Ian Dawe – My Toronto – Chapter 25
For eight and a half months I allowed this city determine the way in which I lived my life.
It was easier for me to be a victim of circumstance than a citizen of Toronto. By embracing the notion that I was a merely the ‘product’ of an alien environment and not an active player in my own destiny I had denied myself from myself. I equated my solitude to the lack of compassion I saw in the city, yet failed to acknowledge the fact that I had internalized a number of these traits myself.
The thorn in my side had become a terrible cancer… I was lost.
I now accept the fact that regardless of my surroundings, I am responsible for my own happiness or suffering. The choices I make along this path I forge are mine, and mine alone.
Just as iron shapes iron, negativity breeds negativity. No longer will I focus on the negative aspects of this city and internalize them. I will use the unfavourable attitudes of others to guide myself in the right direction.
I have found serenity in the men and women who practice tai-chi in Grange Park, anonymity in the crowded streets of Kensington market, comfort in the sushi bars on Baldwin Street, and focus in the gyms I frequent.
Here are a few pictures of the Toronto I have grown attached to.