were?

I’ve seen spirits.  They scared me, but as a child I didn’t understand and then there was tv, telling me that spirits were to be a thing of fear.

Would I have reacted differently?  Would I have welcomed them rather than run screaming from them?  Being ignorant, taught to fear them?

Maybe this is why I hang on to rainbows and unicorns.  I have tattoos of both.  People think they know what these mean, but they’d be wrong.  🙂  I give them the easy answer.  They accept it as they accept the answer to *how are you*…. fine.

I thought communication was hard with emailing when it first started.   I still think so. lol

That’s why we invented smiles and winks… to convey what we are really trying to say.  You can write something and it can be taken in many different ways.  Now we have email, texting, blogging, facebooking….. not human interaction.  The art of communication is being degraded every day.  Spelling, short cuts and short forms, context.  People would rather text, and add that smiley than actually speak to another individual.  And you shorten the words so that you can fit more, faster.  Fast food society.  You say something you wouldn’t say to their face, and add a smiley so that it softens your words and implies you are kidding around.

It’s so easy to misinterpret any given message.   In fact, if you type the word misinterpretation into Google – it gives you leads on emails, texts, messages.  Even Google agrees!

There is nothing like an evening with friends, or a really good, long, deep chat with a friend.  You can see their emotions, feel their words, share ideas.  You know they are laughing… they don’t have to say lol.  And now, even in daily life, in the oral use of language I hear people say OMG instead of Oh MY God.  And lmao.  Why do you have to say that?  If you are in front of me I can see you are NOT laughing your butt off!  It’s so easy to quickly whip off a word or two when you are busy – but on the other end of the line there is a person getting your message and thinking – why are they mad at me?  Ha ha ha.  Or you post a question mark instead of writing out what you really want to know and the wrong impression is given, the wrong answer provided.  Then you have to start over.  Are we really saving time?  Even snail mail is better than this electronic, cold method of *talking*.

Since the beginning of time the English language has transitioned many times.  We have slang in our dictionaries now, as if they were proper words.  Take, for instance, the word ‘ain’t’.  Ain’t ain’t a word…but it’s in the new dictionaries.  How are they going to keep up with all the text talk that’s coming up?  Are we going to see lol and lmao and wtf and omg in the dictionary one day?  A service provided for people who don’t use the net and don’t text, so they can figure out what’s going on?   Ha ha.  It’s so much faster to type nm, than to thumb and finger your phone keys and type never mind.  Unless the receiver does not know “text talk”.  Then you have to begin again, and type it all out.  Is it good for us?  I think not.  It’s almost disrespectful to the art of words.

Perhaps it’s because I’ve always been a reader that I notice and care.  I see typos all the time… even in paid for books.  And do you know why?  Because it’s easier to use spell check than to really look at what you’re (not your)  editing!  And spell check doesn’t notice that the word you have used is wrong, because it is a word… and in the right context, it’s a correct word.  But if you say I’m going over their…. it won’t catch that.  So many times I see your this or that..when what they mean is you’re.  And then, instead of than.  It’s easy for me to catch these because English is my first language and I do read a lot.  I do crosswords.  I know that not everyone does.  So common mistakes, I understand, but destroying the whole (not hole) art of language is distressing to me.

Big thanks to Kelly K for finding this. 🙂

People who inflict domestic abuse on their partners have common traits: They exert control, humiliate their partners, and begin with emotional abuse.

Medically reviewed by Lindsey Marcellin, MD, MPH

Domestic violence is a common problem that affects many women, and even some men, in the United States. “Domestic violence crosses socioeconomic stratifications,” says Anthony Siracusa, PhD, a psychologist in Williamstown, Mass., and a spokesperson for the American Psychological Association. “Many perpetrators and victims of domestic violence come from what society would describe as ‘good, wholesome families.’”

For victims of domestic abuse, it can often be difficult to admit that domestic violence is happening, and it can be even harder to do something about it. That’s why it’s important to know the warning signs and how to get help when you first experience emotional or any other type of abuse.

Domestic Violence: What are the Signs of Domestic Abuse?

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