The Goddess Is Awake & She's Singing...

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The Ideal Man...

What I thought a real man should be like - strong, silent, interestingly and mysteriously wounded and still vulnerable!

Oh, youthful crushes and fantasies...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Woodward

Songs Between Lovers...

Ewan MacColl wrote this for Peggy Seeger, his life partner and mother of his son and daughter...

and Peggy wrote this for Ewan...

and this is daughter Kirsty MacColl's debut single (1979) which she wrote and composed.   She died in 2000.

Once Upon A Time Minstrels Would Sing Of Love...

Not anymore...

Here's Ewan MacColl's offering (he was a communist from the English city of Manchester)...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ewan_MacColl

Women Raise Their Voices...

Time to listen to the women again...

Peter, Paul & Mary...

Different time/day, same issues/message...

George Michael & Lost Love...

Pays to listen to this man's songs - there's a lot going on... 

 LYRICS:

Kindness in your eyes
I guess you heard me cry
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
I'm blessed I know
Heaven sent and heaven stole
You smiled at me like
Jesus to a child
And what I have learned
From all this pain
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone or anything again
But now i know

When you find a love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you on those cold, cold nights
When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you when there's no hope in sight

Sadness in my eyes
No one guessed, well no one tried
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
Loveless and cold
With your last breath you saved my soul
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
And what have I learned
From all these tears
I've waited for you all those years
Then just when it began
He took your love away
But I still say

[Repeat chorus]

So the words you could not say
I'll sing them for you
And the love we would have made
I'll make it for two
For every single memory
Has become a part of me
You will always be my love

Well I've been loved
So I know just what love is
And the lover that i kissed is always by my side
Oh the lover I still miss...was Jesus to a child.

 

 

LYRICS:

Turn down the lights, turn down the bed
Turn down these voices, inside my head
Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don't patronize
Don't patronize me
 

Chorus:

Cause I can't make you love me if you don't
You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't
No, you won't
And I can't make you love me, if you don't

I close my eyes, then I won't see
The love you don't feel, when you're holding me
Morning will come, and I'll do what's right
Just give me till then, to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight
 

Chorus
 

Ain't no use in you trying
You don't love me
Baby, ain't no use in you trying
If you don't love me
Ain't nothing I can do

 

 

 

The Manhattan Transfer Sings Christmas...

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Now...

And that's the last Christmas post from me this year (except maybe a debrief in the next couple of days)...

Thank you for indulging me in my Christmas obsession these past few days... 

I hope and wish for you that whatever your connection is with the sacred in life, that if this is the time of year when you pay special attention to that divine nature, your holy days are full of peace and joy...

Namaste

(the Divine in me recognises and honours the Divine in you)

Drumming For The King...

I had no gift to give, so I played my drum for him...

Amazing Grace - Did You Know?

The history of the hymn, according to Wintley Phipps: 

 

First Peoples' renditions of Amazing Grace: 

Blind Love...

It's all in the eyes...

Don't know which I like best... Garfunkel's version:

or this mix, by The Complexions and The Flamingos, used as the theme for the movie A Bronx Tale:

Lyrics:

My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you
Sha bop sha bop

Are the stars out tonight
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
I only have eyes for you dear

The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky
I only have eyes for you

I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue

You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you

Moody & Blue...

Nights In White Satin - one of my favourite songs.   

When I was young, I thought the words were "knights in white satin"... and my naive mind was filled with romantic, fairy tale images... 

Where are those knights/nights when you need them most, eh?

Lyrics:

Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.

'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.

Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through they can't understand.
Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.

And I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.

Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I've always missed, with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.

'Cos I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.

Breath deep
The gathering gloom
Watch lights fade
From every room
Bedsitter people
Look back and lament
Another day's useless
Energy spent

Impassioned lovers
Wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love
And has none
New mother picks up
And suckles her son
Senior citizens
Wish they were young

Cold hearted orb
That rules the night
Removes the colours
From our sight
Red is gray and
Yellow white
But we decide
Which is right
And
Which is an Illusion

What To Do In The Face Of Doom & Gloom...

So, I rub your noses in how bad the world has become... democracy is dead, the environment is dead, our society is terminally ill, the rich get richer and rule the world and the poor go begging...

Such a horrible mess... But - what to do, what to do?

Resist, Rebel, Revolt...

Follow Gandhi's lead and practise satyagraha, defined as

resistance to tyranny through mass civil disobedience...  

Some ideas on how to resist passively:

• stop paying taxes - income taxes, property taxes, sales taxes (stop buying things, or buy mail order from states that don't have sales tax); there is reason to argue that US income tax demands are unconstitutional and illegal

• take all your money out of the merchant banks; use only cash and if you must use a financial institution, use a community bank or credit union

• when you have to pay government or utility or corporation bills, pay late in tiny amounts... or everyone pays on the same, last day... or pay with coins... or pay "in kind" with goods and services - turn up with $100 worth of groceries, or an I Owe You (IOU) certificate for two massages, or two hours of ironing, or a computer clean up, or a car detail, or a painting, or a concert or whatever is your skill and talent

• buy local, supporting small businesses and local producers - food, clothing, other goods and services

• stop listening to/watching/reading mainstream radio/TV/newspapers - they've all been bought and are only giving you the information the oligarchs want you to have

• counteract the media propaganda machines -  place full page ads broadcasting your message in newspapers etc

• start up local community radio and TV stations, print off your own news sheets and hand out and paste up flyers on local issues

• name names - identify the people involved in this destruction of democracy.   They're easy enough to investigate and to discredit - they all have skeletons in their closets they'd rather we don't know about

• organise in your own communities and take back the power - sit-ins, rallies, marches.   Make your demands and refuse to compromise or give in until you get those demands met

• choose a day and organise local, regional and/or national days of non-violent protests or sit-ins and continue doing it on that day each week

• connect with other communities to share ideas and resources, and for moral support

• carry out rolling strikes in industry and the service sectors, public and private - those who have resources, share with those who have not, organise child and elder care for those who need it, share picket line duties

• write and record and broadcast music that reflects how you feel

• write songs and have large groups of citizens gather to sing them on a weekly basis

• decommission surveillance cameras on public buildings and streets - have you been asked for your permission to be videotaped  while you're going about your lawful business?

• turn off water supplies to the buildings in which corporations have their headquarters

• decorate buildings with flowers, flags and slogans like: "An elephant cannot swallow a hedgehog."

• paint murals all over the city, making your views and demands public

• paint out corporate billboards and advertising

 

• turn up en masse at all local authority meetings and demand that your representatives listen to you... and keep it up, week after week after week

• write letters of complaint to every single ombudsman or civil authority you can think of - tie up the system with paperwork until it collapses

• use flash mob ideas to stage protests, block major intersections

• go "off-grid" as much as you can, and build communities of people "off-grid"

We Are The System

it can't exist without our participation...

 

Gorgeous Man, Gorgeous Name, Gorgeous Voice...

 

 

Whirimako Black: "E Te Kai" & "My Funny Valentine"

Two songs (in Maori) from one of my favourite New Zealand/Aotearoa (Land of the Long White Cloud) singers - Whirimako Black...

This song is about Tanimahuta - the god of the forest - and the honor of this god, the honor of food, collecting food, the source of the food, preparation, and family; also the honor of the land and where you come from.   It is an old Tohue waiata (song).

When Things Get Really, Really Rough & Tough...

I sing this... not as well as fellow Kiwi Hayley Westenra, but well enough to lift my spirits...

and here's another New Zealander, Sir Howard Morrison, singing How Great Thou Art, first in English and then in Maori - his mother tongue - absolutely, powerfully, spine-tinglingly gorgeous ...



and here's my other "time to crawl out of the rut" sacred song - The Lord is My Shepherd:




and yes I'm a feminist and I honour the Goddess and no, I'm not a Christian, though I believe in the values taught by the man Jesus... there's truth and great song in all traditions...