Funny but I've watched her for so long
We have never shared a word
Her eyes never lift from the sidewalk
Long enough for me to say
You touch me so.
I feel your soul
And from my mother's blood
And my father's influence
I turn inside myself
And there is someone
The secret of a thousand souls
Funny but she only caught my eye
We had never shared a word
Her walk was tired and lonely
Reflection of a hundred years
I feel her soul. I know her soul
And from my mother's blood
And my father's influence
I turn inside myself
And there is someone
The secret of a thousand souls
Ain't it funny how you never met
And yet you feel them
Ain't it funny how you never spoke
And yet you know them
Mold a miracle and no mistake is made
In every day the wise and joyful pulse is
passed through life
The secret of a thousand souls
links to music.
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
How I Spent My Christmas Holiday
I'm out of the hospital and back to work today.
My fingertips are still numb, but I'm not in excruciating pain anymore.
On Christmas eve, I began getting numb in my left arm, from my shoulder down to my fingertips.
OK...that's a sign, I thought. Is it my heart? some kind of disease? Then the next day or two, things progressed from numbness to severe pain. This past Saturday morning, about 4 a.m. I couldn't bear the pain anymore and had my son take me to the ER. After a shot of Demerol that didn't kill the pain and and X-rays, I was admitted to the hospital. A Catscan later, they were telling me that it looked like I had a problem with my C-7th vertebrae. Thanks...just what I needed.
But I couldn't think of any trauma that I'd suffered to cause a problem with my disc. Neck traction, pain medication injections, many blood tests, and then an MRI. It turns out that I have an arthritic problem with my vertebrae. And I find that this is something that runs in my family...mother...sisters.
I got to meet a nice couple while hospitalized. O.J. (actually Orville) was my roommate with acute appendicitis (at age 62).
He and his lovely wife Rose proved to be very sociable fun new friends. We'll be doing New Years Eve together (if he gets out in time)
My fingertips are still numb, but I'm not in excruciating pain anymore.
On Christmas eve, I began getting numb in my left arm, from my shoulder down to my fingertips.
OK...that's a sign, I thought. Is it my heart? some kind of disease? Then the next day or two, things progressed from numbness to severe pain. This past Saturday morning, about 4 a.m. I couldn't bear the pain anymore and had my son take me to the ER. After a shot of Demerol that didn't kill the pain and and X-rays, I was admitted to the hospital. A Catscan later, they were telling me that it looked like I had a problem with my C-7th vertebrae. Thanks...just what I needed.
But I couldn't think of any trauma that I'd suffered to cause a problem with my disc. Neck traction, pain medication injections, many blood tests, and then an MRI. It turns out that I have an arthritic problem with my vertebrae. And I find that this is something that runs in my family...mother...sisters.
I got to meet a nice couple while hospitalized. O.J. (actually Orville) was my roommate with acute appendicitis (at age 62).
He and his lovely wife Rose proved to be very sociable fun new friends. We'll be doing New Years Eve together (if he gets out in time
Wednesday, December 24, 2003
Shelley told me...
The Century Tree
by Victoria Williams
Outside my house is a cactus plant
They call the century tree
Only once in a hundred years
It flowers gracefully
And you never know when it will bloom
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Clementine Hunter was fifty-four before she picked up her paintings?
Old Uncle Taylor was eighty-one when he rode his bike
Across the plains of China Uh huh
And the sun was shining on that day
Just like today
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Didn't know how to tell her for over thirty years
Kept locked up inside himself
No one saw the tears
Then she went away
And he woke up that day
So he went back to college at the age of sixty-three
Graduated with honors with an agriculture degree
And he joined up the Peace Corps at the age of sixty-nine
And he rode the grand rapids at the age of eighty-five
Now he brings roses to his sweetheart
She lives most anywhere
He sees someone suffering
He knows that despair
He offers them a rose
And some quiet prose
About dancing in a shimmering ballroom
Cause you never know when they will bloom
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
by Victoria Williams
Outside my house is a cactus plant
They call the century tree
Only once in a hundred years
It flowers gracefully
And you never know when it will bloom
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Clementine Hunter was fifty-four before she picked up her paintings?
Old Uncle Taylor was eighty-one when he rode his bike
Across the plains of China Uh huh
And the sun was shining on that day
Just like today
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Didn't know how to tell her for over thirty years
Kept locked up inside himself
No one saw the tears
Then she went away
And he woke up that day
So he went back to college at the age of sixty-three
Graduated with honors with an agriculture degree
And he joined up the Peace Corps at the age of sixty-nine
And he rode the grand rapids at the age of eighty-five
Now he brings roses to his sweetheart
She lives most anywhere
He sees someone suffering
He knows that despair
He offers them a rose
And some quiet prose
About dancing in a shimmering ballroom
Cause you never know when they will bloom
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Hey, do you want to come out
And play the game
It's never too late
Tuesday, December 23, 2003
Today's music
Ashley MacIsaac with Mary Jane Lamond - Sleepy Maggie(album mix)
Ashley MacIsaac with Mary Jane Lamond - Sleepy Maggie (the deep sleep mix)
Ashley MacIsaac with Mary Jane Lamond - Sleepy Maggie (The Sandman mix)
pure Cape Breton celtic
Ashley MacIsaac with Mary Jane Lamond - Sleepy Maggie (the deep sleep mix)
Ashley MacIsaac with Mary Jane Lamond - Sleepy Maggie (The Sandman mix)
pure Cape Breton celtic
Saturday, December 13, 2003
Today's Music Playlist
Chuck Girard - For Brian Wilson (a Marc mix CD) - Rock 'n Roll Preacher
Chuck Girard - For Brian Wilson (a Marc mix CD) - You Ask Me Why
Eric Gales & Derek Trucks - Layla (Clapton cover)
Eric Clapton & Mark Knopfler - (Music For Montserrat 1997) - Layla
Gino Vanelli - Storm At Sunup - Where Am I Going?
Joe Walsh - (Warriors Soundtrack)- In The City
Jim Varney and Ricky Scaggs - Hot Rod Lincoln
Kennedy, Kirkpatrick, Madiera & Sprague - Coming From Somewhere Else - Hunger and Thirst
Prince - Emancipation (Disk 3) One Of Us
Susan Ashton - Angels of Mercy - Hunger And Thirst
Van Morrison - A Night In San Francisco - It's All In The Game-Make It Real One More Time
Van Morrison - A Night In San Francisco - Shakin' All Over-Gloria
John Lee Hooker with Big Head Todd and The Monsters - Boom Boom
Tito Puente Jr. & The Latin Rhythm - Oye Como Va
Santana - Oye Como Va (Salsa Remix Live)
Loreena McKennitt - Live in San Francisco - The Lady of Shalott
Chuck Girard - For Brian Wilson (a Marc mix CD) - You Ask Me Why
Eric Gales & Derek Trucks - Layla (Clapton cover)
Eric Clapton & Mark Knopfler - (Music For Montserrat 1997) - Layla
Gino Vanelli - Storm At Sunup - Where Am I Going?
Joe Walsh - (Warriors Soundtrack)- In The City
Jim Varney and Ricky Scaggs - Hot Rod Lincoln
Kennedy, Kirkpatrick, Madiera & Sprague - Coming From Somewhere Else - Hunger and Thirst
Prince - Emancipation (Disk 3) One Of Us
Susan Ashton - Angels of Mercy - Hunger And Thirst
Van Morrison - A Night In San Francisco - It's All In The Game-Make It Real One More Time
Van Morrison - A Night In San Francisco - Shakin' All Over-Gloria
John Lee Hooker with Big Head Todd and The Monsters - Boom Boom
Tito Puente Jr. & The Latin Rhythm - Oye Como Va
Santana - Oye Como Va (Salsa Remix Live)
Loreena McKennitt - Live in San Francisco - The Lady of Shalott
Thursday, December 04, 2003
commute
coffee in the morning;
cream, sweetner
not too dark
not too continental
new young lady on the train;
new to my eyes
a smile from her
nice start of the day
petite blonde regular;
she now looks pregnant
no smiles from her...
no eyes
cream, sweetner
not too dark
not too continental
new young lady on the train;
new to my eyes
a smile from her
nice start of the day
petite blonde regular;
she now looks pregnant
no smiles from her...
no eyes
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