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For the Love of Music

Music touches the soul.  It calms the nerves, it brings and recalls tears of sorrow, tears of joy.  It releases love into the Spirit and into the air.

My soul needed a special touch, as I have been too busy with the horizontal to consider the vertical lately.  What was I to do?

I found a documentary this morning that appealed to me on YouTube.  John Philip Sousa.  I was introduced to Sousa through high school marching band, under the direction of Mr. Richard Herfort.  Band members struggled, while loved, The Thunderer, Trombones Triumphant, The Washington Post, and Stars and Stripes Forever.  I entered a wonderful trip down my own memory lane, while watching this fascinating documentary, a PBS production.  Memories of watching Ronald Demkee conduct the Allentown Band (and he was a marvelous part of this documentary), but the one that continues to choke me up, after close to 40 years ago, is my own memory of me and my husband in the audience, on a blanket, at the outdoor Mann Music Center of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and Henry Mancini conducting The Stars and Stripes Forever.  Conductor Mancini went over and picked up the piccolo and played the solo.  I choke as I write, tears spring to my eyes, and I cannot speak without the catch in my throat.

This should be our theme, America.

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The Universe Inside Me, Virtual Reality

I have given this a great deal of thought lately.  We all live in our own reality.  We have to realize that

I am the most important person in the world.

I’m not wrong.  This is what I perceive to be true.  For me, this is truth.

You see, everyone can see the same thing, but you never see it exactly the same.  I can look at something, and the person standing next to me can see it too.  But their eyes are next to mine, and there is no possible way they can see it exactly the way that I do.

So, to tell someone “oh come on, don’t think that way!” or “seriously, that is not what just happened!” can be considered as showing a lack of respect for them.  If the person is kidding around, that’s one thing.  But if they seriously have seen or taken part in something and interpreted it as thus, then we need to show respect and consider it.  This is who they are.

All of us are living inside of our own reality show.  It’s almost like a virtual reality.  I imagine putting on those virtual reality goggles and we go off into our dreamlike state.  We have an entire universe inside of us.  The world does center around you!  (I thought that was a crazy idea when I first heard that.  I thought, “What?!  That is so self centered!”  Then I thought about it.  While the world spins, we each have our own opinions, our own value system.

 


2018 The Year Ahead

What is our world, if we have not the encouraging word?

Act singly, and what you have already done singly will justify you now. The force of character is cumulative. –Ralph Waldo Emerson

Step out. Be true to yourself. Do not hurt others, do good to all. Then peace will come.


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Stuck in the 60s Tonight

I got stuck in the 60s tonight. I watched one of my favorites: The Newlywed Game. All of them. On YouTube. I admired the bride’s hair: the big beehive ‘do. The mascara and eye shadow. The California lifestyle.

Do you remember that game? We would play it by the hour. You’d draw a chart, naming your choices of places to live, boys’ names (to marry), a car to drive and a career. I cannot remember the counting formula, perhaps one of my readers can. Anyway, count away and you’d find your destiny.

I think I always had choices of California, Florida, or … I don’t remember having any other! Maybe I chose Hawaii. But certainly not my home town.

I’m not sure of his profession, but it was the man’s profession, for sure.

I do not remember the rest. I’m sure a color and a car were significant.

I will always remember how I thought the best place in the world had to be California. I was definitely a California girl. In my dreams.

I’m 61. My dreams have changed. Oh sure, I have visited California. A Californian friend even stated that there is no other place in the world to live! But I do admit, i love my small village I returned to, I love my farm and I love (even more) my farmer, who makes life worthwhile and every day a priceless treasure! (Thank you, Ross).

Still, there is a little girl…and her little girl dreams….


Traveling On Our Inward Journey

I have been enjoying this series by Michael Lai, with his visit to this monastery.  I can hear the bells calling and the peace.  Thank you, Michael Lai!

I have been showing a series of the Tsz Shan Monastery – the environs, the big Guanyin statue, the water lilies, the places of meditation etc. I will continue to show some of the architecture of the temples which are of timber construction. The architecture is based on the style of the Tang Dynasty. The […]

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