Monthly Archives: May 2011


Songs to hear: Peace and Sunshine 2

Things got a little busy last week and I never got to publish my favorite songs. Here are three that really stand out.
Enjoy!
1. “Quiet Your Mind”, Zac Brown Band
I heard this song for the first time last week and loved the message and these lines…

I feel the change
Goin’ on all around me
It’s strange
How I’m taken and guided
Where I end up 
right I’m needed to be 

 

2.” Home Cookin’,” The Band
I can’t believe last week was the first time I heard this song (or maybe really noticed it). It reminds me of my childhood.

I feel autumn in the air,I need someone that really cares. 
At times I miss the folks back there, I keep longing for, 
Home cookin’.Home cookin’.Home cookin’. 
Sure sounds good to a country boy like me.


 

3. “Easy Skanking,” Bob Marley
This song just puts me in the BEST mood. It is my musical equivalent to sunshine. And it has a mantra I should try to stick with.

Take it easy (easy skankin’);
Lord, I take it easy! (easy skankin’);
Take it easy (easy skankin’);
Got to take it easy (easy skankin’).
See: we’re takin’ it easy (ooh-wah-da da-da)
We taking it slow, (ooh-wah-da da-da)
Takin’ it easy (easy);

Got to take it slow (slow-slow)

Which one is your favorite?


Wild Geese

 image from here
In all my talks of “good enough” and self-compassion, I stumbled upon this poem on another blog I read.
I read it first in my journal therapy training and I think the universe knew it was time for a re-read. Here goes: You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across thelandscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and therivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese,
harsh and exciting –
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

“Wild Geese” by Mary Oliver
from Dream Work
published by Atlantic Monthly Press
© Mary Oliver

Ahhh….
over and over

announcing your place

in the family of things

Thank you…
Mary Oliver
fellow bloggers
universe
poetry
you make my day.

Happy Birthday, hubby! 1

 This beautiful little boy had a birthday today…

And the more I look at these pics, the more I realize our baby girl really does look like him. Especially in this one:

As I said in my Father’s Day 2010 post, seeing him with AJH is the most beautiful thing in the world to me. He is patient, he is loving, he is gentle and he is attentive.
 Just last night he was able to soothe our little girl after she cried off and on for 3 hours with new teeth and double ear infections. 
Thanks for being the best daddy ever and supporting our family with all you do.
You make all our dreams come true. 

And finally, I heard this song a few months ago and have been saving to share it at the right time. I heard it on Pandora after the hubby had sent me the nicest email, and it was perfect timing. I didn’t want to post it and be one of those really sappy, annoying braggy bloggers. So I waited. 
But I think today is just the right time to say “I am the luckiest.”
This song reiterates everything I already know but sometimes forget to say out loud.

The Luckiest“–Ben Folds
I don’t get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if I’d been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I’d be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you
Next door there’s an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleeep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away

I’m sorry, I know that’s a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest 

Happy birthday, hubby, from the luckiest lady on earth 😉