Optimally, you learn something new every day.
Today's Highlights:
1. Being Puerto Rican can give you an edge
2. The truth about Claire Danes' cellulite and wide hips
3. Forgive the jerks in your life
4. You may be right, but you may have to keep your mouth shut, for now
4. Never go to the hardware store for apples
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Great Eulogy Passage from "Crossing Jordan"
"As I stand on a mountaintop as the great bird approaches, she is small in my sight but grows larger on approach, until I am blessed with a full sight of her graceful wings, proud countenance and good company. All too quickly, she grows small again on the horizon and disappears from view. And I call out: There, she's gone! But there are other mountaintops beyond me. And at the precise moment when I note the great bird's departure from my view, I know there are new eyes taking up the sight of her and fresh voices calling out: Here, she comes!"
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Missing the Good Ol' Days
Just got back from Jubilate Reunion, celebrating 35 years of alums, worship and fellowship. And I can tell you that I miss them already.
Somewhere close to 150 people showed up. Imagine all of them in the Practice Room.... Squeezed like sardines. From 1973 to 2008, Jubilate has been singing and bringing the word of God to people all over the country. And the scattered flock came back this weekend to reconnect to an organization that has continued to bring people together and changed lies. We had one woman all the way from Hungary.
The music was beautiful. The banquet was long and tiresome. We did have a night of wine and mingling downtown.
I got to connect with Meg for a hot moment while I stayed on her couch. There was also a lot of time spent with Sally, Jordan, and Sarah R. Which was so great because, when I think about it, we were together during an important time in our life. Along with Joey, Janice, Danny, Allison, Alden, and countless others, we grew up together and were there for each other. Even if it didn't feel like it at the time, we were family and could count on each other. And I can still count on them.... We're sisters and brothers. I love them so much. And I can't wait to see them at their weddings.
Next up..... Jordan Redman and Joseph Johnson!
Somewhere close to 150 people showed up. Imagine all of them in the Practice Room.... Squeezed like sardines. From 1973 to 2008, Jubilate has been singing and bringing the word of God to people all over the country. And the scattered flock came back this weekend to reconnect to an organization that has continued to bring people together and changed lies. We had one woman all the way from Hungary.
The music was beautiful. The banquet was long and tiresome. We did have a night of wine and mingling downtown.
I got to connect with Meg for a hot moment while I stayed on her couch. There was also a lot of time spent with Sally, Jordan, and Sarah R. Which was so great because, when I think about it, we were together during an important time in our life. Along with Joey, Janice, Danny, Allison, Alden, and countless others, we grew up together and were there for each other. Even if it didn't feel like it at the time, we were family and could count on each other. And I can still count on them.... We're sisters and brothers. I love them so much. And I can't wait to see them at their weddings.
Next up..... Jordan Redman and Joseph Johnson!
Monday, April 7, 2008
Welcome to My Life... for now
I'm sorry I have not updated. I have been very busy. So let's get the lowdown....
I'm in Chesapeake, Virginia. Staying in the house with Mom and Nana. This is has been a good thing and a bad thing, to say the least. I am constantly in looking for a place to move to. I really need to get my own apartment. Mom and I get along great; its my wonderful grandmother I have problems with. She drives me crazy five out of six days. I just need to get out of her 24/7 watch. I need to be able to live my own life!
Speaking of life, I am working as a Box Office Assistant in Portsmouth. It is a part-time job, but I have a great boss and good working environment. I mean, the women I work with are strong. And of course, I get to stay in the performing arts business. Of course, I'm not building stages, or teching, or vocal directing... But I'm working the monetary ends, and publicity... I get the business end.
On the horizon, I am considering many different options.
One of which would be grad school. There are different programs that are in this area in terms of Media, Film, and Theater. I'm still trying to figure out how to make it all work if i stay here. Because if I go to grad school, I'm not sure I can afford to move out. But I'm still figuring out things on that end.
Another option is finding another job in the area more directly involved in the media. Like at a television station. Or with some of the production studios in the area. I also have acquaintances who are starting their own productions companies. But all that seems to be moving a snail pace.
Another option is the picking up and moving to ... say, New York or Boston, or even D.C.. That will always be something that I should definitely do at some point.
See, this is a problem I get into when I am home. You get pulled into this vortex. This comfort zone that you can't get out of. And I know I need to break away, but do you ever feel like its just not the right time yet? There will be a right time. And even if it's not a right time, there will be a breaking point.
I'm in Chesapeake, Virginia. Staying in the house with Mom and Nana. This is has been a good thing and a bad thing, to say the least. I am constantly in looking for a place to move to. I really need to get my own apartment. Mom and I get along great; its my wonderful grandmother I have problems with. She drives me crazy five out of six days. I just need to get out of her 24/7 watch. I need to be able to live my own life!
Speaking of life, I am working as a Box Office Assistant in Portsmouth. It is a part-time job, but I have a great boss and good working environment. I mean, the women I work with are strong. And of course, I get to stay in the performing arts business. Of course, I'm not building stages, or teching, or vocal directing... But I'm working the monetary ends, and publicity... I get the business end.
On the horizon, I am considering many different options.
One of which would be grad school. There are different programs that are in this area in terms of Media, Film, and Theater. I'm still trying to figure out how to make it all work if i stay here. Because if I go to grad school, I'm not sure I can afford to move out. But I'm still figuring out things on that end.
Another option is finding another job in the area more directly involved in the media. Like at a television station. Or with some of the production studios in the area. I also have acquaintances who are starting their own productions companies. But all that seems to be moving a snail pace.
Another option is the picking up and moving to ... say, New York or Boston, or even D.C.. That will always be something that I should definitely do at some point.
See, this is a problem I get into when I am home. You get pulled into this vortex. This comfort zone that you can't get out of. And I know I need to break away, but do you ever feel like its just not the right time yet? There will be a right time. And even if it's not a right time, there will be a breaking point.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
In this fateful hour....
In the Words of Madeleine L'Engle:
In this fateful hour,
I place all Heaven with its power,
And the sun with its brightness,
And the snow with it whiteness,
And the fire with all the strength it hath,
And the lightning with its rapid wrath,
And the winds with their swiftness along their path,
And the sea with its deepness,
And the rocks with their steepness,
And the earth with its starkness,
All these I place
By God's almighty help and grace
Between myself and the powers of darkness.
" ' ...my dears, the world has been abnormal for so long that we've forgotten what it's like to live in a peaceful and reasonable climate. If there is to be any peace or reason, we have to create it in our own hearts and homes.'
' Even at a time like this?'
' Especially at a time like this. We don't know what the next twenty-four hours are going to bring, and if it should be what we fear, then the peace and quiet within us will come to our aid.' "
--A Swiftly Tilting Planet"
In this fateful hour,
I place all Heaven with its power,
And the sun with its brightness,
And the snow with it whiteness,
And the fire with all the strength it hath,
And the lightning with its rapid wrath,
And the winds with their swiftness along their path,
And the sea with its deepness,
And the rocks with their steepness,
And the earth with its starkness,
All these I place
By God's almighty help and grace
Between myself and the powers of darkness.
" ' ...my dears, the world has been abnormal for so long that we've forgotten what it's like to live in a peaceful and reasonable climate. If there is to be any peace or reason, we have to create it in our own hearts and homes.'
' Even at a time like this?'
' Especially at a time like this. We don't know what the next twenty-four hours are going to bring, and if it should be what we fear, then the peace and quiet within us will come to our aid.' "
--A Swiftly Tilting Planet"
Prayer of the Children
Can you hear the prayer of the children?
On bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room
Empty eyes with no more tears to cry
Turning heavenward toward the light
Crying Jesus, help me
To see the morning light-of one more day
But if I should die before I wake,
I pray my soul to take
Can you feel the hearts of the children?
Aching for home, for something of their very own
Reaching hands, with nothing to hold on to,
But hope for a better day a better day
Crying Jesus, help me
To feel the love again in my own land
But if unknown roads lead away from home,
Give me loving arms, away from harm
Can you hear the voice of the children?
Softly pleading for silence in a shattered world?
Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate,
Blood of the innocent on their hands
Crying Jesus, help me
To feel the sun again upon my face,
For when darkness clears I know you're near,
Bringing peace again
Dali cujete sve djecje molitive?
(Croatian for: 'Can you hear all the children's prayers?')
Can you hear the prayer of the children?
On bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room
Empty eyes with no more tears to cry
Turning heavenward toward the light
Crying Jesus, help me
To see the morning light-of one more day
But if I should die before I wake,
I pray my soul to take
Can you feel the hearts of the children?
Aching for home, for something of their very own
Reaching hands, with nothing to hold on to,
But hope for a better day a better day
Crying Jesus, help me
To feel the love again in my own land
But if unknown roads lead away from home,
Give me loving arms, away from harm
Can you hear the voice of the children?
Softly pleading for silence in a shattered world?
Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate,
Blood of the innocent on their hands
Crying Jesus, help me
To feel the sun again upon my face,
For when darkness clears I know you're near,
Bringing peace again
Dali cujete sve djecje molitive?
(Croatian for: 'Can you hear all the children's prayers?')
Can you hear the prayer of the children?
Friday, August 10, 2007
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