Monday, October 27, 2003
MONDAY...THE START OF A NEW WEEK... TODAY'S THOUGHTS FROM "FIREFLY" ARE ABOUT "TIME" AND AN ASTRONOMER SAID, MASTER, WHAT OF TIME? AND HE ANSWERED: YOU WOULD MEASURE TIME THE MEASURELESS AND THE IMMEASURABLE. YOU WOULD ADJUST YOUR CONDUCT AND EVEN DIRECT THE COURSE OF YOUR SPIRIT ACCORDING TO HOURS AND SEASONS. OF TIME YOU WOULD MAKE A STREAM UPON WHOSE BANK YOU WOULD SIT AND WATCH IT'S FLOWING. YET THE TIMELESS IN YOU IS AWARE OF LIFE'S TIMELESSNESS, AND KNOWS THAT YESTERDAY IS BUT TODAY'S MEMORY AND TOMORROW IS TODAY'S DREAM. AND THAT WHICH SINGS AND CONTEMPLATES IN YOU IS STILL DWELLING WITHIN THE BOUNDS OF THAT FIRST MOMENT WHICH SCATTERED THE STARS INTO SPACE. WHO AMONG YOU DOES NOT FEEL THAT HIS POWER TO LOVE IS BOUNDLESS? AND YET WHO DOES NOT FEEL THAT VERY LOVE, THOUGH BOUNDLESS, EMCOMPASSED WITHIN THE CENTRE OF HIS BEING, AND MOVING NOT FROM LOVE THOUGHT TO LOVE THOUGHT, NOR FROM LOVE DEEDS TO OTHER LOVE DEEDS? AND IS NOT TIME EVEN AS LOVE IS, UNDIVIDED AND PACELESS? BUT IF IN YOUR THOUGHT YOU MUST MEASURE TIME INTO SEASONS, LET EACH SEASON ENCIRCLE ALL THE OTHER SEASONS, AND LET TODAY EMBRACE THE PAST WITH REMEMBRANCE AND THE FUTURE WITH LONGINGS. WORDS FROM THE BOOK THE PROPHET BY: KAHLIL GIBRAN I JUST LOVE GREAT POETRY AND SPIRITUAL WRITINGS LIKE THE DEEPER STILL WORDS FOUND IN THIS LITTLE BOOK WRITTEN SO MANY YEARS OLD. MAY YOUR BE FILLED WITH TIME TO REFLECT ON LOVE TIME TO APPRECIATE LOVE TIME TO RECEIVE LOVE TIME TO GIVE LOVE TIME TO HAVE TIME! TIME TO HEAR THE PURE VOICES OF YOUR SOUL TIME TO SPEAK WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT AND LOVE TO OTHERS WHO NEED IT TIME TO WATCH THE SUN RISE AND SET TIME TO LISTEN TO THE WINTER WINDS COMING IN ON THE COAT TAIL OF AUTUMN AS THE LEAVES FALL FROM THE TREES DOING THEIR FALL DANCE TIME TO GAZE AT THE NIGHT SKY AND LISTEN TO THE SILENCE OF THE TWINKLING STARS AND EVEN POINT AT A FEW OF THEM AND PERSONALLY NAME THEM TIME TO THINK OF INFINITY AND WHAT LIES BEYOND THE DARK NIGHT AND IT'S STARRY EYES TIME TO OBSERVE THE BIRDS MIGRATING SOUTHWARD TIME TO FEED SQUIRRELS IN A PRETTY PARK TIME TO FIND A WATERFALL AT A REMOTE REST AREA IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE WHERE YOU CAN FEEL YOUR HEART BEAT AND HEAR EACH INHALE AND EXHALE OF AIR TIME TO MEDIATE AND BE ONE WITH LOVE AND PURPOSE TIME TO PRAY AND REMEMBER ALL THE BLESSINGS SO EASILY FORGOTTEN AND SWEEP AWAY FROM OUR MEMORIES LIKE DUST UNDER A RUG TIME TO CRY AND LAUGH TIME TO BE ME, GOD'S CREATION TIME TO NOT LOOK AT YOUR WATCH, BECAUSE IT WILL ONLY PULL YOU BACK TO WHERE YOU DON'T REALLY WANT TO GO.... TIME TO BE FREE TIME TO WATCH THE WAVES ROLL IN AND OUT AT THE MOUTH OF THE OCEAN TIME TO WALK THE BEACH ON A LONELY WINTERY DAY AND FIND TREASURES WASHED UP FOR YOUR EYES AND HANDS ONLY TIME TO BE THANKFUL FOR EACH BREATH EACH DAY EACH NIGHT TIME TO FEEL YOUR HEART AND SOUL SMILE DEEP INSIDE EACH CHANCE YOU HAVE TO GIVE AND RECEIVE LOVE TIME IS LOVE, YOU KNOW.... I WISH YOU TIME TO LOVE AND BE LOVED! RICH BLESSINGS YOUR WAY TODAY AS YOU STEER THROUGH YOUR LIFE AND TIME HERE ON EARTH, BUT REMEMBER TIME IS TIMELESS TO GOD...WHERE HE DWELLS THERE IS NO TIME...ONLY LOVE..DEEPER STILL LOVE...ETERNAL LOVE...IT'S A PLACE OF PEACE AND COMFORT...FOREVER IS A VERY LONG TIME!!! NANCY G. "FIREFLY" www.nancy-heartmusic.com (stop by if you have the "TIME") sign my guestbook if you happen by to check out pics and music and poetry..
Thursday, October 16, 2003
MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE By: Nancy G Brundrett alias "firefly" SHE CAME TO HER OCEAN HOME WHERE THE SAND AND TIDE MEETS FOAM THE WORDS LOCKED IN HER HEART YEARS AND MEMORIES TORE HER APART FOOTPRINTS TRACING DOWN THE BEACH THE SHELLS AND TREASURES WITHIN HER REACH SHE CLIMBED THE OCEAN CLIFF PATH WAS STEEP AND HIGH HOLDING A BOTTLE, HER THOUGHTS OF DAYS GONE BY REMEMBERING THIS PLACE AS A CHILD RUNNING FREE, HER SPIRIT WAS WILD NOW A LIFE TURNED AND TOSSED REACHING FOR ALL THE THINGS SHE'D LOST AND WITH ALL HER MIGHT UNDER A WATCHFUL STARRY NIGHT A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE NO ONE WOULD SEE SHE PICKED IT UP AND THREW IT INTO THE SEA INTO THE SEA AND THE SALTY RAIN WAS FALLING DOWN UPON THE STREETS OF THIS OLD SEASIDE TOWN OUT OF THE BLUE, DOLPHINS ROSE AND KISSED THE SKY SHE LOOKED TO HEAVEN ASKED HER GOD WHY SHE DREAMED OF THE DAY WHEN SOMEONE WOULD COME HER WAY WITH A NEW SUNRISE AND NO PAIN BRINGING BLUE SKIES, NO MORE RAIN AND WITH ALL HER MIGHT UNDER A WATCHFUL STARRY NIGHT A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE NO ONE WOULD SEE SHE PICKED IT UP AND THREW INTO THE SEA INTO THE SEA THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE WAS FROM THE DEPTH OF HER SOUL IF YOU HAPPEN TO PICK IT UP ON YOUR NEXT LONELY BEACH STROLL READ THE WORDS AND STORY SHE TOLD THE MESSAGE WAS HER LONGING TO BE WHOLE THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE DRIFING OUT TO SEA THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE WAS HER PRAYER TO BE SET FREE THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE SHE PICKED IT UP AND THREW IT INTO THE SEA INTO THE SEA
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
*Okay something different... I have a close friend named Smokey Wilson. He is an award winning songwriter and performer of Texas music. Well to me he is a great example of the ever so popular Texas Country Music sound that is sweeping the world.. You see if it is from Texas, it will have some attitude. So I write and perform alternative folk and Ole' Smokey didn't think I could write a country tune...so I wrote this song for Smokey.. with a Texas music attitude..here are the lyrics.. HEADED TO SMOKEY'S HEADED TO SMOKEY'S I'M WATCHING THE SUNSET POURED ME A COLD ONE, BUT I AIN'T THERE YET HE ALWAYS MAKES ME SMILE HE'S WALKING A COUNTRY MILE TELLING ALL OF HIS STORIES IN HIS SONG SINGING ABOUT, SINGING OUT THAT OLE' "TEXAS BITCH" SHE DONE LEFT HIM WITH AN ANGRY, AN ANGRY ITCH THE COWBOY BLUES PAYING ALL THE DUES TEXAS DANCE HALLS CAN HEAR HIS CALL "COWBOY IN THE WHITE HOUSE" IS PLAY ON THE RADIO HE LOVES HIS COUNTRY; IF YOU ASK HIM HE'LL TELL YOU SO DON'T MESS WITH TEXAS OR HIS GUITAR JUST HAND HIM ANOTHER LONE STAR A TRUE TEXAN BY FAR NOW HE DON'T LIKE IT "WELL" I TALK TO MUCH HE ALWAYS FORGIVES ME WITH HIS TENDER TOUCH HE SAYS "HEY GIRL SETTLE DOWN" "KICK BACK AND LISTEN TO MY SOUND" A TEXAS ATTITUDE THAT HE HAS FOUND HEADED TO SMOKEY'S PLACE I'M GREETED WITH A FRIENDLY FACE CLOSE FRIENDS ARE HARD TO FIND HE ALWAYS GIVES ME HIS PRECIOUS TIME HEADED TO SMOKEY'S ONE MORE TIME I REALLY DID HIS RYTHMNE AND RHYMNE CLOSE FRIENDS ARE SO HARD TO FIND HE ALWAYS GIVE ME HIS TIME NORTH ON 183 TEXAS MUSIC GONNA SET ME FREE NORTH ON 183 TO SMOKEY'S --------- Hope you dig Nancy G "firefly" doing COUNTRY...TEXAS MUSIC!!!
Sunday, October 12, 2003
Rainy Sunday thoughts and poems... written by a dear friend of mine.. Mika Mathews Have You Ever Loved? Have you ever loved a person who didn't love you back Have you ever loved somebody whose love you surely lacked Have you ever felt as though you were a lock without a key What about a wave that wondered from the sea Have you ever thought of being a captain with no crew What about a lawyer who couldn't even sue A dog without a house or a horse without a barn A farmer who is plowing but doen't have a farm Have you ever met a salesman who really couldn't sell Found a beach without the water or the sand without a shell Have you ever tried to surf but didn't have a board Tried to play guitar but you didn't know a chord Have you ever seen a forest that didn't have a tree Have you ever met a blind man who actually could see Do you ever felt as though you are an engine with no car Have you ever seen a roofer who didn't have some tar Do you ever think of being a river without rocks Or a door which stood alone and never received knows Have you ever seen a dawn that came without the dew This is how I feel when I think of loving you * one more from Mika for good measure... she wrote these when she was about 16 yrs. old "retroflective...just the way I like it!" HOPE His soft brown eyes shone through the darkness sheltering me from the storm. A burning passion deep within ignites a flame inside my heart. Feelings I've never felt. Saying words I've never said. And then his voice comes to me, carried by the wind. A sweet sound I've never heard, but hope to hear again. ----------------------------------------------------------------- *If you love poetry.....visit my site guestbook and post a moody, spiritual poem for me. I love sunrises, sunsets, clouds, the ocean and it's waves.... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>0<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< sunrise or sunset www.nancy-heartmusic.com I have many poems and prose I have written... For a good read check out these "When I Miss You the Most"...or "Sounds of the Heart"... Have a beautiful day and let the spirit stay with you into the night.... "sound of the heart make this moment unwind true love never dies, it rests within this vine" Nancy G "Firefly"
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