Saturday, March 26, 2011

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So there we were.


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Tis' a gift to find the things to do that makes your heart sing.


Well it's happened again. The dreaded "What do you do?" question.

For alot of folks it's an easy question but not for me.


.Was up early.



Gotta nap.


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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

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Elizabeth Taylor

1932-2011


Will be remembered as an actrss, wife of Richard Burton, friend of MJ, AIDS activist, and creative force,


I'll remember here for these movies


Suddenly Last Summer by T Williams



Cat on a Hot Tin Roof




and this




One of the great actresses


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Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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Meanwhile members of the RSA are coming from all parts to hear tv's Craig Ferguson prepping for his 2011 nationwide tour....



OOOOOOhhhh Craaaiiiiiggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





LOL


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This movie.

This song.

"I met a woman who was in the middle of a hurricane. She didn't make that hurricane but she had to live it. There in the middle of that storm she kindly took a moment to share her life. As she told me the story I couldn't help thinking, "How is it that she is so strong to live this life she is living?"



So I asked her, "How do you survive this?"






She got quiet and then said, "It's who you are."






from

"The Long Road Home"

c anne ford





Everywhere I go I see folks who are bigger than the troubles that life's sent them. The rise up like giants with kind hearts. They do the imposible even thought they're scared or tired. When they've had enough they somehow find more strength.


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Dear World,

Thank you to the kind people who talked to me when my dad was ill.  Thank you for sharing who you are. I used to think that I was alone in my troubles but now I know that I'm not.

Love and regards,

AuthorAnn

PS I was talking to someone last night whose life has been very difficult. Two of her children have been ill. As we talked, I tried to remember the things that people have told me when I was down. The complete strangers who have sat there and listened. Or the ones who sensed that just talking about anything else was a very good thing. I'm grateful to those people and am in awe of how they were able to do just the right thing to help a person out.  Thank you. I hope that I can do the same.

In the company of angels.


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Monday, March 21, 2011

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"Look, A man, an angel, and crab flying on a huge manta ray...."


The DiVinci Cod"

Seriously.

So we're talking about Sci Fi Lit.

We were talking about the phrase and wondering if there was a talking cod fish what would happen.

There would definately be a Team Cod and a Team (not) Cod.  From what we've read, if there was a talking fish there''d also be a Team Just Crazy.

When it's a matter of faith? 

Whose team do you choose?


Happy Monday.


Going to see if there really is a book called The DiVinci Cod by Adam Roberts.  2005.

Hugs.

P'S I should say right here that this is about what folks think. It's not about what I personally beilieve. Gotta say that before
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"Sometimes the answer comes in a flash and sometimes it takes awhile." 3/21/11  c anne ford



Tom,

Hello to you. 

Is your mother still here? 
 
I've always heard that to go to Heaven is to go to a place where we are free of the pain and of the suffering of the world.  It always sounded like when, after a really long day of work, you close your eyes and go into a good sleep.  I hear it called laying down your burdens and being with the Lord.   The idea is that your work on Earth is finished and now you rest.

I wasn't able to see my great aunt before she died. It bothered me for a long time that I didn't.  Sitting here thinking about your situation it's made me realize why. 

This is my prayer to God. I'm praying and typing at the same time.


Dear God,

Thank you that you led me to Tom.

 
First, I hope that you will not only bring Peace to his mother but you will also bring Peace to him.

You and I have been talking (praying) to each other for  along time and through alot of sadness. You've been the faithful friend. Wheither I thanked you for letting me be with the people I loved  or when I yelled at you wanting to know why you would take them, you listened. Like a good friend you comforted me. Never once did you turn your back or say I'm too busy to listen. And today, though Tom,  I finally heard about Elsie. I was lucky to have known her and now I rejoice that she sits in Heaven with you. You know full well I didn't alway think that was a good idea. I missed her and it hurt.   Now I know it's up to me to remember all the things that she taught me while she was here on Earth.  She taught me how to grow old gracefully and full of life.

Even when things weren't so good.  Thank you so much for letting me be in her life.


Tom,  I didn't get to see her when she died.  Didn't get to see my grandfather or grandmother when they died. Didn't get to see a good friend  when he died.   This always bothered me so much.  Now, thanks to you,  I know how to get past that pain.  Instead of mouring their loss, I'm going to remember the lessons they taught me here on Earth.  I'm going to try my best to be grateful that I was lucky enough to have known them.
Thanks to you here's what I'm going to remember.


My great aunt, sitting in a hospital bed with her new hip replacement being  chipper as a happy bird.  I asked her if she was in pain? How could she be so happy?  Her lesson was to find the happy in the world no matter what.   Do not define yourself as your age on that birth certificateor the situation that you find yourself in.  Define yourself as how you feel in your heart.  If you don't like what's in your heart? Good news is that you can always change.

My grandfather's lesson was that it was important to be honest in your dealings. He said that the most important thing a person could have in their life was their good word. He told me the story about the lady at the bank. How he could have lied but didn't.  I later told that story to my son who later told the lady at the state park as he handed over the rocks he picked up asking, "Is it okay to take these?" 

My friend said that life was too important to waste time on things that you didn't believe in your heart was good to do. Even if you don't make a million or everyone else says, "Impossible."  You can do it. Making money isn't the only thing.

My father says that you can move mountains if you work at it long enough.  And he said that he loves me.  He also said, "Yes, you can teach your son to read."   So I did.

WB and Pup says, "We love you. Always.We're glad that you are here. We are a family. "  Simes like a simple thing that a person shouldn't have to say but it's not something that a rich person can buy.  It's something that happens.   They also taught me that family is in the heart not just on the birth certificate.


And my grandmother? She said what I tell my own son now, " You know where the key is, There's a warm bed and food in the kitchen. We'll leave the porch light on for you.


And Tom taught me to remember. Thanks,


Hugs,


C Ford
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"I hear voices..."

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Dear Tom,

Hello to you.

Is your mother still here?

I've always heard that to go to Heaven is to go to a place where we are free of the pain and of the suffering of the world. It always sounded like when, after a really long day of work, you close your eyes and go into a good sleep. I hear it called laying down your burdens and being with the Lord. The idea is that your work on Earth is finished and now you rest.

I wasn't able to see my great aunt before she died. It bothered me for a long time that I didn't. Sitting here thinking about your situation it's made me realize why.

This is my prayer to God. I'm praying and typing at the same time.

Dear God,

Thank you that you lead me to Tom.
First, I hope that you will not only bring Peace to his mother but you will also bring Peace to him. You and I have been talking (praying) to each other for along time and through alot of sadness. You've been the faithful friend. Wheither I thanked you for letting me be with the people I loved or when I yelled at you wanting to know why you would take them, you listened. Like a good friend you comforted me. Never once did you turn your back or say I'm too busy to listen. And today, though Tom, I finally heard about Elsie. I was lucky to have known her and now I rejoice that she sits in Heaven with you. Now it's up to me to remember all the things that she taught me while she was here on Earth. She taught me how to grow old gracefully and full of life.
Thank you for giving me time with her.

Tom, I didn't get to see her when she died. Didn't get to see my grandfather or grandmother when they died. Didn't get to see a good friend when he died. This always bothered me so much. Now, thanks to you, I know how to get past that pain. Instead of mouring their loss, I'm going to remember the lessons they taught me here on Earth.

My great aunt, sitting in a hospital bed with her new hip replacement was chipper as a happy bird. I asked her was she in pain? How could she be so happy. Her lesson was to find the happy in the world no matter what. Do not define yourself as your age on that birth certificate. Define it as how you feel in your heart.


My grandfather said that it was important to be honest in your dealings. He said that the most important thing a person could have in their life was their good word.

My friend said that life was to important to waste on things that you didn't believe in your heart was good to do. Even if you don't make a million or everyone else says, "Impossible."

My father says that you can move mountains if you work at it long enough.

My immediate family says, "We love you. Always."

And my grandmother? She said what I tell my own son now, " You know where the key is, There's a warm bed and food in the kitchen. We'll leave the porch light on for you.



Hugs,

C Ford

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Sunday, March 20, 2011

So it's Spring and this poem is actually pretty good.

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A quiet heart.
Lost.
Like a seed in the frozen ground.
The sun waits alittle longer.
Like a mother expecting.
It warms the air.
The breezes lift.
The heart stirs.
The sun,
Encouraged by this
Stays even longer.
Each day filled with love.
Til one day, the seed bursting with courage
Breaks from its dark room.
Into the light
Its fragile leaves lift
And then turn.
Like the face of a new born turns,
Eyes blurry,
Searching
For it's mother's voice.

A Quiet Heart

3-10-11
c anne ford

all rights reserved by the author


PS If you're reading this and you repost this poem, please, remember to include the name of the poet.

It's only right.

Thanks.

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And no this doesn't really have anything to do with the poem but it's on the movie I'm watching.




And I like the song.


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LOL This is for WB who'd never heard it but had definately heard of a "dry town".
The way you should hear it the first time. Just sayin'.

All together now in your best  east Texas twang , outloud, drivin' down the highway of life voice.

"Well it's a dryyy town
Noo beer no liquir
For miles around
I'd give a nickel
For a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town."


LOL

It's helps to be southern and if you're drivin down a dirt road to the river. Windows down and no ac. Tinny radio and good company to sing it with.


No worries. If you don't know it come see me.

I know all about dry towns.

And trucks without good radios.


And dirt roads to the river.

And excellent sunny days when it's all good.


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Can I get an amen?

Yup.


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PS I'm wondering here in the middle of the night how this reads half way across the planet? If you were here? I'd be taking you to the river in the truck. The day is just right. Not to hot and not too cold. The trees are blooming and unless you've got allergies? It's just a wonder to be hold. As if on cue the flowers a blooming. Where just last week the limbs were bare? There's life.

The world is giddy.

The colors?

Yellows, pinks, purples.

The dogwoods are next.

Going towards the river means riding out in the country and then down dirt roads throught the woods. Redbuds, dogwoods are natural.

Iris, narcissis, and jonquils spring up from places where homes used to be.

It's warm.

And there's this joy of finally being in shorts and tshirts.

Even if there's still a bit of cold weather yet, flipflop season has begun.



It's just good.


Happy Spring.
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(more music)






Hey did you know it was Spring? Or why I call Domino? Domino.

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Dear folks who are responsible for posting Van Morrison on YouTube and Mr. Morrison if you've relented and okayed it,


Thank you.

Whenever life is very good or maybe not so good?

There's Van Morrison.


Hugs,


Author Ann











Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mr. Morrison.





"PS Does anyone watch Off Beat Cinema?  http://www.offbeatcinema.com/ ?  Pup told me about it.

It's really lovely.  Ann



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If  you haven't had a chance to see it ?  The moon is at it's closest to Earth than it's been in 18 years. May not be what you expect but hey, it's worth a look.




Today was a day to remember. In 24 hours the cherry tree has gone from spare to blooming.

Ah spring, after this winter we're glad to see you.


Happy Spring



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