Meet QueenB.Divine who is passionate about Mental Health & Astrology, because of her roots which are Jamaican /Canadian, grandfather who was from India and she now lives on the island of Vancouver . Mental Health and astrology it is in her DNA , because of her own personal journey ancestry.

The Lost Art of Living Outside: A Reflection on the Simpler Days

I was thinking back to when I was a kid. Weekends, in particular, hold so many memories. I remember the feeling of anticipation right before the TV would come on. There was this song, "The Log" some cartoon man was log rolling . I think it was called, but my memory’s a bit hazy on the name. I remember the tune, though. It was this strange little ritual. The sound would fill the room, and then, like clockwork, the screen would light up with the National Anthem, and the TV day would officially begin. And that was it – the moment when you knew the weekend had arrived.

We’d start off with programming like church services or shows like Tiny Talent Time—a show I absolutely loved. There was this charm about it, the kids on TV showing off their talents. Or there were quirky shows like Romper Room where the host, Julie, would say, “I see John, I see Sally,” and I would always hope she'd say my name. She never did, but it was still a thing. I could feel the connection, the sense of community, even if it wasn’t personal.

And of course, the Flintstones came on at lunch. That was the highlight. The whole neighborhood knew that when Fred and Barney were on, it was time for a break. But it wasn’t just about TV—it was about the rhythm of the day. The TV would go off eventually, and when the screen showed rainbow bars and the national anthem played, that was the signal. The TV was done for the day. It wasn’t a big deal. Nobody freaked out. You just turned it off and went outside. It was the natural thing to do.

If we ever got too caught up in watching TV and my mom didn't like it, she’d just yell, “Go outside and play!” No negotiation, no begging for just five more minutes. You went outside. And that was fine. It was expected. We didn’t live for the next show or the next episode. We had bikes to ride, friends to play with, games to invent. There was something real about it all.

Now, back to your schedule of investing- be wise out there