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Sunday, May 1, 2016

May Music for The Second One (2016)

Nothing is more practical than

finding God, than

falling in Love

in a quite absolute, final way.

What you are in love with,

what seizes your imagination, will affect everything.

It will decide

what will get you out of bed in the morning,

what you do with your evenings,

how you spend your weekends,

what you read, whom you know,

what breaks your heart,

and what amazes you with joy and gratitude.

Fall in Love, stay in love,

and it will decide everything.

- Fr. Pedro Arrupe, SJ

Well the seasons go round and round

Captive on a carousel .

They say it’s our birthday

It’s his birthday too, yeah.

Would you like to dance?

Trouble melts like lemon drops

Bluebirds fly freely

And the blue skies

Shows the world the end of the rainbow.

It had been a long and lonely winter

But here would come the sun.

She would defy gravity

as I was limited

Leaving hand prints on hearts.

I am changed for the better,

Because I knew you.

She no longer calls for daddy,

Her momma looks in wonder and she doesn’t know how

“Our baby escaped, no more cuddling now

She’s a big girl now

Our baby’s gone.”

She earned the chance

Counting on every bead with a prayer

Keeping all the hopes in her heart.

She went from spikes to ruby shoes

She’s a woman you all should know,

Singing soft and low to babies,

A daisy-ed nightingale in training.

Oh brown-eyed girl,

Do you remember when we used to sing?

She was just waiting for this moment to be free.

She would begin to travel on to

Where she will be one with another

And there is love.

This marriage of their spirits

Has caused Him to remain

For wherever two or more are gathered

In His name

There is love , there is love.

If we could have one wish

Darling, it would be this

“Love and happiness….to you.”

Love and happiness – Emmy Lou and mark Knopfler

https://youtu.be/-7KhB7uJ_TE

Our Baby’s Gone – Herb Pederson

https://youtu.be/tfFlKXeQGm8

For Good - From Wicked

https://youtu.be/CQJaZO2nfGg

Wedding Song – Peter , Paul and Mary

You can click through right to You tube in the video
or on this link
https://youtu.be/aZbhrO4IEtI

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

https://youtu.be/fahr069-fzE

Amdg

Monday, October 29, 2012

This Bird has Flown – Part One – She’s The One !

“I'm gonna watch you shine

Gonna watch you grow

Gonna paint a sign

So you'll always know

As long as one and one is two

There could never be a father

Who loved his daughter more than I love you"

- Father and Daughter, Paul Simon

In the beginning the word was good and yet the wandering pilgrim misunderstood. Eventually he was enlightened as to how everything was getting better all the time. They say Christmas is a time to celebrate the great gift of love and life. It was eight and twenty years ago this December 25 that the companion who brought life into the world brought home with her pilgrim partner the great gift. Realizing Jeremiah was a bullfrog they sang in great - filled celebration

“Joy to the world

All the boys and girls now

Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea

Joy to you and me “

Number one’s arrival was also the birth of incalculable changes and transformations within and without. “I feel fine” in lullaby tempo became the little girl’s favorite as she was rocked and rolled to sleep. She was always considered a Jersey Girl even though it would be eleven years before she would see the boss in person. During that event she never sat and never turned back.

The pilgrim hoped that the turning her to bat lefty and wearing number nine would somehow be instrumental in some type of success. It led to her becoming a pen pal of the splendid splinter. Father and daughter made her fist pilgrimage to the great cathedral in Boston just before he was cracked open like a lobster at Anthony’s. One plus one did equal two and always will. Catching a trout on her first cast ever seems like it happened yesterday!

While coaching her on soccer pitches , in the hardwood gymacafetoriums with hoops and taking the helm of the Ascent sailing he had hoped that the lessons would apply to the greater journey. She always played hard and with joy… and grew in wisdom more than he ever dreamed.

From the beginning of the presence of number two it would be obvious that the two hawk hill girls would need no inspection or explanation as to how their bond will never die. The first one has always made her intentions of love and protection of and for the second one very clear. That love was and remains reciprocated.

And now that path marked by rapid turning calendars and seasons has finally come to that fork, the point of separation. The pilgrim is heard complaining in the night how google maps does not provide advice on how to maneuver changes in the landscape. The little one who once danced freely from here to there to almost any song that moved her spirit is now the focused woman respected and loved by fellow trekkers trying to make their mark. That moment has arrived where she and her new companion,

“a good choice” , the pilgrim says, “as long as he keeps his head down and swings slowly and plays with integrity ,”

are about to join together taking that new path on their own new sacred adventure together.

So the imperfect pilgrim quietly smiles hopeful that though he was not present all ways she somehow knows that she was and will always be in his heart. The advent of the new day conjures a predawn reflection as attempts are made to be present to the inevitable moment…joyous and peace-filled - he recalls how this was all anticipated in the song welcoming her to the world

“There will come a time

I know

Where I will have to let go

And find a different way to show

How I love you Lindsay”

She's the One

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpDIfcmQb3Q

Father and daughter

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtT3xSSKmMQ

I knew The Bride

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8-gZ7V4Z_Y

Congratulations - Joe and Lindsay

Leigh and Lindsay at Fenway

amdg

Saturday, June 2, 2012

40th Anniversary Waltz

June 16 , 1972

^“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. ⁷It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.”

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

“There's nothing you can know that isn't known.

Nothing you can see that isn't shown.

Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.

It's easy.

All you need is love, all you need is love…”

                                          -  Lennon and McCartney

He had a smoke and fell into a dream and recalled the day she packed her bags for leaving home. It was forty plus years ago and they have been going in and out of style ever since. Trying not to sing out of key the duet still gets by with a little help from their friends. Now they hope for Valentines, birthday greetings and bottles of wine and being needed and fed. It was getting better every day. On their boat on the river everyone seemed to smile.

He read the news that day after the fates had finished the first phase of a series of events that would change everything .His intuition said something greater than them both was going on within and without as the two had relaxed in their room the night before at the Howard Johnsons across from the Watergate Plaza.

“5 Held in Plot to Bug Democrats' Office Here”

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wpdyn/content/article/2002/05/31/AR2005111001227.html

She said

“ Good morning. We’ll have many more important memories to make and collect ”

and she discarded the newspaper while the taxi waited on the shore.

He pondered this article and the date and wondered about what he had read somewhere in another life

“… the power of love will always raise up all that is good and neutralize any evil in the universe.”

Now their memories stretch out longer than the winding road ahead. Life happened as they busied themselves making other plans. They are on their way back home. Grateful.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14nD-QMjFvI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XI5aD6m7ub0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r4p8qxGbpOk

amdg

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New Blog - Rain and Rivers Revisited: A Journey of a Lost Weekend

Well you may recall I have been working on a piece of fiction for a while now. It is still a work in progress. However, I decided

to release drafts of the first few episodes ( chapters.) Much of the work is completed but I am always cutting and editing.

http://rainandriversrevisited.blogspot.com/

It is difficult to release just pieces at a time as they are created as independent episodes they are also all parts of a larger piece (and picture .) I could share more but I am curious to read or hear your feedback.

I want to thank those friends and supporters who have already provided feedback ...and of course all the folks who have been following my Second Chance Dance Blog ( by the way that will continue.)

The material in the Blog is all copyrighted and cannot be reproduced in any form. Though, I welcome you to share the link and this blog with others .So please when you have a few minutes take a read and let me know what you think. I expect to be posting a series of subsequent episodes shortly.

Thanks....

News of Death

(This is for Coach)

Last night they came with news of death
not knowing what I would say.
I wanted to say,"The green wind is running through the fields making the grass lie flat."
I wanted to say,"The apple blossom flakes like ash covering the orchard wall."
I wanted to say,"the fish float belly up in the slow stream,stepping stones to the dead."

They asked if I would sleep that night,
I said I did not know.
For this loss I could not speak,the tongue lay idle in a great darkness,the heart was strangely open,the moon had gone,and it was then when I said, "He is no longer here"
that the night put its arms around me
and all the white stars turned bitter with grief.
- David Whyte

What Work is

We stand in the rain in a long line

waiting at Ford Highland Park. For work.

You know what work is--if you're

old enough to read this you know what

work is, although you may not do it.

Forget you. This is about waiting,

shifting from one foot to another.

Feeling the light rain falling like mist

into your hair, blurring your vision

until you think you see your own brother

ahead of you, maybe ten places.

You rub your glasses with your fingers,

and of course it's someone else's brother,

narrower across the shoulders than

yours but with the same sad slouch, the grin

that does not hide the stubbornness,

the sad refusal to give in to

rain, to the hours wasted waiting,

to the knowledge that somewhere ahead

a man is waiting who will say, "No,

we're not hiring today," for any

reason he wants. You love your brother,

now suddenly you can hardly stand

the love flooding you for your brother,

who's not beside you or behind or

ahead because he's home trying to

sleep off a miserable night shift

at Cadillac so he can get up

before noon to study his German.

Works eight hours a night so he can sing

Wagner, the opera you hate most,

the worst music ever invented.

How long has it been since you told him

you loved him, held his wide shoulders,

opened your eyes wide and said those words,

and maybe kissed his cheek? You've never

done something so simple, so obvious,

not because you're too young or too dumb,

not because you're jealous or even mean

or incapable of crying in

the presence of another man, no,

just because you don't know what work is.

Philip Levine

On Marriage - Kahil Gibran

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness,And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another, but make not a bond of love:Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loafSing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.And stand together yet not too near together:For the pillars of the temple stand apart,And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

A favorite "Journey" poem from a favorite poet

The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.
-- Mary Oliver

Send or post one of your favorites! They can be lyrics to a song!

Playing For Change

Please see the current music video from "Playing for Change" at the bottom of this page. It is a movement. Enjoy!

"Playing for Change" is a multimedia movement created to inspire, connect, and bring peace to the world through music. The idea for this project arose from a common belief that music has the power to break down boundaries and overcome distances between people. No matter whether people come from different geographic, political, economic, spiritual or ideological backgrounds, music has the universal power to transcend and unite us as one human race. And with this truth firmly fixed in our minds, we set out to share it with the world

Fall in Love

“Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in a love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the mornings, what you will do with your evenings, how you spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything.” --- Pedro Arrupe SJ