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48 East – Opening up the possibilities

I think that I'm finally finished making holes in my walls. Well...I'm ALMOST finished. Since my daughter and I moved into our house one year ago, I've made quite a few holes. Some of them have been pretty big.

            I think that I'm finally finished making holes in my walls.

            Well...I'm ALMOST finished.

            Since my daughter and I moved into our house one year ago, I've made quite a few holes. Some of them have been pretty big. In fact, I've heard a few nervous chuckles from my friends as they've walked in and surveyed my 'handiwork'.A couple have asked me (somewhat timidly) if I have ever heard of something called a “load-bearing wall”.

            Actually...I have.

            Although this is the first “major” renovation I've ever undertaken on a home of my own; I have worked (as a laborer) on a couple of renovation projects. I've also help a few friends with work they were doing on their homes.

            None of this”previous experience” makes me an “expert”. But, it has helped me to understand how much work I can do on my own...how much I'd be willing to TRY (provided I have some learned supervision)...and when it's best for me to stop what I'm doing and yell for help.

            Having a better understanding of my own abilities and limits has freed me. It has meant that this  ongoing project of mine has (so far) been a REALLY enjoyable experience. I've been surprised to discover how much fun it is to “open up” my “place”...and let the sunlight pour into a space that it might have never touched before. I'm amazed at how much I actually enjoy exploring the different possibilities that every new opening gives birth to.

            I've learned to appreciate this (almost) century-old house of mine even more than I did that day...when I walked through my front door that very first time...and KNEW that I'd just “come home”.I've grown to love my home's creaks and crannies...the edges that aren't quite “square”...and those lovely...solid fir “bones”.

            I've also been somewhat astonished at how talented I appear to be with a pry-bar. But I have learned the “hard way”...that it is much easier to take something APART...than it is to put something BACK TOGETHER. As a result, I've become better able to tame my own enthusiasm. These days, I am much more apt to “measure twice...and cut once”.

            This project of mine has also impacted the way that I see the world around me.

            I look long and hard at the challenges confronting my hometown...and am driven to look for ways that I might help my community walk through those challenges. I listen to somebody like Ryan Meili talk about bringing “renewal” and a “fresh vision” to Saskatchewan...and I'm inspired to become part of that process as well.

            I join together with my friends and neighbors to celebrate Canada's 150th Birthday...and I'm reminded of just how fortunate I am to have been born in this country. At the same time...I am encouraged to help my country continue to mature and thrive...so that my daughter might know an even brighter future here.

            It is entirely possible for us to “renovate” the places that we cherish as “home”. We must be careful to protect those values and sensibilities that are needed to maintain “integrity”. But that need not serve to limit us. Rather...by coming together to preserve those things we hold most dear...we will find ourselves free to “open up” the opportunities that were once closed to us.

            We might be surprised to discover how much fun creating change can be.

            And...who knows what possibilities we will discover?

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