Comments on: Why Do People Move From Toronto to Collingwood – Blue Mountain? http://blog.collingwood-bluemountain.com/why-do-people-move-from-toronto-to-collingwood-blue-mountain/ Inside Collingwood and Blue Mountain - What You Need To Know... Mon, 23 Jan 2012 18:20:13 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 By: I.M. http://blog.collingwood-bluemountain.com/why-do-people-move-from-toronto-to-collingwood-blue-mountain/comment-page-1/#comment-10840 I.M. Sat, 14 Aug 2010 19:23:35 +0000 http://blog.collingwood-bluemountain.com/?p=1767#comment-10840 You wrote: "the service we encountered was impersonal, rushed and uncaring. What I noticed is that people no longer appear to SEE. They don’t look up. They don’t look around. They don’t look at others when they speak. Eyes on the road, eyes on the phone, eyes on the pavement. So, now I think I get it. The urban refugees fleeing to Collingwood want to SEE again. They want to connect to something. Maybe they want to drive slower, maybe they want to be a little nicer. Perhaps they want someone to talk to them. Chat for awhile. Connect. Breathe. Tell me, am I right? Even close?" I totally agree. I have not been to your part of the world but it's happening everywhere. For the joy of acting, I took a college acting class in my hometown in California. It was full of young people who were starved for meaningful one-on-one interaction. They actually said that was their reason for taking the class when we all introduced ourselves. How sad. There are consequences of this mad, rushed, impersonal pace and the young people are suffering for it. They just wanted to connect as human beings face to face. Word had gotten around that they could experience that in an acting class. Their other classes are rushed and no one ever gets a moment to know each other. I had taken one of those "normal" college classes and for the entire semester felt like I couldn't come up for air because the pace was too fast, frantic and impersonal. At the end of the 12-week semester none of us in class had even met each other or had any time to visit and talk even minimally let alone make any friendships. The young students had lost, worried looks on their faces so I know they were feeling the same way. It felt very discordant and ungrounded. I got an "A" in that class and quick praise from the teacher, but the entire experience felt like a punishment. I was not inspired to take the next level of the class and just wanted to crawl off and recover like a wounded animal. In our acting class we did dance exercises to loosen up and acting improv. It was all about being in the present, connecting, breathing, feeling, being grounded and using imagination. As I walked to class sometimes I would have tears of joy and gratitude. It was life-affirming. Thanks for the blog. I found it when I was googling which side of the road Toronto/Canadians drive on! A wonderful speaker will be in Toronto Aug. 28, 2010 and I was hoping to go. You wrote:
“the service we encountered was impersonal, rushed and uncaring. What I noticed is that people no longer appear to SEE. They don’t look up. They don’t look around. They don’t look at others when they speak. Eyes on the road, eyes on the phone, eyes on the pavement.
So, now I think I get it. The urban refugees fleeing to Collingwood want to SEE again. They want to connect to something. Maybe they want to drive slower, maybe they want to be a little nicer. Perhaps they want someone to talk to them. Chat for awhile. Connect. Breathe.
Tell me, am I right? Even close?”

I totally agree. I have not been to your part of the world but it’s happening everywhere. For the joy of acting, I took a college acting class in my hometown in California. It was full of young people who were starved for meaningful one-on-one interaction. They actually said that was their reason for taking the class when we all introduced ourselves. How sad. There are consequences of this mad, rushed, impersonal pace and the young people are suffering for it. They just wanted to connect as human beings face to face. Word had gotten around that they could experience that in an acting class.

Their other classes are rushed and no one ever gets a moment to know each other. I had taken one of those “normal” college classes and for the entire semester felt like I couldn’t come up for air because the pace was too fast, frantic and impersonal. At the end of the 12-week semester none of us in class had even met each other or had any time to visit and talk even minimally let alone make any friendships. The young students had lost, worried looks on their faces so I know they were feeling the same way. It felt very discordant and ungrounded. I got an “A” in that class and quick praise from the teacher, but the entire experience felt like a punishment. I was not inspired to take the next level of the class and just wanted to crawl off and recover like a wounded animal.

In our acting class we did dance exercises to loosen up and acting improv. It was all about being in the present, connecting, breathing, feeling, being grounded and using imagination. As I walked to class sometimes I would have tears of joy and gratitude. It was life-affirming.

Thanks for the blog. I found it when I was googling which side of the road Toronto/Canadians drive on! A wonderful speaker will be in Toronto Aug. 28, 2010 and I was hoping to go.

]]> By: Lady Samm http://blog.collingwood-bluemountain.com/why-do-people-move-from-toronto-to-collingwood-blue-mountain/comment-page-1/#comment-5071 Lady Samm Sun, 17 May 2009 14:01:26 +0000 http://blog.collingwood-bluemountain.com/?p=1767#comment-5071 Good Morning, and oh boy could I resonate with your observations Marg. Although we do not live in the "Canadian Hampton's", we did move from a fairly large city and move to Wine Country. Our town is only 3,000+ people and I have noticed how personable people are here and we can see the stars at night and melody of birds is what wakes us in the morning, not traffic and sirens. I don't miss the big city whatsoever. I don't miss the noise, pollution or the crowds. We laugh here if we note 5 cars at the only stop light in Smithville, "ohhh we got caught up in rush hour".... We embrace our small town where we see someone we know every time we venture out to do some shopping. We feel we are the lucky ones, we get it, people care in small towns. ps. my BIL lives in Collingwood and notes the same as you do. The city is nice to visit but Collingwood is home. 'cause you matter lady samm Good Morning, and oh boy could I resonate with your observations Marg. Although we do not live in the “Canadian Hampton’s”, we did move from a fairly large city and move to Wine Country. Our town is only 3,000+ people and I have noticed how personable people are here and we can see the stars at night and melody of birds is what wakes us in the morning, not traffic and sirens. I don’t miss the big city whatsoever. I don’t miss the noise, pollution or the crowds. We laugh here if we note 5 cars at the only stop light in Smithville, “ohhh we got caught up in rush hour”….
We embrace our small town where we see someone we know every time we venture out to do some shopping. We feel we are the lucky ones, we get it, people care in small towns. ps. my BIL lives in Collingwood and notes the same as you do. The city is nice to visit but Collingwood is home.
’cause you matter lady samm

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