"Look To The Rainbow"

I have never heard this song before....till the other day...It has touched me so deeply..I have to post the lyrics.....

On the day I was born
Said my father, said he
I've an elegant legacy
Waiting for ye
'Tis a rhyme for your lips
And a song for your heart
To sing it whenever
The world falls apart

Look, look...look to the rainbow
Follow it over the hill
And the stream
Look...look...Look to the rainbow
Follow the fellow
Who follows a dream

'Twas a sumtuous
To bequeath to a child
Oh the lure of that song
Kept her feet funnin' wild
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With whippoorwills singin
Beyond the next hill

Look...look...Look to the rainbow
Follow it over
The hill and the stream
Look...look..Look to the rainbow
Follow the fellow
Who follows a dream
Follow the fellow
Who follows a dream

Some Lyrics......

I was just reading some of the lyrics from my friend Bill LaBounty's new CD. there is a song called "Stay High"....and these lyrics just are so sweet I had to post this....

You and I were born to drive down blacktop roads on summer nights
Look at the moon up there just daring us to fly and stay up high...stay up high
Baby I chased a lightning bug along the riverbank out behind the smokestacks
Into the woods
I followed a trail through the blueberry patches
Deeper and deeper into the wilderness on Natchez
With melodies floatin on the 4th of July
And Henry Mancini in a cadillac....
Movin across the Mason Dixon line
I never intended to fall so hard..
I couldn't get up so I laid down by the side of the road
In the green green grass
With the dixie cups and chicken bones
And listened to the sound of the blues goin electric in Chicago
I'm gonna wrap my arms around you now
and we're gonna dance right here in the parking lot
this digital rain can't outbeat the blood in our veins
I'm gonna kick out the stops
And let the light in...
Get back on the interstate
And we'll just keep drivin'

"Pouring T "

I must write this morning. I am pregnant with something so beautiful. Out of the bed.....and into the deep...bursting with thoughts.... images....with every glorious color and breathtaking hue to paint a story of my love across the sky. And love is building a beautiful creation within me.....strong.... slow..... and steady....with sweet intensity. This is something eternal. It is, by it's very nature lengthening the place of my cords....opening my heart so wide.....God plants a seed so deep and makes room in the heart for love beyond our own capacity, this love... the kingdom of God coming to earth, and then giving birth..the earth groans ...waiting for the manifestation of the sons of God...love bringing new life!! So I will dream of you my beloved...my wild fronteir...your soaring spirit, with its rough hewn montains and expansive plains....the fire in your eyes...and the light within them ...like a dancing flame....and you ....burning steady like a bed of white hot coals that lay at the bottom of a hearth... that you only get after you've had a good fire going for a while.. from a life filled with passion and a heart set aflame... that warms all who come near him...through...his joy,his sorrow, his pain...the gift of him...the warmth of him..."out of the wild blue"..."coming up from down under"..he lights my world like a meteor blazing across the sky...I have known the treasure of him... he is a gift to me... and because he walks upon this earth .....the world is a better place to be...I thank God He gave me the eyes to see.......for just like MichaelAngelo.... he paints exquisite works of art...for me....in his melodies.....Emmanuel.... "God is with us" he takes me on celestial navigations....I'm in tune with his etherial key..... and all the music of heaven plays its song for me....in a sacred place to interface....his tenderness.....I can hear him in the silence...sometimesI can feel his spirit next to me.... even when he is far away...and the depth of emotion he causes me to feel...the desire to show up for him like a queen ....lavishly.... and extravagantly...always putting me in touch with the woman God created me to be...the overwhelming joy I feel....when he is near to me....it's like Christmas everyday.

"Holding Out"

Theres nothing outside my window
But the sound of the pouring rain
Trying to pick up a station
That will carry me through this night
I've got a fire to keep me warm
Till I've got you in my arms

Holdin out
Dug in deep
I've got a night.... that I'm gonna keep
I close my eyes.... but I know I won't sleep
Holdin out
I know love won't forget me...
I've got to keep holding out

You know I've been dreaming about you
For the better part of my life
I guess I can make it without you ....for one more night
I'm not afraid of the thunder
I won't run away from the storm


I'm holding out
Dug in deep
I've got a night.... that I'm gonna keep
I close my eyes.... but I know I won't sleep
I'm holding out
I know love won't forget me
I've got to keep holding out

I'll tell you for sure.... there is no other love in this world I could want more

I'm holding out....

I've got a fire to keep me warm
Till I've got you in my arms
Holding out
I'm dug in deep
I've got a night here... that I've got to keep
I'll close my eyes... but I know I won't sleep
I'm holding out..... for one more night
I've been waiting here baby....I'm holding out
Keeping the fire burning....

by Bill LaBounty

"A Late Bloomer & A Bear Thats Been to the Fair..."

I have had an amazing life... A life replete with so much joy, happiness, pain, sorrow....and hope. God has been so good to me:)
I think my favorite time of day is at twilight..I love beautiful sunsets...I think because you stand at the place of a day in the life being just about completed...yet on the brink of a new tomorrow..... and the promise that it brings. I know the value and importance of being in the moment and being present here and now...for we are not promised tomorrow, yet I know that I am getting ready to enter into a whole new season in my life and I can't focus on the rear view mirror. I find it so interesting to get to this place and feeling somehow like I am eighteen years old standing on the brink of a whole new world...."The Wild Frontier" Now Lord??!! At this season in my life!! It is such a dichotomy to me..God has given me wisdom I know...yet I feel so childlike at times..filled with wonder......it is sooo mysterious... What an amazing feeling. God truly does renew our youth like the eagle when we wait on Him. I never dreamed I would get to this place in my life and be where I am. I marvel at what God has done in my life even though it is still some hard times...My friend Becky said to me yesterday that she and Bill were talking on the way home the other night.. about me....she said "we can not believe it..you don't age at all... what is it!!??" I don't know what to say...after everything in my life ...an accident that left me unrecognizable...never had to have the plastic surgery scheduled for my face!! Miracles!...being so ill as a child...I should really be dead! But I'm still here:) Thank God!! It is all by His redeeming grace Becky....all by his grace. And the amazing thing is I feel like there is still so much I haven't experienced! And I believe the best is yet to come.... even though I have traveled, a career in music, ...there are things I still want to experience. Like romance...Paris... trains in the countryside...... and the love of my life. I guess I'm a late bloomer...most people get to this place in their life and have that... or at least have experienced it. I write about it....it comes from such a deep place in my soul...but I have never experienced it with someone.... A shared life like that.... I mean "crazy koo-koo off the chain at the same time reciprocated kind of love:) !" And it is very scary when you look around and see all the confusion with men and women...women chasing after men...and men expecting to be chased!! What in the world has happened to us? Don't women want to feel like Cora did in "The Last of The Mohicans" when Nathaniel said to her in a torrent of passion" No matter how long it takes..no matter how far...I will find you...just stay alive ..I will find you!!" I'm not saying that a woman ought to derive the meaning of her existence from whether or not she has been, or is being romanced by a man, but don't you see that she wants this.....she wants to feel like someone's priority. Most of our addictions as women flare up when we feel that we are not loved or sought after... A man is wired to pursue a woman... and a woman is wired to be desired!! I think it is God's creative design... and I think the most fun way!:) Why does a man just sit back passively like he's got corn for sale? Could be "He's Just Not That Into You"? I believe that when a man wants a woman she will feel like she has a "Wanted" poster tatooed to her chest...:) Think about the movies you love...I just watched a great one "P.S. I Love You" I have watched it several times this week...The love story was amazing...he died in it , and I wasn't focusing on that part( It's time to live!!:)...but about the great love that they shared...he loved her so passionately. And she loved him so passionately. One of my favorite James Taylor songs is "A Woman's Got To Have It"...A woman just said recently"I don't want to hang my life on it, but still I yearn" Of course .You're a woman!....It is no fun being "crazy koo-koo" in love with someone by yourself. And settling just to have someone is totally out of the question...for me. There are worse things than being alone( even though it is soooo tough!!) and that is being with someone where it is "compromise" all the time and not "suitability!!" Bill and Becky have a great love... Bill wrote a song called "Holding Out"...and it is the truth. I'm holding out for my great love. I wrote something years ago.. and I found it this week in a box on a piece of paper ...." I want a bear whose been to the fair! A man who knows what it is like to love and lose everything...because when God presents a great love in his life...he'll know the treasure and the gift that she is...and he won't let her go." Here is a quote from the movie "P.S. I Love You." Harry Connick Jr. was standing there with Hillary Swank talking.....and I will leave the page with this for now.... he said to her as they were looking at a couple across the way..."We're so arrogant aren't we? We're so afraid of age...we do everything we can to prevent it. We don't realize what a priviledge it is to grow old with someone. Someone who doesn't drive you to commit murder.....or who doesn't humiliate you beyond repair..." Lord have mercy...

"Tenderness of Spirit...(The Cream of Heaven:) ) ...and the joy of being sequestered

"Wednesday is Indigo Blue"..........That is the title of a new book I am getting ready to read."Discovering the world of synesthesia.
A person with synesthesia might feel the flavor of food on their fingertips..sense the letter J as shimmering magenta or the number 5 as emerald green. A woman might hear and taste her husband's voice as buttery golden brown.(that's what I'm talkin about...:)) Synesthetes rarely talk about their peculiar sensory gift. Synesthesia occurs in one in twenty people and is more common among artists. I am very interested in this because I believe I experience this sometimes...especially with music I can see colors sometimes. This is going to be a very fascinating read. And I guess now is the time to do it. I must confess I have been experiencing some frustration for the past few days in that there are things I would like to do and I haven't been able to get done.This time is so precious to me right now, not having a job and all, so I am very conscious of the gift it is in some ways, and feeling very responsible for things to be accomplished while I have the time to do it in others, but God is showing me some things for sure!!...On Sunday I started having some discomfort in my left ear. I have had to deal with some inner ear issues since I was a little girl from an illness...haven't had any problems with it for a long while but here I am having to stay down..somehow I have gotten an inner ear infection and fluid building up in my left ear. The doctor has given me some strict orders and one of them is to relax and stay down for a couple days...ooooh why is this sooo hard? I am not very good at practicing patience right now, I am totally confessing this.... and I can clearly see.. I want to "control" some of this time. Time to "let go and let God" for sure! the thing about me is when I "get it" I really "get it" it might take a minute but when I get it I get it!.... so I am going to go with the flow and get the understanding of "waiting on god "let patience have her perfect work that you may be perfect and complete and lacking in nothing" James 1:4 Because even though I feel like I need to know what to do right now and what about a job?.... and oh my gosh!!! a zilllion other questions...what about music ...my life,what about this Lord and what about that?!!....gee I want the answers now!!!!:) All of them!! OK ..baby girl.. slow down and "be anxious for nothing!" Jeremiah 29:11 says" For I know the plans that I have for you declares the Lord, plans for your welfare and not for calamity...to give you a future and a hope!."
That is so true and so beautiful. So basiclly I need to cool my jets right now...take a chill pill!!:) Let go and Let God...and I am going to do just that...so today it is jammy day on the sofa, fire in the fireplace, lots of green tea,listening to music, and reading about synesthesia! The book says that Billy Joel has this. Interesting ...this is something beautiful I just read in "Springs in the Valley" book....Tenderness of spirit cannot be borrowed or put on for special occasions: it is emphatically supernatural and must flow out incessantly from the interior fountain of the "Christ-life".It is an exquisitely interior fountain of God's own sweetness and tenderness of nature, opened up in the inner spirit to such a degree that it completely inundates the soul overflowing all the mental faculties, and saturating with its sweet waters, the manners, expressions, words, and tones of the voice; mellowing the will, softening the judgement, melting the affections, refining the manners, and moulding the whole being after the image of Him who was infinitely meek and lowly in heart. Oh my gosh !!...I love this statement...listen to this... what beautiful verbage...It is possible to be "religious" (haha) yuk yuk:o...perfect in all Christian duties, to be a brave defender and preacher of holiness, blameless in outward life, and good works and yet be greatly lacking in tenderness of spirit....that all subduing, all melting love...which is the very cream and quintessence of Heaven, and which incessantly streamed out from the voice and eyes of Jesus." Wow....."the very cream and quintessence of heaven"...what a phrase...wow...the voice and the eyes...my prayer today is that tenderness of spirit...all melting love,the cream of heaven, would come out to others through my voice and eyes. Please do that for me Lord. Amen! That is one of my new prayers forever now! Help me with fear about singing Lord....and whenever I do sing, or speak with someone Lord .........please let the very cream and quintessence of heaven flow out of my voice and eyes from you... to people.......Gee if I had not been sequestered to this sofa today I may not have ever read this...God knows what he is allowing..... and what He is doing....
I have nothing further to say your honor....haha:)

"Life..."

I'm back to write now....This has been an interesting week. Spent Thanksgiving with some friends. And I met some lovely people from Africa...they were so warm and dear... and we all had dinner together...Sanmi, Yinka, Yebi, and Tobi...Temi and Bimpe,Sharon and Wendell, Daryl and Pam....lovely time together. Then on Saturday my dear friend of over twenty five years, Sharon came for a visit. She is just back from a trip to Israel and she arrived Saturday afternoon. What a joy to see her...she wanted to take us out to have dinner Saturday night, but I knew she had been travelling and really felt she needed some R&R badly. So I insisted we hang out and that we did. We went in the kitchen and hung out there for a good while and talked and laughed while I cooked...and I mean cook I did!! Some serious Italian cooking!! I made home made fettucine alfredo (Aunt Stella's recipe) and my"Pollo Ala' Patti" chicken in a wine cream sauce with peppers and mushrooms...garlic bread....baked an apple cream cheese crostada for desert and coffee! Oh my gosh we were laughing so hard...Sharon went crazy over the food!! We stayed up late Satuday night...got in our jammy's and had a fire in the fireplace, I partially decorated the living room for Christmas with twinkling little white lights in some trees, candles lit up...we just got blankets and piled up on both ends of the sofa and laughed and talked for hours. We had tears talking about Israel...I went some years back and we both shared what our experiences were like....we finallly fell asleep and Sunday morning I made us breakfast and we talked for a few hours again and then she had to leave to go on to Knoxville to look at a site for an event. Sharon is very knowledgable about politics in Washington and is the event planner for a key group in D.C. and what is going on "on the hill" so we discussed alot of things regarding that and the direction our country is headed in right now. Serious stuff....we go deep..on all topics!! She is like a sister I never had! It was bittersweet saying goodbye...the time went so fast. She called me on the way to Knoxville and said she felt like she was at an "Oasis" of refreshing and felt such peace and comfort here at my place and felt so refreshed and revived when she left. That meant so much to me. I've always had a dream of having a real home...a house someday... where friends would come and it would be filled with music, and love, and joy, and good food, and a wonderful place to be. I've had a vision of it...with a big sign in the sky over it that says "Happy House!!!":) All things are possible with God right!!:) I always think of what Meryl Streep said in the movie "Out Of Africa" (one of my faves!) "...I think she said to Dennis (Robert Redford)..."I'm much better at "hello"...." I relate. I remember another quote from her in that movie...sometimes when people read my poetry and my writing they say it is very romantic...well sometimes it really is...it just comes out of my spirit.... and yes it is soo true I am a romantic at heart...I long to have some of those experiences...so in that sense it isn't like I have lived that...it is from, as Meryl Streep said to Dennis and his friend "I have been a mental traveler..." I would have to say that my inner world is a very rich world replete with many treasures. We get so focused on the outward appearances and the superficial, when there are treasures inside these earthen vessels. Sharon and I talked about an experience I had in Israel...where I saw a little boy in a wheel chair who was crippled... after prayer...get up and walk to his mother. We all wept...and I remembered how it affected me, because I had the same experience as a little girl. When I was a child I became very ill with a fever....it was Rheumatic Fever...it left me paralyzed...affected my inner ears..and my heart. The doctors told my mother I would never walk again...would be on medication the rest of my life...but they were wrong...I was paralyzed for a year...but one day because of the faith of my mother and a little child believing in what God said to me, and prayer, I recieved a miracle...I got out of that wheel chair just like that little boy, and walked across the room to my mother and my aunt. I'm walking today, and my heart is fine!!:) sometimes I still have inner ear problems , but I believe I can still be healed from that! God is so good, and I give Him all the glory for everything in my life. Only by his grace....only by his grace.

"Rise and Shine!:)"

Gee...haven't been here in a while to write. It feels really good to be here this morning. It is grey and cloudy out but this little home feels so toasty and warm and I thank God for this sanctuary. I could feel it in my bones that I really had to write today..I will just let it flow and see where the river takes me this morning...Well..it was a great weekend and ...wow.. oh sorry...but....what a great song I'm listening to.."Confessions of a Pilgrim Heart"...wow... that was wonderful !! Hope I can concentrate to write:) I love this music....oh I have to focus here...OK.. wait a minute ....have to take a minute.... T.E. playing this gorgeous song...have to stop.Can't concentrate.... OK .. I'm back....gee.... I don't know if I can write and listen to this music at the same time..it is pulling me in and I am not going very far down this river right now...gonna go get a pillow...lay on the floor and listen..I'll be back later...I'll just have more inspiration:)...but for now I have to go where this music is taking me..... Bye..Bye...be back soon!

"When You Say Nothing At All"

Its's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking outloud
But when you hold me near , you drown out the crowd
Old Mr. Webster could never define
Whats being said between your heart and mine

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
Theres a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

"Love me Tender"

Love me tender
Love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made my life complete
And I love you so

Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfilled
For my darling I love you
and I always will.

Love me tender
Love me long
Take me to your heart
For its there that I belong
And we'll never part

Love me tender love me dear
tell me you are mine
I'll be yours through all the years
Till the end of time

When at last my dreams come true
Darling this I know
Happiness will follow you
Everywhere you go.

"Like A Lover"

I love Jane Monheit's version of this...listened to it today

Like a lover the morning sun
Slowly rises and kisses you awake
Your smile is soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon your face
Oh how I dream
I might be...
Like the morning sun to you

Like a lover the river wind
Sighs and ripples its fingers through your hair
Upon your cheek it lingers
Never having known a sweeter place
Oh how I dream
I might be...
Like the river wind to you

How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me... let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights...... without you

Like a lover the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Its light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace
Oh how I dream
I might be like the velvet moon to you
Oh how I dream I might be like the river wind to you

How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me
And a table that feels your fingertips let it be me
Let me be your love
Bring an end to these endless days and nights
Without you
Oh how I dream...... I might be..... like the velvet moon to you

"Ruthless Trust... and a Longing Heart "

I watched the sun come up this morning....I brought some candles, and music out to the patio to listen to as the darkness turned into light....."Morning Aire"....."Stay Close To Me"......I listened to these two songs over and over, and over again.......I was hearing the words written by Emily Bronte......"The music in my heart I bore....long after it was heard no more."


"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not to your own understanding."

"Through The Fire"

I look in your eyes and I can see
You've loved so dangerously
You're not trusting your heart to anyone
You tell me your gonna play it smart
We're through before we start
But I believe that we've only just begun

When it's this good...there's no saying no
I want you
So I'm ready to go

Through the fire
To the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For the chance to love you
I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even, through the fire

I know you're afraid of what you feel
You still need time to heal
And I can help...if you'll only let me try
You touched me and something in me knew
What I could have with you
Well, I'm not ready to kiss this dream goodbye

When it's this sweet
There's no saying no
I need you
So I'm ready to go...

Through the fire
To the limit to the wall
For the chance to be with you
I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For the chance to love you
I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire

Through the test of time
Through the fire...to the limit
Through the fire...through whatever
Through the fire...to the limit
Through the fire
Through whatever

Writen by David Foster,Tom Keane, and Cynthia Wiel

"Ring Of Fire" by June Carter Cash

Love is a burning thing

And it makes a fiery ring

Bound by wild desire

I fell in to a ring of fire


I fell in to a burning ring of fire

I went down down down...and the flames went higher

And it burns...burns ...burns

The ring of fire

The ring of fire


The taste of love is sweet

When hearts like ours meet

I fell for you like a child

Oh...but the fire went wild

I fell into a burning ring of fire

I went down down down ...and the flames went higher

And it burns burns burns

The ring of fire

This ring of fire

"Locomotion"

When I was a little girl , after my parents divorced, we went to live with my grandmother and uncle in a little coal mining town in Pennsylvania called Brady's Bend. My grandfather was a coal miner. My uncle owned a little hotel and bar where all the local miners would come after a grueling days work in the coal mines.
Across the road and up a small incline was a field where the railroad tracks were. I would run across the road to the field to pick wildflowers and Queen Ann's Lace sometimes. I will never for get the very first time I heard the sound that would send chills up and down my spine, and the very first time I laid eyes on that big, black, majestic locomotive train coming down the track. As the train would get closer the sound of the whistle and the roar of the steam engine was enough to make me run and hide down the alley between Uncle Tony's little hotel and Pezzutti's general store next door. I would get so scared, but thrilled at the same time when I would hear the whistle of that train in the distance!!
I would hide behind the brick wall and peek out...waiting and watching for that huge, majestic black locomotive with steam like clouds all around it. The sheer power, force, and majesty of that train coming down the track was like nothing I had ever seen or heard before. I was mesmerized and fascinated...my eyes would get big as saucers, as I stood there,a little frozen in my tracks, and amazed at what I was seeing. My tummy would be filled with butterflies everytime I heard that whistle blow in the distance.....I knew that train was coming down the track.... and I would get to see it again. It is truly one of the most majestic things I have ever seen in my life and one of my fondest memories. I love trains to this day. I dream of getting to go on a trip in a train to the countryside of France and Italy someday, to visit both countries that my family is from. I had an experience tonight with someone... He reminds me of that big black locomotive coming down the track...and I feel like that little girl picking wildflowers near the railroad tracks in the field....So I wrote this tonight..... in tribute to him.

I hear something in the distance
As I open up the door
I feel a rumble beneath my feet...
And then the silence comes once more
But somewhere in the distance
It comes to me again
Like a high lonesome whistle...
Like a moan upon the wind
Standing on the right track
I turn to see a light
I hear thunder in the distance...
I hear music in the night
Look whats coming down the track
And up around the bend
He rolls just like a night train
A Son of Thunder
And he rides on the wind

He's got a soul like a locomotive

He's got a mind to tell you so..

He's got a fire down in his belly

He's got a heart refined of gold

He's a poet and a prophet

He believes in amazing grace

He's known the chains of his own captivity

He love's to laugh in the devil's face

He's seen the bigger picture...

He's found the strength to carry on

He's got a passion bout' redemption

He's got passion for a song....

Tommy...

Sound fused with stunning beauty

On strings that bend and purr

And I.... so blessed

The inner voice

It swells

Inside prolific color prism's

I am left

Immersed in passion

Drawn

From the deepest well.

Drenched in light

With lifeblood flowing

It's truth and revelation

Not by a spoken word

The artist's pose

A striking image

Like his eternal father

In the throes of creation

Yes!

Such grand poetic articulation

The heavens rush to kiss the earth

This afterglow speaks well

I listen....

Now I know freedom.



The joy within his etherial smile

This visionary

Takes me on celestial navigation

It's a wild fronteir

I thank God that I can hear

Interior sound

To make the connection.



Anything else now seems absurd

Anything else now.....

Would be in the key of mediocrity for me..... to be sure

Hidden treasure within his flesh

Drawn out by heart and wood

Situated here on earth

So beautifully configured

In perfected juxtaposition

This gift from heaven....

"It's a Special Delivery Miss D' "...with such innovation

I see love in all of its variations

Heart and spirit fuse

For one soul destination

With such reverance and deep emotion

Reciever of his miracle I am

I listen...

Now I know freedom.

"The Messenger"

Isolation

No navigation

Necessary for today

Yet revelation comes

In the most mysterious ways

Looking at a baby's smile

Make me wanna reach out and touch the stars

To a dream thats as real as can be

And I am here

Still stuck in doubt

Gets kind of tricky right through here

Can't get out

To come and play

Got her button's pushed

She's still on mute

Trying to reach out

Maybe you might know the way.


Always someone so displeased

I just want to be kind

And love living free

From their approval

Finally happy and pleased

With being me

I'm really loving me

Just as I be

Took a long time to get here

Had to stay on my knees

And let You show me how to really see.

So I percieve there are strings attached

And now I wanna get shook

From your crazy hook

Stuck in fear... gets kind of tricky

Right through here

Tired of being mute

Maybe you might know the way....

"No man is an island"

I've heard them say

So who are "they" ?

Anyway...

Angels come

In the most mysterious ways.

"A Little Romance....and then some..."

I was thinking about the movie "Braveheart" today....
Here are some quotes from that movie...


"Oui..Parce que chaque jour j'ai pense' a' toi."
( "Yes...because every single day I thought about you.")
William Wallace


"One day you will be a queen and you must open your eyes..."
William Wallace to Princess Isabelle


"Why do you help me?"
William Wallace asks Princess Isabelle

"...because of the way you are looking at me now."
Princess Isabelle to William Wallace

"Its all for nothing if you don't have freedom"
William Wallace


"Every man dies. Not every man really lives"
William Wallace

"I respect what you said, but remember these men have lands and castles. It's much to risk"
Robert the Bruce"

"And the common man, who bleeds on the battlefield...does he risk less?"
William Wallace to Robert the Bruce

"To Inspire...."

"True and substantial wisdom principally consists of two parts, the knowledge of God,
and the knowledge of ourselves.

John Calvin


"Nothing worth having comes without a fight."

Bruce Cockburn
from "Lovers In a Dangerous Time"


"The spiritual life cannot be made suburban...It is always frontier.
Rejoice that it remains untamed!"

Howard Macy


"The heart has its reasons that reason knows not of"

Paschal


"The glory of God is man fully alive"
St. Irenaeus

"Soul Mates"

Soul Mates
Are like radioactive power...
Energy of vibrant love...

Soul Mates
Assist Life...

Soul Mates
Possess the capacity to help each other grow
And develop...

Soul Mates
Are the tongue and groove
the tenon to the mortise...

Soul Mates
Are more than just physical attraction...

Soul Mates
Spread love like wildfire to people around them...

Soul Mates
"See one another like the piece of marble in Michaelangelo's hands...
confronted with hammer and chisel...the inner figure waiting to be
sculpted out...Not easily percieved and mostly invisible except to their poetic eyes"
Thomas Moore

Soul Mates
Understand the meaning of "Divine Grace"

Soul Mates
Born of pure Spirit....

Soul Mates
Twin Flames...

Soul Mates
Realize the inner blueprint is underneath...

Soul Mates
Understand and yearn for intimacy...
Yet they understand...seclusion...independence...and
solitude...

Soul Mates
One complements the other...

Soul Mates
Understand "concentrated cultivation"...

Soul Mates
Share a sacred labor....a common mission...

Soul Mates
Together fulfill a "blueprint for God"...

Soul Mates
"Help you navigate the rapids that rise up along the river of your life" Michael Franks


Soul Mates
"Know they are in deep...." Michael Franks

Soul Mates
"Know their love will go the distance..." Michael Franks

Soul Mates
"Devotion is like a candle in the night..." Michael Franks

"Noble Simplicity & Quiet Grandeur

This is just cream of the crop...what a beautiful ministry Gary has...Just wanted to share this for today from their ministry...be encouraged.


I have been intrigued by the phrase "noble simplicity and quiet grandeur"
which was used by the German art historian Johann Jachim Winckelmann describing the Greek aesthetic. (I don't want to sound like something I'm not - an intellectual and a broad-reader. I ran across this expression on the internet as I was researching the word "noble".) To live a life of "noble simplicity and quiet grandeur" seems right and true. For, it is the man or woman with "a noble and good heart, who...produce a crop." (Luke 8:15) We are to live in "simplicity and purity of devotion to Christ." (2 Cor. 11:3) We are to be "a display of God's splendor." (Isa. 61:3) And, we are to "be completely humble, gentle and patient..." (Eph. 4:1,2) A life of "noble simplicity and quiet grandeur" stated another way would be: A life that is magnificent (lofty) and yet unpretentiousness (genuine), majestic (splendid) and yet unobtrusive (humble). This is the life that you and I, as those who have been restored and released by the work of Christ, have been given. But, it is not the life that this world values and therefore it must be battled for. As Paul disclosed, "I press on (strenuously pursue) to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me." (Phil. 3:12) In other words, living this life of "noble simplicity and quiet grandeur" is hard-won. Why? Because, we are up against so much resistance to this authentic life, this pilgrim's life which is characterized as traveling lightly with great purpose. We encounter the vastness and complexity of life.We encounter the expectations, demands and verdicts on us by our culture.We encounter the overwhelming needs that surround us. Thomas Merton wrote, "To allow oneself to be carried away by a multitude of conflicting concerns, to surrender to too many demands, to commit to too many projects, to want to help everyone in everything is itself to succumb to the violence of our times. Frenzy...destroys the fruitfulness of our work, because it kills the root of inner wisdom which makes work fruitful." Perhaps the greatest assault against us living this life is the belief that we hold deeply in our heart about who we are, what we have to offer and how life works. This belief or image that has been formed over decades of interaction with our world has everything to do with the type of life we choose to live; in other words the plan that we form of how we will interact with our world. Prov. 20:5 says that "a plan in the heart of a man is like deep water, but a man of understanding draws it out." Years ago I asked God to reveal to me what I truly believed about myself since He knows my heart better than me. Instantly, Radar O'Reilly in the TV series M.A.S.H. came to mind and it made complete sense. You see, Radar O'Reilly was accepted in the "player's circle" because he could do things for them. He was needed for what he could do, not wanted for who he was; which had become my personal philosophy - the life-plan which had been scratched into my heart over the years. Therefore, my life was filled with trying to prove myself and earn my way into relational and work circles through carrying heavier loads and working longer hours. It was not a life of "noble simplicity and quiet grandeur", but rather to have "succumb to the violence of our times" as Merton wrote. Paul said that we can "exchange the truth of God for a lie" (Rom. 1:25) which is exactly what I had done because the lie remained in darkness unaddressed. I confessed my accepting / agreeing with this lie, renouncing it and announcing the truth of scripture about my life. Jesus said, "If you continue in My word, then you are truly disciples of Mine; and you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free." (John 8:31) Peter wrote, "I will always be ready to remind you of these things, even though you already know them, and have been established in the truth which is present with you... to stir you up by way of reminder." (2 Peter 1:12) Paul admonishes us to "stand firm therefore, having girded your loins with truth" (Eph. 6: 14) Let us strenuously pursue this magnificent (lofty) and yet unpretentiousness (genuine), majestic (splendid) and yet unobtrusive (humble) life God has given us and called us to - that we my alter the world. Your friend and ally, Gary
The Noble Heart, Inc.
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"Miss Priss and the Outlaws" (dedicated to Poodie, Waco's prettiest baby of 1952)

Yesterday I said that I would be posting a story very soon...a tribute if you will, to a group of men and women who changed my life forever.I didn't think I would be posting it this soon, but this morning I was given the news that an old friend, who has been Willie Nelson's road manager for the past thirty five years died yesterday. His name is Randall "Poodie" Locke. And he was my friend. Poodie was an amazing guy...he lived this life for all it was worth and had a heart as big as all outdoors. The last time I saw him was just a couple of years ago in Birmingham, Alabama. He thought we should surprise Willie and have me over at the side of the stage and just walk out when he started the "Gospel Set". And that is just what we did. It was amazing...Will and I hugged and with a few tears, started into "Will the Circle Be Unbroken" like we always had, when we were all out there, on the road together with Waylon and Jessi .....and Poodie was standing there just grinning. I have a picture of us from that night together....and I'm glad I do. So this story is dedicated to you today Poodie Locke....and there is "a better home awaitin'...In the sky Lord in the sky...."

Once Upon A Time....(and it was a time!)
In a land around the corner...
In a country right upstairs...
Lived a girl who was a princess...
But she needed to do something with her hair!!! haha:)
Soooooo....
"Welcom to Patti-Veesha's House of Beauty!!"
Where our specialty is "mega curl" miracles...
And we can lift those layers up in prayer!!
Between the manicures and pedicures, and the latest styles, you will always find those girls
laughin, and dancin, and always having a big time up in there!

Patti walked over to one of the chairs and sat down...she spun around and stared blankly in the mirror. She said "Mirror mirror on the wall...who's the fairest of them all? and tell me...how in the world did I ever end up here?" Her mind drifted off...to another time and another place. She actually did get to go to the "Palace"... the Palace theatre that is. And that night she felt just like a princess standing on that stage. "What a glorious evening "she thought. but all of a sudden she heard the sound like a bubble pop...the hissing sound....and the fumes of hair spray brought reality back around....like air leaking out of her beautiful balloon. Across the room her friend Becky could see the clouds hovering...watching her tumble back down to the ground.
She knew what was happening and she knew what to do! "Patti!! Patti Veesha!! Straighten up now girl and pin that crown back on real tight! Girl don't you ever let it start slidin to the side!!"
She was a mighty life force that Becky...she could laugh at the devil right in his face, and dance up a storm!! "Becky I didn't say a thing did I?" You didn't have to girl....I know what you were thinking about!"

Sometimes after work the girls would head on down to "Fido's Coffee Bistro" and sip on a couple of "Pink Poodles". One night they sat there at one of the tables, talking, and "stirrin those clouds up in their coffees". Patti leaned back in her chair, and said "Becky! I want to tell you a story!" Patti always had these good stories. Becky said"O.K.....tell me a story!" Patti said "Becky ...Once Upon a Time...there were two ladies who knew, that God could put the heart of a king inside a flesh and blood man. They were women who could baton down the hatches, and ride out all the storms. They stood with their feet planted firmly on "the Rock of Ages" I would listen every night as Jesse sang...".storms never last do they baby? And bad times all pass with the wind..." One night we played at a beautiful old theatre in downtown St. Louis and I stood in the wings and listened as John and June Carter Cash sang "the taste of love is sweet...when hearts like ours meet. I fell for you like a child...Oh but the fire went wild!" These two ladies both had degrees from the "University of Tough Love." Jessi was the air that Waylon breathed... and the calm in all of the chaos. And sometimes when she needed to, she could talk him down from way up there on the" high wire" and bring him back to the arms of unconditional love. They walked it out on the bottom line...Waylon and Jessi, John and June....walkin that line come hell... or high water. Yes, and sometimes the waters got high....But they meant business!! I'll tell you Becky......... you know Miss June was always so kind, and did I ever tell you Becky that John Cash once gave me a red rose that I keep in my bible...and I'll never forget the afternoon that I spent with Will, and he played me all the songs from "Angel Eyes". And Becky I tell you true, I could always see the love of God in Willie Nelson's eyes.....I tell you Becky, these were close encounters of a whole other kind!!" Sometimes in the back of that" black coach" movin down the highway, Jessi and I would talk and laugh and sometimes pray...and there were times when Mac and Shooter would come along and there would be a lot of laughin and jokin along the way. Waylon and Jigger and Gary and Floyd and Dan, and Mr. Moon would sit up front playin cards. Jessi was my sister and Waylon was my brother, and when he walked me down the stairs of their house the day I got married...he was like a father...but always my friend...Waylon and John...Willie and Kris. Authentic and one of a kind.
Well anyhow Becky those men were like modern day "Shadrak Meeshak and Abednigo" kind of guys. They stood and would not bow to that "idol" of homogenizin and pasturizin" music they wanted them to play. "Do it our way!" the Nashville music exec's said" Or you can take the highway!!" And that is exactly what they did! The Highwaymen...keepin it real...to the highways and the byways they would go! They had the love of God in there hearts...and the people knew they were for real too! They were true to themselves.... They were true to their music...true to what they held sacred...they loved each other, and the people too....it was the only way they knew....they marched to the beat of a different drummer... and I did too....yeah Becky....and to this day ..I still do too.
In that fiery furnace you could hear them singin... "songs of love and freedom" Becky, ....they were the kind of men right out of a Louis Lamour western...each one just a wonder...rare ...real and true. They were tough but vulnerable...rugged, but sometimes I'll tell you girl they could be so smooth! And when you were invited for the ride they would take you to a mountaintop and show you the most magnificent view. What a time Becky.... What a time! They could really blow your mind.... I would see them pretty low sometimes, skimming the depths of hell itself, and then watch while the angels themselves walked them clean out to the other side. After wrestling with the devil...... one more time!! It was life on the high wire and a trip to the moon.....and it was over way too fast...and it ended much too soon. And I tell you true Becky...no one will ever play a steel guitar quite like Mr. Moon.

"And you know what Becky?" "If I had the chance to do it all over again...I would do it in a heartbeat....and feel the music take my breath again.......... with The Highwaymen and Jesse and June..... one more time....." I'm still hummin a song Becky....yes I am...down deep inside.


At "Patti-Veesha's" you can always be a princess...
Just bring your dreams inside.....
Cause if you want a happily ever after....
Like Becky says " You just can't let that crown slide to the side!!"
So hold on tight little girl....
Cause it's coming around again....
Destiny is waiting for you ....its coming around one more time!
I can still hear the song of the "Highwaymen".....
"Across the river deep and wide..."
"And with the Highwaymen, along the coach roads I did ride"
"And still....the song remains...
And always will.... again...
and again......and again.


Lyrics from the "Highwaymen" by Jimmy Webb

"So Thankful ! "

Today I ran into an old friend...an amazing writer and musician. We had the most wonderful conversation, catching up on our lives and old friends......and.... where is that Floyd Domino? And remembering Mr. and Miss Moon (no one will ever play a steel guitar quite like Mr. Moon!) I have had the honor and privilege to have some of the most amazing people in my life over the years. Some very famous and celebrated, and some who are not visible in that kind of way, but special people who have been and are hidden treasures along the way....sometimes off the beaten path in very remote places. I am thankful that God has given me eyes to see and ears to listen. After our talk, today I have been thinking so much about Waylon and Jessi (who I have missed very much) John Cash and June, Willie Nelson, and Kris Kristofferson and Lisa. I thank God everyday for the incredible blessing that he gave me when he brought all of them into my life. All the fun times on the road...cuttin up and making music all over the near world!! "Miss Priss and The Wild Bunch!" Why me? I will never understand why I was chosen to go on that "great adventure" with them, for that season in my life, but I can tell you this...... there will never be men or women quite like them ever again. They were and are cut from "another cloth" and totally marched to the beat of a different drummer. And I guess I did too....still do. Oh the wonderful times we had, and those memories will remain treasure's in my heart forever. I wrote a little vinyette ...a funny little story about my times with them. A tribute...with much, much love that I will be posting soon.
Thank you God for all my yesterdays...my today....and I really look forward to all the tomorrows you have planned for me. It is truly great to be alive...Yes, and as Dorinda Clark Cole sings "I'm Still Here"...so just "Thank You!!!!:)

Love,
Patricia

"Miss Bessie and... "Church off the Chain!"

Last night was just an amazing interlude in the day of a life. That is for sure! One of my closest and dearest friends is a woman by the name of Rochelle. She is an incredible woman full of love and comapssion who works as a social worker for the elderly. One of her giftings is her special love and her way with elderly forgotten people...and the poor. It touches my heart so much. The stories she has shared with me are amazing to be sure...but then Rochelle is one amazing woman! Rochelle grew up in the inner city of Detroit, Michigan..I grew up in the inner city of Cleveland, Ohio. She is black and I am white and we both have seen the ravages of racism in our lives growing up where we did. That is one whole big other story! At any rate Rochelle told me the other night she would be preaching at her church on Wednesday, so I told her I wanted to be there to support her in that, because I have never heard her preach before and this was her first time. So last night I stopped at my house after work before I headed out to Rochelle's church. I had forgotten to take the big trash can from off the curb, so down the driveway I went (in high heels of course:) to roll back the trash can ( you just take tinier steps thats all:) haha..) when I looked up and saw this very elderly lady across the street from me rolling her trash can back. I immediately stopped and walked over there and asked her if I could help her with it. She looked up at me and smiled and said "Oh no darlin I think I can get this." " Well I would be so happy to help if I can!" I said. She smiled at me and said" I've seen you out in the yard over there...did you just move in?" "Yes maam, just a few months ago"(I was living in the "hood "in Nashville, and now I have an adorable place with a big back yard and trees and flowers in a charming little neighborhood, and I don't hear gunshots in the night anymore! Thank you Lord...) " Well my name is Bessie and I have lived in this neighborhood for over 56 years in this house right here.....I was married for 56 years...my husband died just a few years ago...." Her eyes teared up...I thought as I looked at her"Oh my gosh!! 56 years...that is totally amazing. Her eyes were still moist and shining. I reached out and put my arms around her and hugged her and said "Miss Bessie that is so amazing....to spend your life with someone for 56 years and to have lived in the same house all these years...I bet you have seen so much!" I pointed out the beautiful Peony bush across from us that is getting ready to bloom...(One of my very favorite flowers!!) She told me her favorite flowers were red geraniums. She told me a story about the man who used to own the house on the corner and how the two yards where the town house I am now living in used to be covered in Peony bushes. The very spot I am living in used to be a huge garden! That blessed me so much. She began telling me how she washed her curtains that day and soaked them in epson salts before she hung them out on the line outside. "Won't you come in and see them?" she said. I said "Epson salts Miss Bessie?!!"" The only thing I have ever soaked in epson salts before has been me!! " She laughed as we walked in her house. She said"There they are!" so proudly," and you don't have to iron them either when you soak em like that!" Well there they were in all their glory...pretty as a picture little cottage curtains...ruffles and all!!:) I said "Miss Bessie they are just beautiful!" she said" Go on..you can touch them.." I was amazed! They looked like they had been perfectly ironed and felt like they had been starched! I knew I really needed to run on and get to Rochelle's church so I hugged her goodbye. When I got to my house I looked out in the back yard at the big pots of red geraniums that I planted last weekend. " I felt the prompting from within "Go on... just do it!!:)" I picked up one of the big pots full of the red geraniums and trotted across the street...it was heavy!! And I was still in those little black high heels:)...rang the doorbell, and watched Miss Bessie's face light up "Oh Honey!! What have you gone and done!!"

"Happy Mothers Day Miss Bessie!" I said as I choked up a bit...I imagined myself handing the red geraniums to my Mom who just recently passed away. "Oh honey they are just beautiful...you just shouldn't have done this...."I said :Oh yes Miss Bessie...oh yes! It is my greatest pleasure to do this!" And it was....it truly was.



As I got in the car I called Rochelle to let her know I was on my way. She said "Why don't you sing tonight before I preach!" I said "Oh my gosh girl...I mean....well uh...I uh....well!" "Patricia...get in that house and just bring a track...I want you to sing tonight! I said "Lord have mercy Rochelle...I mean I guess I could....welll......uhhh" You would never have thought that I have ever sung a day in my life!!! This sure isn't the way it has always been for me. You would never know now that I have spent most of my life touring, recording, and singing professionally.......before audiences of thousands and thousands of people.Have you ever seen the movie "The Natural"? It is one of my favorites...I relate to Roy Hobbs in that movie..."Yeah...Ive just been out of the game for a little while..." he said. What do you do when you have a gift and a passion for music from God? It never leaves...it is a gift. ( I will have to write about this at another time...it is a story in itself!!:) Well the long and short of it is ...my other dearest friend, several weeks ago insisted that I go buy a couple of tracks..Linda said "Patti...just go out and get some tracks and sing in the house..I mean you are singing already.... just get ready!!" I said "Ready for what Linda?!! Singing at the reception desk at my job!!? Right." I have to remeber that God's promises are for real!! If He says something he will do it! Our job is to believe! "OK...OK...I'll do it!" Well I ran back in the house and looked at these two tracks ( I would rather sing live with just a keyboard or guitar I thought...sometimes I just have an aversion to tracks!!) I looked at the one which I have never even sung and the Holy Spirit said" Yeah...that one! WHAT!! I said...Oh my gosh! I grabbed it , ran down the stairs, got in the car and started listening.... and singing...it feels safe in the car!!:) I thought this is crazy.....what am I doing?!! And this track is just off the chain...funky...horn section....loud!! Oh my gosh...what if this is just too much? I kept driving...and listening....


I got there almost on time! The church is in a small neighborhood.... in the hood!... mostly a black church with loving hearts and the sweetest pastor. I went in and Rochelle was already seated on the platform. I sat behind a row of little children.....sooo adorable. The service began and while we were in worship I opened my eyes and looked down and one of the little girls was looking up at me..I smiled at her, closed my eyes and continued singing in worship...when I opened my eyes I looked down and she was still looking up at me....now along with three other children. Then she started motioning to me..I smiled at her..... but sensed something...I looked up and Rochelle was looking at me from the platform and she mouthed to me"She is deaf" My heart was gripped. At that moment the little girl walked around the pew to me and reached up with her arms to me. I was done!! Just go ahead and put the fork in me....I was done!!!....I picked her up and held her so tight and kissed her little cheek. She sat close to me for awhile, and then the pastor introduced Rochelle, who then introduced me....I was J E L L O!! Yes indeed folks!!! J E L L O But something happened!!! I started to speak about the song that I was about to sing called"No Limits-Breakthrough" and how it was time to believe for the impossible and breakthroughs in our lives and I started to tear up...I was speaking to myself too. I was so overwhelmed, but I didn't cry...and Rochelle was standing right behind me saying"Yes!" "Go on now!" "Hallelujiah!" "Tell it straight girl!" and I didn't want to hear later "Girl don't make me have to come over there and tell you to go somewhere and "setdown"!:)...ha ha ha.... no one says it like Rochelle anyhow!! When they started the track and I opened my mouth my heart was pounding out of my chest..... suddenly I saw an explosion in the Spirit!! I felt like a stick of dynamite! Everyone got up on their feet, and I think the sound system kept going in and out , but it didn't matter!! I could feel the Lord's presence so tangibly in me and in the room, and the faces I was looking out at were so sweet, and receptive, and everyone was smiling and clapping and being blessed...it just didn't matter if my voice wasn't perfect...the children were dancing, people were given hope and me.....I had opened my mouth and sang my heart out for all it was worth in front of God,( with God ), and everyone, and Rochelle preached about recieving the Holy Spirit like a woman from another world...totally off the ever loving chain!!

And that group of little ones....those precious children! My new friend Lisa who is a friend of Rochelle's has had a huge battle with drugs and is now walking in recovery and helping other women who have struggled. She is going to have a home now, built by "Habitat", her very first home, and this was the first time I could celebrate with her! She has two adorable little boys and one of them was baptized Wednesday night..... , and some of the other children recieved the power of the Holy Spirit last night. It was such a humbling and powerful thing to witness...these babies filled with His Spirit....I trembled and wept. One of the little girls walked over to me and took my hand and stood so close to me and just kept looking in my eyes for the longest time...it was so powerful.... and precious. .(Isn't it something that we as adults can barely hold a gaze with someone for less than thirty seconds at most.... sometimes.) She has three sisters and her Mom and Dad were right there just beaming...what a sweet family. And what a special night...one that I won't soon forget. Dear God,I pray that you will continue to help me to overcome this fear and give me the strength and courage that I need to do what you want me to do.

As I look out my window upstairs I see everything turning so lush and green and the beautiful ivy climbing up the huge tree in my backyard..I see the old swing hanging from the tree...I remember how I used to love to get in a swing when I was a little girl and go as high as I could and laugh and laugh...I want to do that again....I want to laugh and laugh and get in the swing and go as high as I can!! But now, he has given me another picture.... I can see His hand holding the ropes .....It makes me think about something Jesus said.... Matthew 18:3 "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdon of heaven." I want to enter in...how about you?

"Winds of Change"

It is the quintessential spring day in Tennessee if ever there was one! There is just no place like springtime in Tennessee.... but the winds are really high today...and as I stood outside in the sun, I closed my eyes..... in my spirit I heard "the winds of change are blowing"..yes these are the winds of change." Isn't it amazing how you can wait so long, pray and pray and pray for change, but as you sense it's coming you almost want to run the other way!! Not really but.....We are such an interesting lot:) Are we not?!!:) Then I had another picture...God gives me pictures sometimes...I saw the scene from the Titanic when Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio are standing on the bough of the ship... she was scared at first, but she let go as he held her, and she opened her eyes and leaned into the wind. I just keep hearing the Holy Spirit say.................
"Just lean into the wind....Just lean into the wind...let it take you..I've got you...you're safe..Just lean into the wind and let it take you to where I want you to be. Just trust me...keep your focus on me and just trust me." God is so faithful. Even in all of our pain and questions, and not understanding so much....with no answers.... I've been thinking about my Mom alot today...I miss her so much...she passed away very recently...she is the one who brought music into my life...I remember the Sunday mornings when I was a little girl..I would wake up to the smell of meatballs, and spaghetti sauce cooking on the stove and some great jazz artist playing on the record player. And she would be singing in the kitchen along with Tony Bennett or Sarah Vaughn, Ella Fitzgerald...so many others. That is the music I cut my teeth on I guess you would say. And R&B!!:) I remember right before she died, sometimes she would sing on the phone to me..I would say "Mom sing me a song.." And very feebly she would begin...sometimes she would forget words and I would help her...tears were streaming down my face, but I never let her know that i was crying on the other end...I spent most of my life away from her and missed her very much...and I still do. I know it is time to sing again...even though the doctors told me I might never be able to sing again...or even talk the same...Look at God! I talk exactly the same...and I can still sing. Lord give me the courage to see this through. I know it is what she would want me to do......I feel the winds of change....

Love,
Patricia