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Ya' know...never heard that song before.   ...  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnbiRDNaDeo&feature=related  Saddlin' up ... |
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....let's talk about simple things. Glad you brought it up... rain falling on a tin roof( me and better half inside) running on a horse through the fields old farm houses round haybales snow falling softly children laughing old barns telling time waves crashing all around you the sand between your toes a loons cry being on the water the wind through the tall pines cozy firplace( me and my man) tackeling my blue jean man and just playing around 65 mustand convert and burning rubber sunsets sunrise hazzelnut coffee rows of corn fall leaves brilliant with color best friends forever seeing the glass half full saying hi to all of you wind before the storm young love old love( never giving up) or trading in for a new model painting photography baking loving  sorry my list is long so Ill stop... |
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....let's talk about simple things. Glad you brought it up... rain falling on a tin roof( me and better half inside) running on a horse through the fields old farm houses round haybales snow falling softly children laughing old barns telling time waves crashing all around you the sand between your toes a loons cry being on the water the wind through the tall pines cozy firplace( me and my man) tackeling my blue jean man and just playing around 65 mustand convert and burning rubber sunsets sunrise hazzelnut coffee rows of corn fall leaves brilliant with color best friends forever seeing the glass half full saying hi to all of you wind before the storm young love old love( never giving up) or trading in for a new model painting photography baking loving sorry my list is long so Ill stop...
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....let's talk about simple things. Glad you brought it up... rain falling on a tin roof( me and better half inside) running on a horse through the fields old farm houses round haybales snow falling softly children laughing old barns telling time waves crashing all around you the sand between your toes a loons cry being on the water the wind through the tall pines cozy firplace( me and my man) tackeling my blue jean man and just playing around 65 mustand convert and burning rubber sunsets sunrise hazzelnut coffee rows of corn fall leaves brilliant with color best friends forever seeing the glass half full saying hi to all of you wind before the storm young love old love( never giving up) or trading in for a new model painting photography baking loving sorry my list is long so Ill stop... NEVER STOP, go on sistah! Let the beauty pour down - like your smile shining!!! 
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Edited by
Dancere
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Thu 02/26/09 04:44 PM
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Round and round we go
 We hold each other's hands We live our lives in a circle  Our love is strong And the dance goes on ... 
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Dancere, have you always been so spiritual or is it something you've acquired over time?
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Dancere, have you always been so spiritual or is it something you've acquired over time? OK, I am a lil different - ALWAYS was. Started reading at 5 and read only my mother's college botany books - and ANYTHING/EVERYTHING about horses and fairies. I spent my entire childhood being a horse or a fairy. My imagination is STRONG w/ the FORCE.  I am straight from the trees and flowers, seriously! One of my professor's nailed it SO well. He said: "You are the most grounded airy-fairy I've ever known!" Though I've an overactive right brain, it is anchored in balance w/ a strong left brain. THANKFULLY!!!
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Right on. I've always been smart but pretty much in the clouds. Makes living in the real world difficult but I somehow manage to pull on my resources. Lately I've realized that I'm noticing things I never much paid attention to before. Yesterday I was listening to Pet Sounds by the Beach Boys and was knocked out by that little bit at the end where you hear that train followed by the barking dog. I just love that.
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Oh, you're VERY smart and talented and kind and funny. That's a killer combo, love. You da man, the REAL deal ...
Yeah, the clouds are something I'm oft' in. I keep the rooted wood visualization going. You should see my self portrait in pencil: Upper half is a nude w/ hair made of leaves, bottom is a tree trunk w/ "ententacling" roots that go on forever ... I FEEL IT ...
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Hey...sorry I disappeared. My friend Deb called cuz' she was wondering how I was getting to a meeting tomorrow since she has to work and can't take me. Thanks for the nice compliments. They made me feel good. Your pretty nifty yourself ya' know.
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Edited by
Dancere
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Sat 02/28/09 07:55 AM
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Hey...sorry I disappeared. My friend Deb called cuz' she was wondering how I was getting to a meeting tomorrow since she has to work and can't take me. Thanks for the nice compliments. They made me feel good. Your pretty nifty yourself ya' know. Ah, thanx ... BEAUTY:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0B7sH5QLyXY  Mummer's Dance - Loreena McKeenit (GREAT gratitune! Reminds me so much of my many morning dew walks in Scotland, Eireland, Devon and Cornwall ... breathtaking... ) When in the springtime of the year When the trees are crowned with leaves When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew Are dressed in ribbons fair When owls call the breathless moon In the blue veil of the night The shadows of the trees appear Amidst the lantern light We've been rambling all the night And some time of this day Now returning back again We bring a garland gay Who will go down to those shady groves And summon the shadows there And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms In the springtime of the year The songs of birds seem to fill the wood That when the fiddler plays All their voices can be heard Long past their woodland days And so they linked their hands and danced Round in circles and in rows And so the journey of the night descends When all the shades are gone "A garland gay we bring you here And at your door we stand It is a sprout well budded out The work of our Lord's hand" |
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Well there was this one time...I was walking down the street when I came across a man, a simple man by all means dressed down in a rather odd looking coat with some beige slacks that screamed "I'm stuck in a corporate office!". My first question was "what are you doing out here?", his response followed "I'm washing my clothes"...
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Edited by
Dancere
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Make sure to watch the video w/ this, so well nails the vibe essence. My friend's family own this lil Scottish Isle, about one mile by one and a half mile. It used to belong to the tutor to the last Emperor of China(played by Peter O'Toole in the film.). It had 2 grand houses and sheep. About 8-10 of us used to rowboat there w/ a months supplies and just live in the mystic. The Aurora Borealis/Northern Lights were our spectacular evening movie. Now THAT is a treasured memory most sublime!!!  Here's another song that takes me to that island, specifically! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFhKmMWG3WE Hey...sorry I disappeared. My friend Deb called cuz' she was wondering how I was getting to a meeting tomorrow since she has to work and can't take me. Thanks for the nice compliments. They made me feel good. Your pretty nifty yourself ya' know. Ah, thanx ... BEAUTY: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0B7sH5QLyXY Mummer's Dance - Loreena McKeenit (GREAT gratitune! Reminds me so much of my many morning dew walks in Scotland, Eireland, Devon and Cornwall ... breathtaking... ) When in the springtime of the year When the trees are crowned with leaves When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew Are dressed in ribbons fair When owls call the breathless moon In the blue veil of the night The shadows of the trees appear Amidst the lantern light We've been rambling all the night And some time of this day Now returning back again We bring a garland gay Who will go down to those shady groves And summon the shadows there And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms In the springtime of the year The songs of birds seem to fill the wood That when the fiddler plays All their voices can be heard Long past their woodland days And so they linked their hands and danced Round in circles and in rows And so the journey of the night descends When all the shades are gone "A garland gay we bring you here And at your door we stand It is a sprout well budded out The work of our Lord's hand" |
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Forgot to mention - the entire crew of friends that we'd take to the lil island, were musicians, and we had no electricity there. Incredible! Ah, good times ... Mull of Kintyre Mull of Kintyre Oh mist rolling in from the sea, My desire is always to be here Oh Mull of Kintyre Far have I traveled and much have I seen Dark distant mountains with valleys of green. Past painted deserts the sunsets on fire As he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre. Mull of Kintyre Oh mist rolling in from the sea, My desire is always to be here Oh Mull of Kintyre Sweep through the heather like deer in the glen Carry me back to the days I knew then. Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir Of the life and the time of the Mull of Kintyre. Mull of Kintyre Oh mist rolling in from the sea, My desire is always to be here Oh Mull of Kintyre Smiles in the sunshine And tears in the rain Still take me back to where my memories remain Flickering embers growing higher and higher As they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre Mull of Kintyre Oh mist rolling in from the sea, My desire is always to be here Oh Mull of Kintyre Mull of Kintyre Oh mist rolling in from the sea, My desire is always to be here Oh Mull of Kintyre My friend's family own this lil Scottish Isle, about one mile by one and a half mile. It used to belong to the tutor to the last Emperor of China(played by Peter O'Toole in the film.). It had 2 grand houses and sheep. About 8-10 of us used to rowboat there w/ a months supplies and just live in the mystic. The Aurora Borealis/Northern Lights were our spectacular evening movie. Now THAT is a treasured memory most sublime!!! Here's another song that takes me to that island, specifically! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFhKmMWG3WE |
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I had trouble sleeping last nite so I put in a tape I made last time I was at the beach of the sound of the waves. Worked like a charm. Hi Dancere.
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I had trouble sleeping last nite so I put in a tape I made last time I was at the beach of the sound of the waves. Worked like a charm. Hi Dancere. Hey boy child! Top of the mornin' ... I sleep w/ the sound of rain EVERY night! I'm a real and true, through and through - water baby! Did ya listen to those 2 sweet songs? 
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Yea...right before I posted. Yr, like, the Queen of Gratitune.(lol)
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Yea...right before I posted. Yr, like, the Queen of Gratitune.(lol) I'm the princess in waiting, locked in the big tower ...  Need a lil help here ...
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I'll gladly be yr Knight In Shining Armor...Repunzel
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Edited by
Dancere
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Sat 02/28/09 08:54 AM
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Dang! Knew I shouldn't have cut my hair ...
 What will we ever do about the golden stair being braided in my cedar box! 
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