Valerie Dunn's unique editorials are one of the most popular features in HI-RISE.
HI-RISE isnot a religious publication --- the staff, volunteers, and readers have a wide variety of beliefs. None the less, many of them, regardless of their religion or denomination, have said Valerie Dunn's editorials speak to their lives and situations, for the thoughts raised, the inspirations suggested, and more. Here is a selection of just a few of the editorials published:

EDITORIALS

Balance
Editorial, November 1994, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1994 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

When I get into a state of imbalance, my body quickly warns me all is not well. Nothing like a muscle spasm to prompt you!

And, I get edgy, anxious, mildly depressed or all three. If everything is in an uproar, I may even find old anger feelings surfacing. (That one always surprises me.)

Imbalance signals come, much like a load of laundry, when I'm overworking. Or too involved in too many things. I regress into the over-achiever I was for many years and fall neatly into the imbalance trap.

My Inner Voice is saying at this point, "Ha! This is news?"

For I know perfectly well all this goes against the laws of nature and the One who created us all. And its the kind of thing that causes burnout, etc. etc. etc.

So, why do I allow it to happen? Probably for the same reason we pig out on chocolate sundaes and fries sometimes, stay up too late, or skip the workout.

In my case what I'm skipping, or cutting short, is time for prayer, meditation and reflection. Not just at the beginnong of the day, but during it. Because that's the only way I can keep on track and not get into a state of imbalance.

When you're on a diet and you splurge on the fries, the experts always tell you, "don't give up, just get back on your routine." And so it is with my quiet and reflective times.

Then my world improves, the symptoms start to recede and no doubt my friends heave a sigh of relief and say, "She's herself again." If they've notice. I'm good at hiding my imbalance periods.

So, Inner Voice, cut out the muttering and snide remarks. I'm back on track. Until the next time. I'm glad not only my friends, but my Creator, is tolerant of all this. In fact, I've been told no matter how many dumb things we do, we're forgiven. Hurray for that. I don't need a guilt trip on top of the imbalnce.

After all, tomorrow I might fall into the trap again. I'm glad I know how to climb out!

Does any of this sound familiar to you?

- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Being a peacemaker
Editorial, August 1998, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1998 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Working to create a spirit of harmony among others, isn't exactly a popular occupation these days. Consider the international scene, let alone the rocky road a labour negotiator has to travel. It can even be dangerous, physically and emotionally.

And yet Jesus told people in the strife-ridden society of ancient Israel, 2000 years ago, "Blessed are the peacemakers," and said they would "inherit the kingdom of God."

Friends of other faith backgrounds tell me similar ideas exist in their teachings also.

And yet most of us would rather choose battle, even in our personal relationships. What happened in your last family fight?

Being a peacemaker may mean giving up some of our own ideas and accepting those of others. Even to forgiving others when they are clearly in the wrong. Or backing off, and accepting that the time to resolve the conflict is not yet.

Essentially, making peace starts with ourselves.

When I get into a conflict situation, if I can understand and hear the other's point of view, even if I don't agree with it, we both have a better chance of working things out.

My friend may marry someone I don't care for. Do I break off the friendship, or try to get to know the spouse better, and discover what my friend values in him?

Do I do business with someone who operates in a way I don't understand? Pehraps he, unlike myself, comes from a culture whre bartering is common. Do I try to find a common ground?

Your child may leave home and move in with somebody you don't care for. Your boss may decide you are redundant and replace you with somebody half your age, at a lower salary. Someone criticizes you for something you didn't do, and tells all your friends, but not you.

What do you do? What is the route that would give you the greatest personal peace? Each of us has to answer for ourselves: can I be the peacemaker in the situation?

I have found that only with help from a Higher Power can I become a peacmaker. It is something we cannot do on our own strength, or even know the correct route to take. For me, answers often come in my daily quiet time. And sometimes, very surprising ones!

May you too enjoy God's surprises in the journey to peacemaking.

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Caring and compassion
Editorial, January 1996, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1996 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Controversy continues to swirl around cutbacks and how to meet people's needs when governments can't.

It almost seems as though the cutbackers, in order to do what they have to do, have deliberately deafened themselves to the pain. Maybe they fear they will be unable to act if they listen too carefully, because the hurt might get through and cause them to retreat.

Some are calling us for a return to a spirit of individual giving, to fill the gaps.

I grew up in a maliy with an alcoholic parent. He died without insurance, so my mother found herself depending on the only government assistance there was in those days: Mother's Allowance. Relatives helped out and so did church and community agencies, until we were all able to earn our own way.

It was considered a disgrace to have a "drunk" in the family, and being on government assistance was even worse. Thank goodness we're getting past that kind of attitude. But even amid all the judgmentalism, there was compassion, there was caring, for people in our situation.

I sense that the struggle going on now is mostly transitional as we move into another phase of how to express caring. Perhaps a blend of the old and the newer institutionalized forms.

As spiritual beings, the ability to care is built into each one of us. I believe we were created to be so; and if we are not, our spirits have become warped.

I for one am trying to look beneath the surface of what is happening now and perceive how we can help one another.

There's a famous teaching in the Christian scriptures about 5,000 hungry people being fed because a little boy gave up his lunch to help. God took his little bit of food and multiplied it so that all the hugry people could eat; and with lots left over.

Whatever you think of htat story, the idea is that anything given in a spirit of true generosity, can be multiplied.

We may be surprised how our Creator will increase even the little bit of good we can do. Our part is, being willing to do it.

Something to think about in these chill January days!

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Discovery
Editorial, September 1998, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1998 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

"Lord, I'm running out of patience with these people!" I muttered, for the umpteenth time.

We had been trying to organize a meeting, and everybody kept changing their minds about the date. On top of that, it was one of those months where deadlines were tight and material was coming in late.

Somebody once told me I was a patient person. He must have had rose-coloured glasses on that day, for I am anything but..

I especially notice it on days when I haven't had as much time as I needed for my morning meditation period. On those days, I am not only less patient, I can be absolutely grumpy.

This comes, I think, from my natural personality, which tends to be controlling, driven, and goal/achievement oriented.

When I have spent some time in quiet mediation and prayer, something happens. I am gentler, definitely more patient and everything moves along in a more harmonious manner.

When you have allowed time to interact with God-force, that moves into your personality, and in some subtle way, alters it. Any effort I make on my own tends only to frustrate me.

Even when my quiet times are interrupted or become fragmented, as they sometimes are, I am a better, more effective person with them, than without them.

I become more aware and responsive to my own needs, as well as those of others. I am less likely to over-react. Or try to push myself to make just one more phone call, when I know it would be better to do it some other time. I'm more likely to write that personal note of thanks or send that donation cheque I promised.

Perhaps this is just another way of saying that connection with a higher spiritual power not only changes things, it changes you. Not just once, but on a day to day basis. I know I need a daily dose!

Another of life's adventures, to enjoy.

-- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher.

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Energy
Editorial, April 1999, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1999 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Many people believe we came on this earth by accident. Theories range from space invaders who are said to have visited eons ago and left descendants. To good old Darwin and his man descended from apes idea.

And no, I'm not going to offer yet another theory about how life came to earth.

After all, new life is emerging all around us, as tiny seeds push their growth through the recently frozen ground. You can almost feel the life energy of spring in the air. And I know the creative force behind all this new growth is the One who made all things - and who didn't need any help from anyone.

Somehow, the tiredness generated by the darker days of winter disappears as the sun's rays brighten. Not only are the plants and soil energized, so are we.

I think the cultures who mark New Year's at the time of the Spring equinox have the right idea.

And it's no accident that the Christian festival of Easter occurs in Spring also. The idea of resurreciton and new life is being manifest all around us. And each of us can tune in and participate, and so experience new life ourselves. No matter what our faith background. Allow that creative energy; God's energy to pick ou up, lift and energize you, turn you around and send you in a new direction.

It all comes from God and He is in charge of it all.

If you can make that connection, and allow God to fill your life, who knows what changes can take place in you?

As a Christian, I move into this season with the knowledge of a resurrected Christ in my heart. I also believe that knowledge and law is for everyone.

God doesn't limit his love and energy. We know that because it is manifested in the burgeoning new life of spring all around us.

Grasp it, and enjoy. And let it take you where it will.

- Valerie Dunn,
Editor/Publisher

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Facing and undergoing change
Editorial, October 1997, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1997, HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Most of us dislike change, though we're reluctant to admit it. Today it's fashionable (and realistic) to put ourselves forth as being adaptable, ready to move in new directions at short notice, and enjoy the challenge of new things.

Just read some of the employment ads and you'll get the picture.

Yet, we don't like to admit, even to ourselves, that we feel unsettled and unsure in our rapidly changing society.

Even if you find yourself out of a job tomorrow, or your son tells you he's moving to Africa, you're supposed to roll with it and say, "That's okay. We have to face and accept sudden changes these days." While in truth, you are crying inside and feel a sense of panic.

It's only natural and human to fear change, and find it stressful.

As for me, I'd rather admit I find a sudden change upsetting. But that I will deal with it creatively, anyway.

If I don't admit to experiencing stress and fear, how can I develop strategies for dealing with those feelings?

An article I read talked about being tough-minded. You admit to yourself that a situation is fearful but tell yourself you're a tough-minded person who can face it down.

Undergirding tough-mindedness is a spiritual connection. A deeper, inner peace that comes with knowledge that I am not facing these fears alone. The One who created the universe is always in charge. Even when my world seems to be in an upheaval.

When I connect with the Source of inner peace, on that basis, I know I can be tough-minded. Because that's an unbeatable combination. Only then can I move beyond fears into enjoying whatever new challenge faces me.

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Fears
Editorial, March, 1999, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1999, HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

What a subject to be writing about in the darker days of winter.

Perhaps because it is a time of the year for me, and I think, many others, that irrational un-named fears seem to pop up. Including old ones I haven't encountered for months.

Most are ordinary fears that get magnified at this time of year. Fear of slipping and falling, breaking or spraining something. Or of getting ill. Making a serious error. (The computer would call it a fatal eror but I don't go that far!)

And speaking of computers, if I crashed mine it would surely be now.

If I have to fly I'm nervous, which I never am at any other time of year. It's almost as if all the ordinary insecurities of life get put under a magnifying glass and get bigger and bolder.

And if I want to do a real number on myself, I wake up at 2 a.m. and go through every single worry. Some psychotherapists tell us that fears and anxiety are a normal part of life, and the secret is to make them work for us instead of against us.

Often, that will be by the simple expedient of re-directing the energy. For me, that's a good time to phone people who owe us money. Clean out the closet. Get rid of files cluttering the office, and so on.

But the thing that works best for me is, turning my head around. Changing my state of mind. And doing it before the fear gets entrenched. Anxiety states are like flu viruses; once they get a hold on you, they are hard to displace. And the anxiety can move into depression.

Turning my head around, for me, involves going into a quiet space and connecting with a higher power, the God-force, using whatever method suits you best.

I have a friend who runs every morning and connects as he runs. Another reads religious/philosophical books. My favourite method is a quiet time, working with a prayer journal.

Whatever the method, turning your head around involves changing your thoughts into positive ones. But more than that, a deep inner change occurs when you connect with the Creator of the universe. And these fears gently dissolve or drift away.

You realize, at least for a whille, that you are not alone. Someone is in charge. You just forgot....

- Valerie Dunn,
Editor/Publisher

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Here for a purpose
Editorial, March 1997, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1997 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

All of us look with anticipation toward spring (unless you run a ski lodge!) Just ask my friends how excited I get when I spot shoots in my tiny townhouse garden in February.

Even after snow storms buried my shoots several times during March, I know they are there. Waiting for nature's signal to get growing and fulfil their purpose.

Something deep within ourselves recognizes spring shoots as a symbol of new life emerging after a long, cold winter. And perhaps we also feel energized because like the shoots we have a sense of new purpose as the sun gets brighter and the days longer.

It reminds me that everything in nature has a specific reason for being, a job to do. And we are no exception.

A tulip knows it is supposed to put out leaves, a stem and flower, and gets on with it. But we humans spend a considerable part of our lives finding out that each of us has a purpose for being here. One which I suspect was assigned to each of us before we were born.

And no matter how many obstacles we run into during our lives, things or circumstances which obscure our purpose or hold us back, it doesn't change that truth.

We hear of people who lose all their money, and commit suicide, seeing nothing to hope for, no other option. If we think we are alive only to acquire money and possessions, then life would seem meaningless if all that disappeared.

A small child dies of a serious illness and we wonder. Why was she born only to lose her life so soon afterward?

We don't know why any life was conceived or what that person's individual purpose was. We can only deal with discovering our own. And like the tulip, get on with it.

I am no expert at this. I can only go by what the word's greatest philosophical and religious teachers have said. In various ways it comes down to something like loving one another as we love ourselves. And making a difference for good in the world.

The way each of us does that is an individual thing that we discover as we go deeper into ourselves and grow closer to the one who created us all.

And somehow, if we tune into it, the emerging spring energy can help us move further into that deeper knowledge.

In other words, follow the tulip's example, and grow!

-- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher.

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Impatience
Editorial, December 1998, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1998 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Why am I choosing to write about impatience just now. Because for me, and many others, December is the most hectic time of the whole year. And I am not a naturally patient person.

Add to that all the expectations of the season and you get one very harried (and grumpy) person.

Even when I was writing this, in the early part of the morning, somebody interrupted me with a question!

We are all in such a hurry these days. Computers, fax machines and e-mail, all wonderful things, add to the stress also. Because things can be done faster, everybody wants them done faster. And we extend ourselves more and more, just to keep up.

I know the conventional answers. Stress breaks, time out for exercise, and all that. These are good. I practice them. And they do help move the pressure into the background. But the thing that helps me the most is a simple act I do each morning, during my quiet time.

I often make a list of all the things I feel pressured and anxious about. I write them down and hand them over individually to God.

I know one person who visualizes all her worries and mentally puts them in a box on a high shelf. Sometimes I imagine all the "garbage" in my life going into a green garbage bag and I hand that over to God. And believe me, that bag can get pretty big!

In this way, I can start my day without all those burdens weighing me down.

I like the list idea, because when I look at it again, even three days later, several things happen.

(1) A high proportion of the problems have been resolved.

(2) I wonder why I was so worried about those things, and in some cases, I can't even remember what they were all about!

(3) Others are still here, but now I have insights about steps I can take to resolve them.

(4) One or two may still need to be left in God's hands and I consider them "in process".

And finally, I can guarantee, as the holiday Season progresses, I'll have to re-read this editorial to remind myself how to deal with holiday stress.

Thanks, Lord!

-- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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It comes from ... within
Editorial, February 1997, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1997 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

It took me a long time to discover that solutions to the problems of life seldom come from other people. If growth does not occur inside ourselves, there is very little that can be done by others.

And inner growth doesn't just happen, it's a decisiion we each make, because we have to allow it to occur. When we do, our outer circumstances will start to change.

That's heresy in our society. We marry in the expectation that someone else will complete our lives. We choose a career in the expectation that it will fulfill us. We invest money in the expectation that we will be financially secure.

But marriages can fail. Jobs disappear. Investments decrease. And then what have we left? Ourselves, and all our failings.

Then where do we look for new life?

Everything I learned when I was growing up taught me that I was supposed to "make it". That involved lots of push and shove, ladder climbing, keeping your eye on the ball and your nose to the grindstone. And all that.

It was great fun doing this (I enjoy it still, sometimes), but it didn't measure up to my expectations. I began to suspect I'd been duped.

I became interested in knowing more about journeying in the opposite direction: within. I discovered a bewildering number of options. Glance through the psychology and religion shelves of your bookstore. There are plenty of people who will tell you How To Discover And Work With The Inner You (and variations on that theme).

My inner voice is chuckling again. You see, I found out that we all have access to Someone who can show us exactly how to develop our inner self. A Person who lives there, inside each one of us.

All that's involved is giving that Person permission to be heard, and to direct our inner self. That involves being quiet, listening, and giving over control. Wouldn't you rather do that than hand over your life to some human who wrote a book, or even has a fancy office and impressive title?

Your inner voice doesn't extra-bill, or draw on the health insurance fund. And He's on the job all the time. When you can't sleep at 3 a.m. for worrying, your Inner Voice is right there, ready to help. What could be better?

Happy listening!

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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"Little" people are important
Editorial, September 1994, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1994 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

You've said it. So have I. "I can't do anything. The problems are too big, too widespread."

You're right, in the usual context. Few of us sit around Cabinet tables or are influential in that kind of decision-making. Even though, many "little people" joined otgether in a common cause, can make an impact.

I believe each one of us can contribute to changing things we don't like, in a less obvious manner. Science, especially in the filed of quantum physicss, is becoming increasingly aware that everything in the world affects everything else. We are linked on some deep level; that's how the Creator planned it.

And that being true, the choices we make, the attitudes we have, even our thoughts, can affect all creation, for good or evil.

I'm an enthusiastic indoor gardener. And I know when I plant geranium seeds next February, under my plant light, eventually, I'll get geraniums.

We all plant seeds of some kind, all the time. Love or destruction, honesty or cecit, caring or indifference. And whatever seed is planted wil produce whatever is within the depth of that seed. That's nature's law.

Sometimes somebody else harvests the seed we plant. So you may help someone, who will never help you. But that seed will flower into helpfulness for someone, somewhre.

And oddly enough, something helpful will come into your life, perhaps much later, from soem widely diverse source.

You may be concerned about starving children and write a cheque for famine relief. Or you have no money, but you share your meal with a neighbour's child who is hungry today, because the welfare cheque didn't stretch quite far enough. It all chanes the overall picture, on a deep level. And you too, one day, will get a surprise.

For the spiritual law behind nature cannot be denied. You reap what you sow. SOmehow, somewhere, somewhen.

As we approach the time of nature's harvest, I'm thinking about what kind of harvest I want. A nd if I don't like what I'm getting now, I want to sow better seeds in the months ahead. How about you?

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Lord, please change me!
Editorial, July 1995, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright © 1995, HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

 

Every once in a while, I go through a disgruntled pahse. Oh, I might as well call it what it is: feeling cheesed off!

And nothing will bring this on faster than very hot weather. My mind says "phooey!", my body agrees, we both slow down, and in the process get cranky.

That's the signal to move into what is for me a four-step process. First, evaluate where I'm at. is there a good reason for any of these feelings that indicate a need for me to act; to change something in my life that's not working?

If the answer is yes, or even maybe, step two is to schedule an anit-procrastination day: when I can at least make a move towards changing or improving some of the things that aren't working. If a day isn't available, even an hour gets me started.

But the biggest change needed is usually in myself. So step three is to check in with my Inner Voice and say "Help! Please change me." And start listening for the gentle but firm guidance that will come.

Too often that includes things like, "Don't be so in control. Relax! Go with the flow." Or, "Don't overwork. Take time to have a balanced lifestyle."

Step four is to literally count my blessings, and thank God for things like dear friends and associates. Three wonderful cats. My church. The privilege of producing Hi-Rise,. My condo and the people who help make it a good place to live. The list goes on and on. In fact, counting blessings is the best quick fix I know for an attack of the doldrums.

The other three steps are longer-term solutions, which I dare not skip. For I do believe our negative feeling times can signal that something needs attention and change. And the main one is often, me!

Have a great summer.

- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Meeting needs
Editorial, April 1998, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright © 1998, HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

I tend to be plagued with single-mindedness. When I'm into a project or a deadline, I have trouble being aware of what else might be going on around me.

My mind gets so focused sometimes, I miss out on important things. Maybe someone is in need of an encouraging word or a bit of affirmation. An hour later, the penny drops. And I think, "Oh, THAT is what she was trying to tell me." Then off I go to do something about it.

It was on such a day that I almost missed out on a delightful outing. A friend offered me free tickets to a professional theatrical perfomance. In my distracted state I simply couldn't focus on this idea and said, "I'll call you back." Then promptly forgot! I was glad that she persisted, and we enjoyed a wonderful evening out.

There was a blessing ready for me to receive it. I just had to be ready.

So often good things, more vital to our lives, are waiting in the wings to move into our lives. But we are too distracted to hear or see the signals. In a way, we actually block the blessings.

I have experienced a sudden rush of good things that seemed to flow into my life on a burst of energy when; for instance, I have done something I have been putting off, or was anxious about doing. Or, I responded to someone who wanted and needed my attention.

Perhaps I took a breath and did some stress releasing activity, like a walk with a friend, when I didn't think I had time.

Of late, in my morning quiet time, I have been asking for help in knowing my "Divine priorities" for that day. The Creator of the universe has a lot better idea of what fits into his plan for my life each day, than I do.

I realize more and more that it is a daily discernment exercise. It's not only the Big Picture, but a lot of little opportunities that can be missed if I don't have my priorities clear. That may not be the deadline which is two hours a way, but the phone call which just came in from a friend who wanted to share something special.

Knowing which has priority takes a special kind of listening that is open to the Divine flow of energy in our lives.

- Valerie Dunn,
Editor/Publisher

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Mental blocks
Editorial, September 1995, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright © 1995, HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Sometimes, I'm truly my own worst enemy. For instance, when a problem confronts me, I quickly conceive a solution. And from then on, see no other alternative.

Then, I get frustrated if the matter isn't resolved, in that way, immediately.

I'm realizing now, when something doesn't get resolved, it's as if some subtle force is saying "wait". Hold off until you see another solution. Or, the time is right.

For instance, for the third time, my favourite handyman called to say he couldn't come. Only then did I think of a simple way to do the home repair without expert help.

That morning, I had listed a number of items in my prayer journal that frustrated me. I sensed what I should do was put beside them: "Each of these will be taken care of at the best time and by the best method." An hour later the repair solution came to me.

You see, anxiety and frustration creates a blcok in our minds. So, creative ideas can't get through. And since in my experience every good idea comes from the Highest Source in the universe, what I'm doing is cutting myself off from the flow of spiritual pwower.

That's risky!

I also sometimesforget to express the problem to someone else. Often a friend or co-worker has a possible solution I hadn't thought of.

Recognizing this failing in myself, I see it all around me. In a restaurant when my companion asked for another piece of toast and said she would pay for it, the response was, "No." Would a better solution have been: purchasing a half order?

I'm really getting into this idea. In fact, I'm going to make it an autumn resolution (why wait for New Year's, do it now.) And that is, consider decision-making in four steps: (1) as much as possible, wiat before making decions. (2) Turn each problem over to the Lord. (3) Allow the best decision time to come, at the appropriate moment. (4) Remember, the insight might come through consulting someone else.

This should be an interesting new season ahead!

- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Protection
Editorial, December 1994, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1994 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

"You needn't be lonely or afraid. There's always One who is with you at all times."

"I have felt protected all my life. I don't know what it is, but that's how I feel."

"Some unseen presence seems to be with me, and when I'm most anxious and worried, I can almost sense the flutter of wings ..."

These comments were made to me over the past few weeks by three different people. From different life situations and varied age groups, they were all talking abou tthe same thing. That is, they felt protected. By someone.

This could be written off as a fantasy, generated by the increasing stress of life or by wishful-thinking. But I don't think so. I experience it too.

Books on angels have become best-sellers. Why? How come our materialistic, go-getting society is showing all this interest in supernatural beings?

Perhaps because an increasing number of people are having experiences, feelings or insights they can't explain.

I look at the beautiful sparkling Christmas angels that are starting to appear in stores and I wonder. I suspect that, though angels may take that form, they often appear as very ordinary people. Someone who appears, perhaps at a crisis point, to help. And then afterward, can't be traced.

And it may go further. We, ourselves, may be prompted, by some inner urging, to be an "angel" to another person.

A cheque arrives in the mail just when you needed to pay the rent. You call, and the person says, "I just had a feelign I should send that money you loaned me some years ago."

Christmas is a time for giving and receiving. Perhaps you can be an angel to someone, or someone will offer you a very special gift.

In either case we need to be open and expectant, for the miracle to happen. To receive and respond to the Messenger, whether it be the inner voice of intuition, a friend or neighbour, or Someone else....

May this experience be yours at this holiday season.

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Remembering
Editorial, November 1998, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1998 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Perhaps it is because November includes Remembrance Day that I began to reflect on remembering.

I am always moved by the ceremonies honouring those who gave their lives in battle; even though I consider wars a blight on the psyche of humanity. And when I hear a trumpeter play "The Last Post" , something in my soul responds, and celebrates the lives of those we remember at this time.

Memories can be faulty. For instance, when a prime minister is turfed out of office by angry voters, years later he's surrounded with an aura of statesmanship. And people think of him with fondness and some nostalgia.

I grew up the 50s, which has to be one of the most bland, boring and for women, stifling eras ever. Yet, look at the nostalgia around that time. Later generations also enjoy memories of an era that never existed except in the fantasies of their parents. The good old days weren't really that great!

Maybe the real memories we need to cherish and maintain refer to the inner landscape. Remembering the challenges we've met and overcome, forgetting the pain involved. The people we've met and interacted with, even loved. Moving past all the difficulties we had in the process of developing those relationships.

Then there's the faith journey. Enjoying our sense of being loved and cherished by our Creator. Letting go all the mistakes, doubts and failures we've had along the way.

Sometimes, selective memory stops us from hanging on to the negative garbage that clutters up our lives.

Forgiveness is part of that. The process of forgiving others and ourselves allows us to release and let go of painful memories. That doesn't mean, shoving them down and burying them. It's more like throwing a stick in a river and watching it float away form you until it moves out of sight.

The stick is real and so is the river. You just let it go on its way.

God does that, too. A wise friend put it this way: God understands us very well. Nothing is hidden. And when we blow it, and accept his forgiveness, he forgets what we've done, as if it never happened.

A good concept for us, too, as we move through life.

Happy remembering - and forgetting.

- Valerie Dunn,
Editor/Publisher

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Scapegoats
Editorial, January 1997, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1997 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Goals are important ... but whose goals?

We've moved through an era wehre the emphasis has been on "me": my needs, my rights, my aspirations. Are we now so concerned about getting our own needs met that wider needs around us are being pushed aside?

We even elect governments that push cutbacks relentlessly and then blame them for doing what we asked them to do.

Scapegoats of any kind, be they governments, a spouse, a boss, or whoever, are a convenient way of avoiding our own responsibility for how things are. Criticizing another is easier than criticizing ourselves.

An ancient Christian writer talked about seeing the speck in someone else's eye and not the log in our own.

I personally find htat what really irritates me in someone else usually reflects a similar weakness in myself. (Not as bad, of course!!)

Having a congenital untidy gene hasnothing to do with the fact that my tolerance for everyone else's mess hits rock bottom when I'm fed up with my own. (Ha! Says my innor voice.)

By going into publishing, I chose a profession where I cannot indulge in procrastination. So, I get impatient with others who get away with putting things off, when I can't.

Does your spouse like to spend money while you hang tightly onto the purse strings? Next time you get mad, remember you probably would like to feel free to spend, also.

For me, the cure for scapegoating is to allow myself som freedom to indulge, a little, in the faults that irritate me in others. For instance, not driving myself to get everything done when I think it should be. Flow a little more, instead. I often get a pleasant surprise: If I had completed that project when I thought I must, I would have missed some very important information. The time I was going to get the rug cleans and didn't was the day before we had a flood! The rug got wet and ended up outside.

I'm learning to depend upon intuition about when and where to complete goals, rather than on inner guilt. I'm not there yet. But it sure is more pleasant, and more rewarding in the end. Besides, feeling driven all the time isn't much fun.

Maybe this is the year I can give up scapegoating altogether. (My inner voice is saying, "Don't hold your breath, you're doing that superwoman thing again.")

Well, aren't I allowed to be a bit perfectionist about SOMETHING?

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Selective hearing
Editorial, October 1996, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1996 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

I'm notorious for having been told something without hearing it. Uusally because my mind is elsewhere. "But I told you," is the response to my puzzled query.

My cats have what I call "selective hearing". When it's time ot eat, the sound of a can of catfood being opened brings them running. But a bellow from me, "Time to come inside!" brings, (you guessed it) silence. They have suddenly gone deaf.

Life can be like that when we're faced with unpalatable truths we don't want to acknowledge. That we'll never get the job we think we deserve. Or buy the house. Have a child. Get married. Travel extensively. The list goes on.

A friend todl me she once wanted something, very badly. She had a strong intuition tha tit would not be the best thing for her. She didn't want to hear that, and felt frustrated. But as time went on, she realized she really didn't want this greatly desired thing at all!

Sometimes life appars to say, "no". But if we are really hearing with the ears of the inner spirit, it may really be a "yes".

That job you wanted was later eliminated. That house would have been sold at a lower price the next year because you married and moved to the west coast. You adopted a wonderful child when you could not conceive ...

I suggest an exercise. Take a look at the disappointments of ten years ago and see what would have happened if you had gotten your wish.

The next time something you greatly desire eludes you, listen with the ears of the spirit. And keep listening. Because sooner or later that "no" may turn into a "yes". And something wonderful may enter your life in a way that you could never have imagined.

As an ancient Christian writer once put it, "Let he who has ears to hear, let him hear...."

Happy listening!

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Stretching
Editorial, February 1998, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1998 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

There's something in human beings that makes us want to "create everybody else in our own image".

Our way is the right way, and though we may not say so, we secretly feel most other people are "a :little weird".

Acceptance of one another's diversity, gifts and quirks is something that has taken me many years to come to, and I'm not there yet.

I've discovered when I am able to be open-minded, I can look clearly at another person's lifestayle and priorities, and broaden my own perspective. Maybe even try out some different ways of looking at or doing things.

My enjoyment of growing seeds under plant lights started with a friend who did this. And, I always felt I had to perm my hair, until I went on a holiday with a friend who did not. She simply had haircuts. What a freeing thing to discover I could do that, too!

I am an untidy clutterer. What a joy to spend a few days with a friend who is the opposite. My psyche won't work like hers, but I sure enjoyed sharing her lifestyle for a while. We have each been created and formed into wonderfully diverse beings. We lose a great deal when we refuse to explore this. And that includes the diversity of cultures in our society.

I will never forget the philosophical conversations I had with my Sikh neighbour, an elderly gentleman who was full of wisdom. The family moved away, and I miss them still.

That doesn't mean everyone's lifestyle is for me. I have tried, but will never enjoy curry!

Perhaps it just comes down to love, of your neighbour as yourself. To those of us who are Christian that's a familiar teaching, and I am sure it is also to many of my neighbours of other faiths.

Not only does this idea bring peace ot ourselves and others, it stretches us, too, in surprising ways.

May this year be a time of joyous stretching for you.

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Struggle
Editorial, October 1995, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright © 1995, HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Somebody once said that complaining was one of the national traits of Canadians. Probably generated by our weather!

But even as we move into the beautiful season of automn, we only need look at the daily newsppaer to see what a nation of grumblers we've become.

A few weeks ago, I met a woman at a conference who was moving from session to session, trailing her personal bottle of oxygen. Her husband of 46 years, himself not in good health, patiently carried it and changed the tank each time she needed that.

"I was in hospital and my breathing kept stopping. It still does, and nobody knows why," she todl me.

"I've always come to this conference, and my friends warned me not to attempt it this year. But my doctor said I'd be the same here as at home. So off I went."

"Yes, this is a difficult way to live. But I thank God for continuing to give me life. I think it's for a reason, and I'm considering what my next task in life is."

As often happens in the fall, I was troubled with some small spasms and cramps. My problems seemed small, compared to hers.

I do my share of complaining, like every Canadian. But I am thankful for life; good health, and a sense of purpose in my days.

We are each here for a reason. Some of us take longer than others to discover what that is. And for many, it unfolds gradually, a stage at a time.

Life is often a struggle. But as our life goals become clearer, we see the reason for struggle. And so gain energy to move ahead.

For that, I'm grateful. And I wish the same for you at this Thanksgiving season.

- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Thankfulness
Editorial, October 1998, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1998 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

One of the things I sometimes forget to do is thank people. Not only for something someone has done, but for just being the special people that they are.

I used to know somebody who had a pad of paper (this was pre-computer days), which said "Thank-you-Gram' on it. Every time he felt grateful for something someone did, or just wanted to say something like, "I appreciate you." he'd say so on the memo, tuck it in an envelope, and mail it.

Anyhow, this seems like a good time to say thank you, and list some of the things I am grateful for. As I list these, maybe you can add your own.

We Canadians are grouchy sometimes, we never seem to be satisfied.

Yet I am thankful that I live in a country that the United Nations has designated, more than once, the best country in the world to live. I'm thankful also for a roof over my head, more than sufficient food and clothing. I am aware of the large numbers of people in the world who cannot make that statement.

I'm thankful for friends and co-workers (and many fill both roles.). People who enrich my life with their love and caring and concern.

I'm grateful too for people who irritate or challenge me and so help me grow. And that often, those people have turned into close friends.

I'm thankful for three wonderful cats who share my life, make me laugh when days get tense and offer love when I'm feeling low,

For opportunities to live, grow, learn and enjoy challenges. For my church, and the people who care as together we live out the life of the Spirit.

And most of all, I'm thankful for the One who created us all. And who is ultimately the source of all the other good things that have come into my life.

Thank You.

- Valerie Dunn,
Editor/Publisher

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Tolerance
Editorial, August 1997, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1997 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

Summertime, and the livin' is easy. At least, that's what we say. And yet, if there's any time simmering anger and conflicts are likely to emerge, it's summer.

For instance, a group of us were chatting about the perils of going on a holiday with a long-time friend. All the little irritations and frictions that emerge may strain the friendship to the breaking point. One women said, after such a holiday, "My friend and I didn't speak to one another for nearly a year, although we're getting along fine now."

On a larger scale, it's a time when labour disputes, racial tensions and family violence seem to surface, to the point we talk about "the long, hot summer".

But why? I know from personal experience that my frustration level is lower in hot humid weather. Also, I'm sound sensitive, and the loud ghetto blasters can get me for sure. Somehow the "fools" I can put up with in winter get more irritating in the summer!

Perhaps, each of us have expectations that summer is short and we should be having fun every minute. Relaxing, enjoying life. And if we're not, tempers get short.

I don't know about you, but I find that if I am too unrealistic in my expectations, getting uptight and upset, something gets out of whack inside. If I could be having fun, I sure am unable to now!

When it happened the other day, my quiet inner voice (the one I squash at such times) said, "Oh boy. There you go again, trying to make everybody perfect. Don't you know I'm the only One that is perfect?" (Sometimes even Inner Voices can be a bit caustic.)

"Sure," I said. "I'm tired of trying to meet everyone's expectations when nobody is meeting mine, and ..." Oh, oh! I'm feeling martyred again.

Inner voices don't exactly snort, but mine came close to it. I realized then my real problem was not allowing myself to take time to enjoy summer, goof off a little, and have some fun. So, I didn't want anybody else to, either.

Your problem might be different. I solved mine that day by stopping work, picking up one of my cats, and giving it a good cuddle.

I felt much better. All my problems were still there. Only I had changed. I quit judging and it's surprising how much better everybody else's behaviour seemed!

Thanks, Inner Voice. Score one for You!

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Trust
Editorial, April 1996, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1996 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

I'm having some trouble with trust just now.

I see people of integrity giving in to pressures they have never had to face.

How do some of the people on strike feel about having to walk out on their jobs. How do some managers feel when they fire staff who have served them well?

Most people used to pay their bills. Now if someone owes you money, you can't be certain you will ever get paid.

You buy an appliance from a large store with a year's warranty, and next month spot a "Going out of business" sign in the window.

In every area of our lives, we struggle with these kind of issues. I have to face the fact that human beings, by their very nature, are unreliable, and that includes myself. As an ancient Christian writer put it, "we have all come short of the glory of God."

And that means, I have no business judging anyone else. We are all in the same fix.

Thank goodness there's Someone in charge of us all who I can trust. My part is to stop judging other and myself, and make a conscious decison to place all my trust problems in higher hands than mine.

When I do, I feel as if a great burden has been lifted. Heavy, becuse it was not mine to carry.

Then the things gradually start to get sorted out. The person who owes me money, pays. Or if I am in need of it and the money isn't there, it is supplied in some other way, until the person can pay.

The friend who turned against me call and says, "I miss you: I want to be friends again." And I find out the job contract I didn't get, or the sale I didn't make, would have created serious problems for me.

There is only One I can totally trust. And the starnge thing is, when I trust Him, I can start to trust others too. Life is fresh and new again. Thanks, God!

- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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Wisdom ... from my cats
Editorial, June 1998, by Valerie M. Dunn. Copyright 1998 © HI-RISE Magazine/Newspaper.

I was outside potting plants when my 10-month old kitten (nearly cat), Sparkle, spotted a neighbourhood cat heading for our patio. As the cat moved in and started to explore, Sparkle decided he should do the proper cat thing, protect the turf, and challenge the visitor.

Grandpaw, our older tabby and white, battle-scarred veteran and Sparkle's mentor, perked up his ears, headed over and crouched down behind Sparkle. The kitten turned around, touched noses as if to say, "Am I doing it right?" and went ahead to successfully chase the intruder away.

Grandpaw never moved from his protective position. I'm sure if Sparkle got into trouble he would have joined the fray. But he allowed the younger, inexperienced cat to try his skill, without discouraging him.

Our kitten felt pretty proud of himself after that.

This incident made me think about our relationship with others, and with our creator.

Parents, and indeed all of us, are sometimes afraid to let others take risks. Mom and Dad may be fearful when daughter moves to an apartment or chooses a college in another city. Managers hesitate to give important responsibilities to staff. A spouse denies the other a share in making financial decisions. The list goes on.

We sometimes claim there is no God because we mess up our lives, and we say, "How can God allow that to happen?"

I sometimes wonder if God isn't a bit like my older cat Grandpaw. He's behind us, ready to help if we get into trouble. But he won't stop us from making our own decisions and taking our own risks. When we mess up, he'll help us deal with the results, but he doesn't necessarily prevent them.

And isn't that the ideal of a good parent?

Wisdom, gained from my cats.

--- Valerie M. Dunn,
Editor / Publisher

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