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Music… the pulse of life

The theme of the second movement (top) transfo...

The theme of the second movement (top) transformed in the third movement (bottom) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Music is simply amazing.

It has a rhythm like the pulse within our veins. A beat, a flow, a life. It stimulates the senses and evokes a mood.

A fast, stimulating rhythm for a productive workout. An angst ridden, dramatic piece for when you need a good cry. A playful, sunny sound to enhance your happiness. A peaceful, soothing tune for meditation.

It is a way to express yourself, to create a melody that fits your life. Expressionism through words. An art form. A voice for your soul.

When put into movies or tv, it helps the viewer feel the movie. It stimulates emotions for the current scene and creates a specific atmosphere. It transports you to a different time or place.

Music brings back memories once forgotten, it reminds you to feel the moment and live within it, it brings you dreams of a better tomorrow.

Music can be used as a tool to express yourself, or for coping with life. It is your blood, sweat, tears, anger, hate, love, joy, sadness, and your state of bliss. It is everything. It is the pulse of your life. It is whatever you want it to be. It is whatever you need it to be.

Country, rock, jazz, blues, gospel, contemporary, instrumental, classical, industrial, techno, pop, pop rock, alternative, hip-hop, rap, metal, dubstep, electronic, latin, reggae, dance…… the style is as endless as our thoughts and emotions. Every single one has a rhythm and a flow filled with life. Not only do we hear and listen to music but so do we feel it with our heart and soul.

Music molds us, comforts us, stimulates us, and bonds us. Music helps us through our grief, our stress, our anger. Music is uplifting, encouraging, and energizing.

It shapes us and we shape it.

We change it just as it changes us.

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Maybe this is why I get nothing done

Well……. the good news. I have a new phone with a better camera.

The bad news. This is what’s been happening when I finally sit down to type a post on a PC.

 

We have 2 dogs and 2 cats. The cats have yet to get along with the dogs (they were ours before the dogs and they are not so keen on sharing the household). This has been a work in progress. Needless to say, when the cats do get your attention, they want ALL of your attention.

Now that I’m finally getting to post, it’s past my bedtime. Again. I’ve actually been quite emotionally drained lately, what with all the illnesses, relatives in the hospital, and other family and work drama that I usually try to avoid…. my emotions have gone a bit wonky. Yes, wonky. I really want to type up another peice about me, like maybe a part after I was an infant. But what I’d really like to get to is the now. the emotional, the reading people, the seeing people. I am just not clear on how to go about that yet. I’m sure it’ll come to me as it should.

In the meantime, and before I fall asleep, I thought i’d tr posting some pics i took this weekend with my new camera phone. They are definately nothing spectacular, and I really didn’t spend much time trying to get pictures, I was busy with family and my grandparents celebration of 80 birthdays.  🙂

without further ado, here are some boring, unprofessional, quick… what can I find to take a picture of, pictures. They aught to be much better than the other ones and i’m excited to see how they turn out on this.

 

They may be boring but they are a lesson for me.

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Lights… Camera… Action!

I love movies. Preferably action, fantasy, comedy, and even sci-fi. I enjoy the ability to lose myself into another time, place, or world even of it is only for a few hours. This is also why I enjoy books, music, and some tv shows. They all allow you to set any troubles you may have for the time being and focus on someone else’s, who usually has it worse than you. Or they make you laugh til you wet yourself and you try lamely attempt to pass it off a spilling your soda. Or they make remind you of the goodness ans possibilities abound that are right in front of your face if you would just pay attention more often.

I love movies. I love the thought that it is possible for everyday people to become and be someone extraordinary. You can be the person who saves your loved one from the brink of something disastrous. You can be the person who laughs in the face of danger because you know that you are bulletproof or are perfectly capable of dodging the knife with your astoundingly fast super speed. You can be the person who saved the world from complete and total destruction and be proud even though most of the world will not know it was because of you.

For the first time in my life… Ever… I really wish I was able to act. Actually, its more like I wish I had more guts. I probably could act, and quite well, but lack of self-confidence and extreme stag fright have steered me in another direction entirely. But i think it would be amazing to be able to be someone else for a little while. To be the drop dead gorgeous person that has people swooning and fighting for you. To be the bad ass hero who can kick almost anyone’s ass anytime the occasion called for it. To be the villan, just once, because it would feel so good to be so bad and not actually have the end result that villans bring about. To be able to take off my shoes and walk in another’s knowing full well that you can get to put back on your own.

But it was never meant for me I suppose. Oh, my life has been like the movies, some of them at least, and not usually the ones I care to watch. I have lived it, so I prefer not to watch it. I really would have much rather been able to kick the living sh!t outta the bad guys though, all the while looking hot and not even breaking a nail.

As I give this some thought though, I must admit the truth. We really are all hero’s of some sort or another. We are parents of children with illnesses who look to us for hope. We are teachers and mentors of people who look to us for guidance and direction. We are cancer survivors who rally together to help others like us in need. We are the rock in rough waters to cling to. We are the arms that are there to support when the knees weaken. We are the light at the end of the tunnel.

It may still go unrecognized by others at times but we know we have done the right thing, at the right time, and have saved someone’s world even if it was not the whole of the world. Ah…. But if everyone, saves someone, then together we have all saved the world.

So now you know…. You have helped save the world. You are a superhero. You should be feeling really good and very proud of yourself right about now…. Because you deserve it!

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Strangers in the morning

I talked with a stranger yesterday morning. It was a quite an interesting conversation, one that I wish could have been more in depth on several of the subjects we briefly went over, but that would have required a lot more time which I did not have.

He was out to promote business, his wife & sister in laws business. He was handing out flyers to people to vote for this business venture of some technology that would be a benifit to patients with surgery and the military. Some sort of no fog lens for scopes and goggles. You go thru facebook, vote for the idea, give them support for their effort, to assist them in getting a grant so they may peruse their venture. The whole of the idea is to benifit possibly millions of people. A very good persuit in my opinion.
I do not have a website or any other detailed information other than the flyer that was given me, and I am not entirely sure of the rules & regulations on this blogsite for helping promote someone (which I should look into if I plan on posting something like that, which I dis not), but that is not why meeting this person has stuck with me. It is the fact that in my untrusting nature I had a rather long conversation with this man all the while continuing to want to have a more in depth conversation though I knew that was not going to be possible. Not at that time at least. Heck, I would have liked to have been the quiet mouse in the corner while him and my husband had a conversation, it would have been interesting and enlightening.

Here’s the thing, I don’t really know much about him but this is what I saw. He has come a long way from where he could have ended up. He has confidence, faith,  and a good heart. He sees and brings out in others what they fail to see in themselves. He sees the bright side and doesn’t dwell in the dark. He is motivated for all the right reasons and for all the right things. It appears that everything he touches turns to gold but only because he makes it that way. He makes lemonade out of lemons so to speak. He effects people, in a good way, without them even knowing it. He has a faith in man that I have not seen in a very long time. He wants to help people become better, to do better, and be better. He sets out to so more, and he does. He does good for those around him.

There is a reason for everything. My meeting him was not by chance, I knew that when I saw him. He effected everyone he met that day, wether they knew it or not. But… He is just a man. A human being. Like you, like me. He has had heartache, disappointment, and struggles as we all do and it has made him who he is today. A teacher, a fighter, a giver, a guide.

There are wonderful people in this world. There are magical people in this world. There are amazing people in this world. Everyone of us is one of those people should we chose to be. You may not always realise the live and hearts of those you touch but you do so everyday. Do that in a way that you can be proud of. It may be the smallest or simplest thing to you that will make the world for someone else. You will brighten their day or even give them hope. Your simple, small act of kindness or consideration can change the life of another. Remember that you can, do, and will change lives and change the world and it will probably be simple gesture on your part. One of the best things you could do is start with a smile.

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Todays blogging adventure

You woulda thought that is have learned the 1st time I reblogged posts via something other than a pc, but I guess not. Oh well, wanted to share the love, thoughts, and post anyways. Ha ha. Enjoy!

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Passing it on…

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Our experience as individuals on Earth seems to be dividable into two parts:
“the observed” (or “the doer”) and “the observer” (or “the witness”).

The doer is what we watch. Much of the doer’s life is already laid out: its body, inclinations, family, and initial location. There’s also the extensive pre-built infrastructure of civilization. And on top of that, there appears to be a randomness component that tends to affect aspects of the doer’s life.

Without the observer, the doer would not exist in a sense. If nothing is witnessing our lives, what is the point of existing, it’d be the same as not existing. So it appears that the observer is here to watch life happen.

But just because the doer experiences something “bad”, the observer doesn’t need to get upset. In the same way we enjoy turmoil in fiction, we can enjoy it in the doer’s life, as…

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Passing it on…

Well-crafted Words

Our experience as individuals on Earth seems to be dividable into two parts:
“the observed” (or “the doer”) and “the observer” (or “the witness”).

The doer is what we watch. Much of the doer’s life is already laid out: its body, inclinations, family, and initial location. There’s also the extensive pre-built infrastructure of civilization. And on top of that, there appears to be a randomness component that tends to affect aspects of the doer’s life.

Without the observer, the doer would not exist in a sense. If nothing is witnessing our lives, what is the point of existing, it’d be the same as not existing. So it appears that the observer is here to watch life happen.

But just because the doer experiences something “bad”, the observer doesn’t need to get upset. In the same way we enjoy turmoil in fiction, we can enjoy it in the doer’s life, as…

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Interesting point of view.

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