Nancy G. Brundrett's Heartmusic Journal
 

 
Whatever strikes my fancy now and then....
 
 
   
 
Monday, October 27, 2003
 
MONDAY...THE START OF A NEW WEEK...
TODAY'S THOUGHTS FROM "FIREFLY" ARE ABOUT
"TIME"

AND AN ASTRONOMER SAID, MASTER, WHAT OF TIME?
AND HE ANSWERED:
YOU WOULD MEASURE TIME THE MEASURELESS AND THE IMMEASURABLE.
YOU WOULD ADJUST YOUR CONDUCT AND EVEN DIRECT THE COURSE OF YOUR SPIRIT ACCORDING TO HOURS AND SEASONS.
OF TIME YOU WOULD MAKE A STREAM UPON WHOSE BANK YOU WOULD SIT AND WATCH IT'S FLOWING.
YET THE TIMELESS IN YOU IS AWARE OF LIFE'S TIMELESSNESS,
AND KNOWS THAT YESTERDAY IS BUT TODAY'S MEMORY AND TOMORROW IS TODAY'S DREAM.
AND THAT WHICH SINGS AND CONTEMPLATES IN YOU IS STILL DWELLING WITHIN THE BOUNDS OF THAT FIRST MOMENT WHICH SCATTERED THE STARS INTO SPACE.
WHO AMONG YOU DOES NOT FEEL THAT HIS POWER TO LOVE IS BOUNDLESS?
AND YET WHO DOES NOT FEEL THAT VERY LOVE, THOUGH BOUNDLESS, EMCOMPASSED WITHIN THE CENTRE OF HIS BEING, AND MOVING NOT FROM LOVE THOUGHT TO LOVE THOUGHT, NOR FROM LOVE DEEDS TO OTHER LOVE DEEDS?
AND IS NOT TIME EVEN AS LOVE IS, UNDIVIDED AND PACELESS?
BUT IF IN YOUR THOUGHT YOU MUST MEASURE TIME INTO SEASONS, LET EACH SEASON ENCIRCLE ALL THE OTHER SEASONS,
AND LET TODAY EMBRACE THE PAST WITH REMEMBRANCE AND THE FUTURE WITH LONGINGS.

WORDS FROM THE BOOK THE PROPHET BY:
KAHLIL GIBRAN

I JUST LOVE GREAT POETRY AND SPIRITUAL WRITINGS LIKE THE DEEPER STILL WORDS FOUND IN THIS LITTLE BOOK WRITTEN SO MANY YEARS OLD.

MAY YOUR BE FILLED WITH
TIME TO REFLECT ON LOVE
TIME TO APPRECIATE LOVE
TIME TO RECEIVE LOVE
TIME TO GIVE LOVE
TIME TO HAVE TIME!
TIME TO HEAR THE PURE VOICES OF YOUR SOUL
TIME TO SPEAK WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT AND LOVE TO OTHERS WHO NEED IT
TIME TO WATCH THE SUN RISE AND SET
TIME TO LISTEN TO THE WINTER WINDS COMING IN ON THE COAT TAIL OF AUTUMN AS THE LEAVES FALL FROM THE TREES DOING THEIR FALL DANCE
TIME TO GAZE AT THE NIGHT SKY AND LISTEN TO THE SILENCE OF THE TWINKLING STARS AND EVEN POINT AT A FEW OF THEM AND PERSONALLY NAME THEM
TIME TO THINK OF INFINITY AND WHAT LIES BEYOND THE
DARK NIGHT AND IT'S STARRY EYES
TIME TO OBSERVE THE BIRDS MIGRATING SOUTHWARD
TIME TO FEED SQUIRRELS IN A PRETTY PARK
TIME TO FIND A WATERFALL AT A REMOTE REST AREA IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE WHERE YOU CAN FEEL YOUR HEART BEAT AND HEAR EACH INHALE AND EXHALE OF AIR
TIME TO MEDIATE AND BE ONE WITH LOVE AND PURPOSE
TIME TO PRAY AND REMEMBER ALL THE BLESSINGS SO EASILY FORGOTTEN AND SWEEP AWAY FROM OUR MEMORIES LIKE DUST UNDER A RUG
TIME TO CRY AND LAUGH
TIME TO BE ME, GOD'S CREATION
TIME TO NOT LOOK AT YOUR WATCH, BECAUSE IT WILL ONLY PULL YOU BACK TO WHERE YOU DON'T REALLY WANT TO GO....
TIME TO BE FREE
TIME TO WATCH THE WAVES ROLL IN AND OUT AT THE MOUTH OF THE OCEAN
TIME TO WALK THE BEACH ON A LONELY WINTERY DAY
AND FIND TREASURES WASHED UP FOR YOUR EYES AND HANDS ONLY
TIME TO BE THANKFUL FOR EACH BREATH
EACH DAY
EACH NIGHT
TIME TO FEEL YOUR HEART AND SOUL SMILE DEEP INSIDE EACH CHANCE YOU HAVE TO GIVE AND RECEIVE LOVE
TIME IS LOVE, YOU KNOW....
I WISH YOU TIME TO LOVE AND BE LOVED!

RICH BLESSINGS YOUR WAY TODAY AS YOU STEER THROUGH YOUR LIFE AND TIME HERE ON EARTH, BUT REMEMBER TIME IS TIMELESS TO GOD...WHERE HE DWELLS THERE IS NO TIME...ONLY LOVE..DEEPER STILL LOVE...ETERNAL LOVE...IT'S A PLACE OF PEACE AND COMFORT...FOREVER IS A VERY LONG TIME!!!

NANCY G. "FIREFLY"

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Thursday, October 16, 2003
 
MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

By: Nancy G Brundrett alias "firefly"

SHE CAME TO HER OCEAN HOME
WHERE THE SAND AND TIDE MEETS FOAM
THE WORDS LOCKED IN HER HEART
YEARS AND MEMORIES TORE HER APART

FOOTPRINTS TRACING DOWN THE BEACH
THE SHELLS AND TREASURES WITHIN HER REACH
SHE CLIMBED THE OCEAN CLIFF
PATH WAS STEEP AND HIGH
HOLDING A BOTTLE, HER THOUGHTS OF DAYS GONE BY

REMEMBERING THIS PLACE AS A CHILD
RUNNING FREE, HER SPIRIT WAS WILD
NOW A LIFE TURNED AND TOSSED
REACHING FOR ALL THE THINGS SHE'D LOST

AND WITH ALL HER MIGHT
UNDER A WATCHFUL STARRY NIGHT
A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE NO ONE WOULD SEE
SHE PICKED IT UP AND THREW IT INTO THE SEA
INTO THE SEA

AND THE SALTY RAIN WAS FALLING DOWN
UPON THE STREETS OF THIS OLD SEASIDE TOWN
OUT OF THE BLUE, DOLPHINS ROSE AND KISSED THE SKY
SHE LOOKED TO HEAVEN ASKED HER GOD WHY

SHE DREAMED OF THE DAY
WHEN SOMEONE WOULD COME HER WAY
WITH A NEW SUNRISE AND NO PAIN
BRINGING BLUE SKIES, NO MORE RAIN

AND WITH ALL HER MIGHT
UNDER A WATCHFUL STARRY NIGHT
A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE NO ONE WOULD SEE
SHE PICKED IT UP AND THREW INTO THE SEA
INTO THE SEA

THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE
WAS FROM THE DEPTH OF HER SOUL
IF YOU HAPPEN TO PICK IT UP
ON YOUR NEXT LONELY BEACH STROLL
READ THE WORDS AND STORY SHE TOLD
THE MESSAGE WAS HER LONGING TO BE WHOLE

THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE
DRIFING OUT TO SEA
THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE
WAS HER PRAYER TO BE SET FREE

THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE
SHE PICKED IT UP AND THREW IT INTO THE SEA
INTO THE SEA

Tuesday, October 14, 2003
 
*Okay something different...
I have a close friend named Smokey Wilson. He is an award
winning songwriter and performer of Texas music. Well to me he is a great example of the ever so popular Texas
Country Music sound that is sweeping the world.. You see
if it is from Texas, it will have some attitude. So I write and perform alternative folk and Ole' Smokey didn't think I could write a country tune...so I wrote this song for Smokey..
with a Texas music attitude..here are the lyrics..

HEADED TO SMOKEY'S

HEADED TO SMOKEY'S I'M WATCHING THE SUNSET
POURED ME A COLD ONE, BUT I AIN'T THERE YET
HE ALWAYS MAKES ME SMILE
HE'S WALKING A COUNTRY MILE
TELLING ALL OF HIS STORIES IN HIS SONG

SINGING ABOUT, SINGING OUT THAT OLE' "TEXAS BITCH"
SHE DONE LEFT HIM WITH AN ANGRY, AN ANGRY ITCH
THE COWBOY BLUES
PAYING ALL THE DUES
TEXAS DANCE HALLS CAN HEAR HIS CALL

"COWBOY IN THE WHITE HOUSE" IS PLAY ON THE RADIO
HE LOVES HIS COUNTRY; IF YOU ASK HIM HE'LL TELL YOU SO
DON'T MESS WITH TEXAS OR HIS GUITAR
JUST HAND HIM ANOTHER LONE STAR
A TRUE TEXAN BY FAR

NOW HE DON'T LIKE IT "WELL" I TALK TO MUCH
HE ALWAYS FORGIVES ME WITH HIS TENDER TOUCH
HE SAYS "HEY GIRL SETTLE DOWN"
"KICK BACK AND LISTEN TO MY SOUND"
A TEXAS ATTITUDE THAT HE HAS FOUND

HEADED TO SMOKEY'S PLACE
I'M GREETED WITH A FRIENDLY FACE
CLOSE FRIENDS ARE HARD TO FIND
HE ALWAYS GIVES ME HIS PRECIOUS TIME

HEADED TO SMOKEY'S ONE MORE TIME
I REALLY DID HIS RYTHMNE AND RHYMNE
CLOSE FRIENDS ARE SO HARD TO FIND
HE ALWAYS GIVE ME HIS TIME

NORTH ON 183
TEXAS MUSIC GONNA SET ME FREE
NORTH ON 183
TO SMOKEY'S

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Hope you dig Nancy G "firefly" doing
COUNTRY...TEXAS MUSIC!!!

Sunday, October 12, 2003
 
Rainy Sunday thoughts and poems...
written by a dear friend of mine..
Mika Mathews

Have You Ever Loved?

Have you ever loved a person who didn't love you back
Have you ever loved somebody whose love you surely lacked
Have you ever felt as though you were a lock without a key
What about a wave that wondered from the sea
Have you ever thought of being a captain with no crew
What about a lawyer who couldn't even sue
A dog without a house or a horse without a barn
A farmer who is plowing but doen't have a farm
Have you ever met a salesman who really couldn't sell
Found a beach without the water or the sand without a shell
Have you ever tried to surf but didn't have a board
Tried to play guitar but you didn't know a chord
Have you ever seen a forest that didn't have a tree
Have you ever met a blind man who actually could see
Do you ever felt as though you are an engine with no car
Have you ever seen a roofer who didn't have some tar
Do you ever think of being a river without rocks
Or a door which stood alone and never received knows
Have you ever seen a dawn that came without the dew
This is how I feel when I think of loving you

* one more from Mika for good measure...
she wrote these when she was about 16 yrs. old
"retroflective...just the way I like it!"

HOPE

His soft brown eyes
shone through the darkness
sheltering me from the storm.

A burning passion deep
within ignites a flame
inside my heart.

Feelings I've never felt.

Saying words I've never said.

And then his voice comes to me,
carried by the wind.

A sweet sound I've never heard,
but hope to hear again.


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I have many poems and prose I have written...
For a good read check out these
"When I Miss You the Most"...or
"Sounds of the Heart"...

Have a beautiful day and let the spirit stay with you
into the night....

"sound of the heart make this moment unwind
true love never dies, it rests within this vine"

Nancy G "Firefly"

 

 
   
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