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Bylaws of The Sweetwater Creative Collective, a not-for-profit corporate entity

A by-law relating generally to the conduct of the affairs of The Sweetwater Creative Collective (the "Corporation") BE IT ENACTED as a by-law of the Corporation as follows: Definitions In this by-law and all other by-laws of the Corporation, unless the context otherwise requires: "Act" means the Canada Not-For-Profit Corporations Act S.C.2009, c. 23 including the Regulations made pursuant to the Act, and any statute or regulations that may be substituted, as amended from time to time; "articles" means the original or restated articles of incorporation or articles of amendment, amalgamation, continuance, reorganization, arrangement or revival of the Corporation; "board" means the board of directors of the Corporation and "director" means a member of the board; "by-law" means this by-law and any other by-law of the Corporation as amended and which are, from time to time, in force and effect; "meeting of

Purposes of the Corporation

To fund initiatives which reduce emotional dysfunction thereby easing suffering: • The Robin's Nest Project: Provide spiritual healing through art therapy programs and holistic addiction        treatment programs • First Nations Financial: Supporting aboriginal economic development  • Bohemian Bungalows: Develop and study the feasibility of affordable housing solutions using modular construction • Support Accessibility and inclusivity initiatives and support for those with physical challenges through existing agencies

So, today I return

This is one of the hardest things I've ever done, fear impedes me like a soft warm blanket. I lean in and it gives way as the words begin to flow. Does your fear have a physical presence? For me, this is one of the most significant benefits of using cannabis in my self analysis, as I consider the different elements of my life, the ones which cause me emotional pain, way too many to list, I can visualize the sensations which correspond to my cogitations. I can feel the fibromyalgia ebb and recede as I stretch and reflect and partake of Spiritual practice, my self care time. I want to go back to bed, to my warm comfortable wallow. I want to wrap my arms around myself and let someone pick me up, dump me somewhere and I'll just close my eyes and die. If only it were so easy.  There are rules we have to follow, not the scriptures or the laws, the Tao of being. We're here for the duration, here of our own free will, lost and twisted, again and again. Samsara, the eter