Tuesday, October 25, 2005
There Is A Time Mary Sue Mills Gottschall Oct. 25th, 1918- Nov. 4th 2004 I dedicate these lyrics and this song to the memory of my late lovely mother who would have been 87 years young today. Oct 25th. In just a few days will mark the day when her soul entered into eternity where she will forever be with the Lord Jesus Christ. There Is A Time http://www.acidplanet.com/artist.asp?PID=659532&t=9725There is a time for everything And a season for every purpose under heaven A time to be born, a time to die Time to plant, time to not A time to kill, a time to heal Time to tear down, time to build There is a time A time to weep, a time to laugh Time to mourn, a time to dance Time to scatter stones, and then gather them A time to embrace, time you refrain A time to search, a time to give up A time to keep, a time to throw away There is a time A time to tear, a time to mend A time to be silent, a time to speak A time to LOVE, a time to hat A time for war, a time for peace There is a time There is a time for everything, a season, a purpose under heaven There is a time, there is a time..... Music and arrangement by Nancy G Brundrett Inspired by the words of Solomon in the Book of Ecclesiastes www.nancy-heartmusic.com
Friday, October 07, 2005
What Music Means To Me By Nancy G Brundrett What does music mean to me? Music is the way I express my heart and becomes my vessel that sails the seas of this world. I need music in my life. With this gift, I convey love to touch others. Music is like good medicine we all need. It flows like the waves of the oceans, in and out cleansing and healing us. Music is very powerful. I journey back to the first song I learned. I was twelve and had some guitar lessons. I was left-handed and reversed my strings. At my first recital, I performed to an audience of parents and friends playing “Try and Catch the Wind” by Donovan. 1967 was the first time a song was poured from my heart. “In the chilling hours and minutes of uncertainty, I want to be in the warm hold of your loving arms. To feel you all around me and to take your hand along the sand, ah but I may as well try and catch the wind.” Being older, I have many things on my heart so I pour out songs and poems. Music comforts and holds me when I am needy. Sometimes only music reaches me. Like the tide comes and goes with a give and take motion, so are the songs I write. I love to perform heart music to an audience and sense the feelings in the air as I touch their hearts and souls. Music opens doors to new friends. Katherine Dawn, @ www.katherinedawn.com, is one of the musical friends I treasure now. She is a gift from God and is responsible for putting me on stage for the first time to share the sounds of my heart. I enjoy the ride that music gives me. Music completes me and supplies all my needs. Music helps me journey into deeper still spiritual realms. I reveal the deepest part of myself and let others experience my inner thoughts, which are personal and surrealistic. I am retroflective! Music becomes my salvation, my religion, my rock, my message and my anchor. Music gathers kindred spirits. Going to the near border of Mexico on the Rio Grande River at Terlinqua, Tx., in the Big Bend National Forest, changed my life and gave me freedom of _expression. Every year thousands of musicians gather there for the Terlingua World Championship Chili Cook Off. During the day the desert sun beats down. At night it is cool so we all gather around campfires for song circles. There is nothing like a good fire in the wee hours of the night and singing songs around the flames with other sojourning souls sharing their songs. With the background of sunrises, mountains and sunsets, we could paint music together so to speak. Music is the foundation for my house of love. It comforts me and saves me. David Crosby states: “Everyone is saying that music is love.” When I am in the realm of love, I am playing music. Love is the strongest force I know. Music is the most important thing in my life. I would be lost without music. Music is a gift from God given to help fill the empty places inside us. That is what music means to me, everything. For more info on singer/songwriter Nancy G. Brundrett visit: www.nancy-heartmusic.comsee the female folk category of the database. http://www.indieguitarists.com/© 2005 Yonge Music
Monday, October 03, 2005
Copper Spur Ranch in Goliad, Texas If you like snakes then you will love the Copper Spur Ranch in Goliad, Tx. I lived there and owned it for about nine years. I was told by the man who first owned the property that where the beautiful house was built was on a mound full of rattlesnakes. Yes, folks would come to the Copper Spur Ranch to harvest rattlesnakes for round ups. My neighbor told me rattlesnakes were always coming into his house and in his yard. Another neighbor has so many rattlesnakes around his house he will not let his little girl play outside without a watchful eye. Some snakes have bitten his dogs and cattle and they died. I remember "twice" stepping out the front courtyard area where a pretty fountain was. I was barefoot both times and almost stepped on a rattlesnake on two different times. I came within inches of being bitten. I remember hearing the noise of a rattler and then God saved me both times from being bitten. That place is a haven for snakes. I remember the Blue Indigo snakes that lived in the backyard in the BBQ pit area. They were pretty, but pretty scary snakes. I remember my son standing by the swimming pool in the backyard with his legs apart and seeing a cottonmouth poisonous snake slither through his legs on the way to the swimming pool. Our cattle were bitten by snakes too. Another menacing thing about the big house is the plumbing is so screwed up and can not be fixed. If you take a shower you will be blasted with cold water and then hot water. The plumbing in the kitchen is a joke. It was always backing up. This is all caused by the crumby way they plumbed the house. Just thought I would warn anyone about the problems with snakes at the ranch and the very bad plumbing in the big house. Look for a Godly place somewhere else where there are no snakes. I think the Boerne area is a better place to live. I haven't seen any snakes there and I can feel the spirit of God in the hill country of Texas.
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Time is the Final Currency Words and Music: David Crosby Time is the final currency Not money Not power The time will come When you will give Anything for one more hour Today I learned There are no secrets Only time for them to unfold And the patience to watch The scroll of truth Slowly be unrolled There is a time to this There is a flow There is a tension here Like a hard bent bow Ready to send up Send up another one Another spark in the night And suddenly you realize That this time it is all right I watched the greatest miracle Take three quarters of a year To bring forth life And tiny breath For all the world to hear There is a time to this There is a flow There is a tension here Like a hard bent bow Ready to send up Send up another one Another spark in the night And suddenly you realize That this time it is all right
http://www.thetimemovie.com/ (check out this awesome movie about "Time") There Is A Time There is a time for everything A season for every purpose under heaven A time to be born, a time to die Time to plant, a time to not A time to kill, a time to heal Time to tear down, time to build There is a time A time to weep, a time to laugh Time to mourn, a time to dance Time to scatter stones, then gather them A time to embrace, time you refrain A time to search, a time to give up A time to keep, a time to throw away There is a time A time to tear, a time to mend a time to be silent, a time to speak a time to love, a time to hate a time for war, a time for peace There is a time for everything A season for every purpose under heaven There is a time It’s all about time In a purpose driven life It’s time to shine I have heard it before Turn, turn, turn... Time is the opening door There is a time
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