I don't know if you are familiar with Vancouver's Hastings Street. Both the pictures above are pictures of Hastings Street. Travelling along this path, you cross Main St into East Hastings, the down and out section, a place you might not want to walk on foot. It's not particularly attractive or safe. It is the place that we tend to avoid, unpleasant and depressed. Further along, it becomes a metropolis, full of light and life. It's hustle-bustle city life. This section looks good, but certainly has it's secrets as well. It strikes me that we, as streets are made up of many varied 'blocks', all of them contributing to the whole. What is my East Hastings? Where are my down and out places? My mile-high scrapers reaching for the sky? What appears good and isn't? What appears downtrodden, but actually gives me what I need: challenge, motivation for growth? How do I redeem what's lost and celebrate what's alive and growing? How do I live a life of compassion, knowing that each 'street' I meet has it's story? Hmmm. Building have 'stories'. But that's for another post.
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