'Happiness, here it comes, like a train on a track...'
Thursday, 1 May 2014
May Day
Happy happy, joy joy, it's May! Flowering free May.
'Happiness, here it comes, like a train on a track...'
'Happiness, here it comes, like a train on a track...'
Monday, 21 April 2014
Hello My Old Heart
Whatever about Easter falling in April, this month to me, is always the one in which the chrysalis on my winter-worn heart is shed. Spring is fully here, and a new year (my birthday falls in April) means new wings eager for flight.
It is like rediscovering your old heart - your oh-so-better beating true self, youthful, vibrant, alive and believing, triumphant free hoping heart!
Here's to this season of becoming (who you really are/want to be.) And the jubilant joy of it :)
Thursday, 17 April 2014
April, Approximately
'Oh look at you now, best I ever seen...'
The sound of April, of spring, of new light, new possibilities, new loves, new feelings, new chapter:
The sound of April, of spring, of new light, new possibilities, new loves, new feelings, new chapter:
Saturday, 5 April 2014
Heart's Content
Funny to think that love has a rule of its own and never dies, goes on living without its hosts. Strange surmise isn't it? But sweet yes. And maybe true.
'We both retreat to opposing sands and the love lives on without us...'
'We both retreat to opposing sands and the love lives on without us...'
Tuesday, 18 March 2014
Saturday, 15 March 2014
Reconsideration
How susceptible we are to the heart's hopes. To feel torn between letting go and all the while, secretly, silently, hoping for the heart to step up and win out, and overrule against it...in a crescendo of true feeling.
Monday, 24 February 2014
Small Steps, Big Jumps
It's almost Spring. Some days I skip along to this, haloed by sun, others I stumble back into winter. Small steps can be big jumps. Big jumps can be small steps. Big jumps can be gentle, glorious in small/big ways.
Sunday, 23 February 2014
Love, Always
'If you love someone, either you always will, or you never have.'
True.
Lana Del Rey's tone is the only one to express this sentiment perfectly:
True.
Lana Del Rey's tone is the only one to express this sentiment perfectly:
Friday, 14 February 2014
Love, Love, Love
Happy Valentine's Day!
I have to say, I love Valentine's Day, regardless of relationship status. It's a day dedicated to love. And in this day and age of modern indifference and emotional apathy, I think it's a much-needed day, whether it has corny connotations or not!
And no matter how many times I get my heart broken, I can never give up on Love. The lows are low, but the highs - well they are so worth it. How could it be possible to fall out of love with love?
To love!
'Love, love, love...'
'All the very best of us
string ourselves up for love...'
This is just a big, happy, smiley, cheesy celebration of love that you just can't help but sing along with! It might even make you smile :) ~ Love is Endless
Tuesday, 11 February 2014
February Fervour
It's February. First step into a new season, a fresh beginning. Saying goodbye to winter and hello to new warmth.
And it feels something like this:
And it feels something like this:
Wednesday, 1 January 2014
Happy New Year
Two songs for New Year's. The first, The Goo Goo Dolls' 'Better Days' for its embodiment of hope at this time of year, 'for tonight's the night the world begins again...':
and then The National's 'Blank Slate' , with its brilliant resolution refrain: 'Gonna be a blank slate/gonna wear a white cape'... I dare you to get that one out of your head now you've heard it!
Monday, 30 December 2013
New Year
'Don't let me into this year with an empty heart, with an empty heart. Don't let me into this year with an empty heart...'
Monday, 18 November 2013
Thursday, 17 October 2013
Hunter's Moon
If ever there was a moon to howl at, this'd be it: October's Full Moon, known as the Hunter Moon (occuring 17-18th October)
These songs remind me of this moon - i.e empowerment, self-realisation, and an unveiling of potential ~
Wednesday, 2 October 2013
Autumn Aware
La Rocca are the band I associate most with this time of year. The leaving, letting go, and moving on. The rustling copper leaves and their breezy burnished beats go together, like a freshening wind, blowing the previous season's accumulations away and preparing the way for a big significant change.
'Non-Believer', by the way, one of my favourite ever songs. Play it loud and often to change your life.
'Do you take the non-believers? Cause I'm a non-believer...'
'Make a friend of who you are....the future's getting brighter...'
'Cause I know a place I'm going to like nowhere that you've been....'
Monday, 23 September 2013
Fake Empire
I can't believe I haven't posted The National here yet, my favourite modern band.
Morose and miserable, they describe disillusion (and everything starting with 'dis') like no one else. Into the winter season we go:
Morose and miserable, they describe disillusion (and everything starting with 'dis') like no one else. Into the winter season we go:
Sunday, 22 September 2013
Sing to the Moon
This is just amazing...
Monday, 16 September 2013
Music/Musing for a New Season
Learning to adapt to and accept a new season...
This is equivalent to being smacked in the face and embracing a ten-force wind of change! It'll blow the cobwebs right off:
This is equivalent to being smacked in the face and embracing a ten-force wind of change! It'll blow the cobwebs right off:
Tuesday, 3 September 2013
September Sadness
I don't like September. Don't like the seasonal change. Lots of other changes. And the darkness coming in fast.
Sunday, 25 August 2013
If Only
'It made me think of you, it made me think of you...'
If only sometimes, we could do the thing we really wanted to do, recognised the moment for what it was - an opportunity, a flight path - used our wings instead of wishing for them.
Then we wouldn't be haunted by regret (and a fear of flying)
If only sometimes, we could do the thing we really wanted to do, recognised the moment for what it was - an opportunity, a flight path - used our wings instead of wishing for them.
Then we wouldn't be haunted by regret (and a fear of flying)
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