Sometimes, this old world seems so burdensome. Sometimes it seems like we are alone. The human condition..... all alone in our spirits and our minds. We can be closed off in so many ways. During the winter times, it can be gray, and the rain falls down. Slowly, cabin fever sets in, and we look pensively out upon a bleak world seemingly dead, with no leaves on the trees. There are so few flowers that bloom,
There is one flower that can bloom beautifully during these cold days. Its warmth can heal the heart, and offer hope where little if any exists..... Friendship. Just the smile of someone. A gentle touch, or maybe just knowing that even though they are quiet, their thoughts are with us, and lifting us up. To know someone thinks about us is such sweet solace. To know we are worth that moment, when they think of something funny we said or did, and quietly laugh to themselves.... and we do the same for them. All because we've got a friend.
Take care my friends, and know that today I will think of you and smile. You are in my heart.
Beyond the ages .... beyond eternity ... lovers dreams are neverending
Its Saturday night..... and so many have gone out to play. In the clubs and lounges... or sitting in the countryside beneath the stars. All of them in one way or another dancing through the night. Friends ....lovers .... and while they move through the mist of time .... we are alone .... together here in this mystical place....surrounded by the magic of souls consumed with desire.
Lost in this euphoria of our own making. The world disappears and all that's left ..... touch .... warm to warm ..... smoke drifting on the wind mingling with sparks as the fire we've become rises ...... and falls.... the water below moves .... drawing us nearer.... surrounding us...and as flame meets water, the world around us turns to steaming mist ... I can feel your moist body melting to mine....
What beauty I behold as the droplets of water catch the star light dancing between us .....diamonds dangle from each strand of your hair ....every lash ..... rivulets of silver follow every touch as hands aglow in the moons blue haze trace tender trails... in search of forgotten pleasures ....hidden long ago, in places so very far from this world..... once again passion lives .... ageless .... endless .... in us ...in the eternity we share.... hungry lips meet .... desired trespass sharing want.... need ... this kiss..... and the next
Chris
sweet sleep ...... I'll meet you across the path of a dream
This is a song I remember my mom playing on the phonograph,when I was a boy. I also remember my Grandaddy singing it too he was moms dad, so I guess it got passed down the line.A sad but lovely song. I just wanted to share
There once was an angel. She was beautiful as any angel ever was. Her wings were clear, and colored like stained glass. She was delicate, yet strong. Her heart was a thing of beauty. All could see, and it was the color of Love, and full, always. Her heart never ran short on love to share with anyone close , who was in need of care. She gave, and gave, and gave. But so few gave back, and she began to shrink. Her heart was still full, it was jsut smaller, her wings were just as beautiful, they were just smaller.... and so it went, little by little bit by bit she slowly began to disappear.
Sorrow upon sorrow. How could this be? That such beauty and love could slowly disappear from this world we live in? How could it be possible that a being so giving, and full of love and beauty could disappear? How could it be that so many people didn't even seem to notice?
I believe it is because true love is disappearing itself. People want love, but only on their terms, and those change like water running under a bridge. As an example, couples who say "we'll get married, we can always get divorced if we change our mind" Or those who say Love cannot last but a brief time. I saw a picture of an old couple who had been together for years. When asked their secret to a life long marriage, they answered , we came from a time when instead of throwing something away, we fixed it.
That's life and real love, sometimes it breaks, or cracks, or badly bends. We caan throw it away, or we can take the time to work, and put our heart into it, and fix it. Maybe if we tried that, just maybe..... True Love would not disappear. Maybe our beautiful angel would stop shrinking, and begin to grow, and become larger and more beautiful than ever.
Maybe love could spread through our world, and we could once again know what it is like to have lasting relationships. Maybe families would come together, and peoples, and Love would be the leader..... wouldn't that be a wonderful thing.
The summer breeze will carry me there, and I'll be warm and safe through the winter......
So I'm very happy with my new home. It's not "NEW" , I really don't like new houses. I've had a few, and they have no soul to them. This is what I call a Grandma house. comforting, and comfortable. A place where family can gather for holidays, or just to share time. Roomy enough for a guy who is single and not anywhere near marriage. 3 Bedrooms, 1 bath, and all new appliances. The half $million homes are across the street, and all around, so the area is nice, It is growing and new places all around. The countryclub is only a half mile away. A peaceful neighborhood where sirens are not blaring all the time. I'm happy and the best part is no more climbing up so many steps to get to my apartment, where I have to walk quietly and not make any noise or the lady below starts beating on the cieling.... never mind that she leaves her dogs for days, and has friends come feed and walk them..... so there is a 15 minute break in the 24/7 barking. Oh well that will soon be all over. YAY!!!!!! can't wait for the summer breezes and motorcycle rides to Kentucky Lake which is only about a 30 minute ride away. a couple hours swimming to relax, and a nice ride drying off on the way home these video's make me happy thinking about it. that's nice, they look very much like it .
Every day we teach our children, and we are woefully un-aware that we are teaching. We think it's just living , BUT the truth is, we are teaching. Our children watch our every move, and even our every word , and even more scary our every action , movement, and facial expression. They listen to every answer, and every tone of voice. They watch every posture, and every pout. With all, we are teaching, and they are LEARNING to be miniature you and me's.
Watch your families kids, and you'll see them and see how they act exactly as their parents do. Is mom or dad a whiner, then their children will whine. Do they lie? Guess what so do little Johnny or suzy, and what ever they do, if you look closely and listen you will see exact reproductions of their parents..... we laugh about it , and call it cute and sweet, and sometimes it is..... but sometimes it is not. When Mom and dad are embarassed by their childrens actions, it is usually because of the discomfort of seeing their own deepseated character flaws put on display for the world to see. Suzy yells at Johnny with the same disrespect Mommie shows Daddy That goes both ways. If Daddy is an ass to Mommie, the children learn to disrespect her, and ignore what she tells them.
"What you are, speaks so loudly , the world can't hear what you're saying"
In the same way If a child goes over to another who is crying, and tries to comfort them, they will do it in the way they have seen. For sure, They are WATCHING US every moment. They are watching even when we think not If they see love and caring, they will show love and caring. If they see pettiness, and derisive acting, they will be petty, and derisive.
I always laugh when I hear a parent say "I just don't know WHERE they learned that! " I always want to speak out...... AT HOME from family !!!!!!!! This is the same for Single parents, who want to blame all bad behaviour on the other parent. Together or not, if one parent allows a child to do anything, anyway they wish, while the other parent makes the child mind, guess where the child is going to want to be at? If you LOVE your children you will make rules and hold them to the rules. Children are happier when they know what is expected of them. Remember do everything in love, the old saying, you can catch more flies with honey, than vinegar is true.
What my grandmother taught me, as she would sing to me. I remember seeing this record label spinning on the record player......
This is what my Mother taught me when she sang to a little boy, and tried to get him to sleep.....
I wonder where the name of my site came from?
My daddy loved country music, and was hard. He used to say "If it ain't country, it ain't music" Im glad I also learned he was wrong about that.
Now for the music which for what ever reason settled inside of me, and fit with who I was becoming more closely. Like a friend said, it made me resonate...... I can still see him walking to the record player and turning it on. Then as grandaddy would hold my little hands in his, he'd lift me up and put my little feet on his shoe toes, and then he'd begin to dance, and sing. What great fun! I'd laugh and he tell me sing with me.... and I did I also remember him taking grandma in his arms and the two would dance together to this song. I remember how they looked at each other, and their kiss at the end of each dance..... even at 72 yrs old.
Years later my son was born. I'd wake at night to his cry, and I'd stumble in to the kitchen, warm his bottle, sprinkle a little on my wrist to make sure it was the correct temperature, then I'd sit with him in my arms and rock him. Many mornings I woke in that bent wood rocker, and him sleeping in my arms. I'd gently lay him in his bed, and prepare to leave for work. But while we sat in that rocker I'd sing "Beautiful Boy" to him, it always calmed us both......
Shortly later my daughter was born. Sweet and beautiful, and always relatively calm, but she always responded best when I'd hold her and sing "Tiny Dancer" by Elton John, so I did. As with my son, one of my favorite things was watching their tiny little faces as they relaxed, and gently drifted off to sleep.....
Teach your children well. If you want them to have love in their lives, teach them love........ It's all they have, and YOU are the one they are going to learn from
First I'd like to give credit to @theladyofabundance She posted this song on her web site Though I remember Elton John was the originator, Ellie Goulding has done something special in my opinion.....
sometimes things stand out. They express a feeling or emotion in an unexpected way. This song did for me. It's a remake, but it is so much more.....There are people out there who are worthy of this song, sung this way.
"So you can tell everybody this is your song...... I hope you don't mind , I put down words how wonderful life is now you're in the world"
these video's make me happy thinking about it. that's nice, they look very much like it .
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