Everyday is a new step on the path of the journey of life.
Touch,not only with your hands,see,not just with your eyes,hear,not only with your ears and enjoy ALL that lay ahead.
New Life by Paul Bodet I've been sitting around this life for years, Not enough laughs and too many tears. Trying to figure out where it all went, These wasted years that I have spent.
Searching for something to go beyond, Life's a stone skipping across a pond. At the last skip, it hits with a splash, Down the stone sinks, gone in a flash.
Pushing and pulling, it's tearing apart, Poking and prodding an underused heart. This dark velvet curtain that hides my soul, Living this life has taken it's toll.
In a flash of bright light, the curtain is torn, Tumbling down all tattered and worn. Revealing new life, a child within, Born free of hate, of suffering and sin.
Now my eyes see what has never been told, Striving forth happy, confident and bold. Into a world that's unfamiliar but friendly, Into this new life my spirit will send me.
Living and laughing, loving it all, I stood myself up and answered the call. The darkness has gone, replaced by the light, I gave up the darkness with hardly a fight.
I've been sitting around this life for years, With laughter aplenty and hardly a tear. Now I can see just where it all went, Cherish every moment of this new life I've spent.
Blindfolded and cuffed to the bed,I'll take a go at lovaboy,he has some nutz that don't belong to him,think I'll give em to there rightful owner.................
Aside from the inevidable,the life and birth of my children.
I was in a club one night,full house,George Oliver was playing, and I was with friend,Claire Shanika(sp) one who was taught by the original seven,wonderful escentric soul she is...We where all out for her other halfs birthday,and I have played with George many a times before,was one of his regular back up singer and bongo player,well he called me up and the house was rockin,the crowd was singing and dancing and the applades where just ripping through the building,I was suppose to be back-up on Mustang Sally,and harmonys as well,I tell you I just belted the harmony,back-up and lead from where I do not know,and when I was finished,I was tizzy,swaying and delayed,intoxicted is what I was,and it was a high I will never forgt.
Drink where on the house after that.
Happy,I was ecstatic,walking on cloud nine and sunshine,both at the same time.
I just got a rush talkin bout it.
Good thing my gig at the jazz feast is soon comin up,am in need of a natural high.
On a walk in the ravine soaking in all that I could,a mind that was a bit of a blurr,I just walked,listend,seen,touched and felt,and out of no wear is a fox,I look at himand he at I,and for a few spit second we both want to run,...instead,we lock eyes,share what we had and he was on his merry way,me left standing there,still in awe of his presence and the warmth streaming from his coat.he took a last backwards glance,him at I and I at him,and on his way he went,but not before he quickly shone is eyes upon me and waged that fur ball he calls is tail...Trully sly,I prefer to say that movment was slick...tee-hee
Now was not a kind deed I had done,but one in which the fox had done....Was not a old spirit,and not even sure if it was young,but I do know he was there,thre for guidence to carry me through and the power to stay true
I like to think more times then not my mental and physical being are in good standing order,but life is unpredictable and I am after all only human.
I am caring for my mother who is Pallitive,a job that I am certified to do,but nothing could have prepared me, and she is young,and physically I can do what needs to be done,but mentally,(which aeffects your physical sooner then later) its taking a toll on me,for reason I care not to disclose.
I am not one to lean,but I am learning(reaching out and taking a hand is not a sign of weakness) and I am growing,and called my friend in the weehours to borrow a shoulder,and he was uneasy I could tell,but he was a trooper,....he heard me out and in a melontone that is soothing made me feel calm I have just come back from what I call a mini vacation,where nothing trully is something,and it was sothing and it was growth and it was laughter ,it was understanding.
My heart is warm,but my soul is touched.
My chest is no longer heavy and I can b-r-e-a-t-h.
The practice was easy,jumping in hay out of barns,......Being up,up in the air was another thing.Asked if someone could push me,that was a big no-no,asked if there was a refund,that too was a no-no,so,1-2-3 and out she goes.
There was a fear at first and as fast as you are falling,so many emotions and so many feelings are seen and felt,I touched much in the flight.
starliteisbrite Forum Posts (7,327)
RE: What would you do?
I scream out of tune........