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happy birthday robert palmer
january 19thand thank you ronnie-oh! for introducing me to him little over a year ago ...
yes, that's right, eye was asleep for over 14 years,
and did not realize the meaning of the following quote
until mr. muse-ical man introduced me to r.p.
and at least one hundred others
"Every once in a while we have feelings so deep and so special that we have no words for them. Music names them for us, only in notes instead of in words. It's all in the way music moves -- we must never forget that music is movement, always going somewhere, shifting and changing, and flowing, from one note to another; and that movement can tell us more about the way we feel than a million words can." ~ leonard bernstein on "what does music mean"
www.youtube.com/watch
sweating hot
to all my friends . . . no matter your sexual orientation . . .show me the sweat
eye'll start:
www.youtube.com/watch
www.youtube.com/watch
eye could (and have been) watching them for daze and daze and daze . . .
eye hypnotize easily (and daily)
"Unable To Find The Specified Listing"
a few hours ago i posted
(or so i thought)
a happy muther's day listing
and i am surprised to discover now
that it may not be published
so here goes again . . .
yeah, it's that important to me
and no, i didn't save a copy of the original submission
so who knows what i said the 1st time around
ironically this is the day that more phone calls are placed on this planet
than any other so-called holiday
and yet
it will most likely be the day in which i do not
speak with those i love on the phone
also, it strikes me as humorous that i updated my profile with my theme song just yesterday
may your day
YOUR EVERY DAY
be filled with live-giving, nuturing, devouring
motherly protecting
of that which is fruit-full and fertile
sometimes that is found in silence*
love,
aurelia
* initially, i thought of doing a mass tribe invitation
to "theeveryoneontribetribe," with this mother's day
greeting embedded therein... and noticed that those
broadcasts can only be done in threes... so... thank yew,
red heads of the world unite, fur the ID'er
can anyone relate?
i have listened to this for the last 12+ hours
www.youtube.com/watch
can you relate?
what do you think?
listen to the answer
wean yourself ~little by little, wean yourself
this is the gist of what i have to say.
from the embryo, whose nourishment comes in the blood
move to an infant drinking milk,
to a child on solid food,
to a searcher after wisdom,
to a hunter of more invisible game.
think of how it is to have a conversation with an embryo.
you might say, "the world outside is vast and intricate.
there are wheatfields and mountain passes,
and orchards in bloom.
at night, there are millions of galaxies, and in sunlgiht
the beauty of friends dancing at a wedding."
you ask the embryo why he, of she, stays cooped up
in the dark with eyes closed.
listen to the answer.
there is no "other world."
i only know what i've experienced.
you must be hallucinating.
~ rumi
Give This Cat The Best Playlister Award in Cyberspace
also a great place to go when tribe is down . . . open an account . . . let's be friends there, too . . . post some of your favorite videos . . . put your pictures in different albums . . . whatever you do, have fun, and be sure to listen to this playlist! cyberhugs to you!here's the playlist to beat all:
triberefugees.ning.com/profil...Johnson
every genre represented . . .
old, new, in between . . .
eclectric soul . . .
turn up your speakers... or wear headphones ... and feed your soul ! ! !
Love 101
Us TogetherI do not like anything the way I
like you in your underwear I like you
and in your party clothes o my in your
party clothes and with nothing on at all
you do not need to wear a thing at all
for me to like you and you may talk or
not talk I like you either way nothing
makes me feel so nearly at home on Earth
as just to be with you and say nothing.
Poem: "Us Together" by George Johnston
thank you
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, 'How was the trip?'
'It was great, Dad.'
'Did you see how poor people live?' the father asked.
'Oh yeah,' said the son.
'So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?' asked the father.
The son answered:
'I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, 'Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.'
. . .
isn't perspective wonderful?
thanks, darlis & james, for this email . . .
i so appreciate everything . . .
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