Music detour – Heartbeat Song & Lonely Tonight

Well for some reason I have been writing about love this week on Meanings and Musingswhat love is and letting love happen.

So I will go with the flow… and post this song. Enjoy!

 You, where the hell did you come from?
You’re a different, different kind of fun
And I’m so used to feeling numb…

This is my heartbeat song and I’m gonna play it
Turned it on…

Until tonight I only dreamed about you
I can’t believe I ever breathed without you…

And then, while exploring music magazines, this song caught my eye.  Let me say I am not usually a Country fan but something about this …

So, here’s a not-so-recent song about…not love, rather vulnerability, loneliness and perhaps a little denial about what’s enough.  Again, enjoy!

 We don’t have to be lonely tonight
(Need you, want you, I’m right here)
We don’t have to be lonely tonight
(I know we shouldn’t, but I don’t care)
I don’t wanna be right, I don’t wanna be strong
I just wanna hold you ’til the heartbreak’s gone
When the sun comes up, we can both move on
But we don’t have to be lonely tonight…

One more, one last time…

Have a fabulous weekend.  Turn it on and turn it up 😉

– FlorenceT

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And the bully?

As I sit down to write about bullying and to be part of the collective voice of #1000Speak on ‘Buildin1000speak-blankg for Bullying’, I can’t help but ask, “what about the bully?

Let me say this first up – bullying is unacceptable. It is hurtful, it is harming… it has potential long term effects on those involved, including the bully. It can be traumatic.

What constitutes bullying?  It is as much the fear-inducing acts of harassment, violence, coercion, intimidation, as it is about the target’s perception of the acts themselves.  It is a two-way street – what is considered bullying by one, may be perceived by another as a mere ‘pain in the butt’ because bullying is about fear.  Our individual relationship with fear is different.

‘Bullying’ is a behaviour – when we use THE word, IT gives colour, tone, images of certain actions which cumulatively and subjectively become acts of bullying.  The word ‘bully’ also has a certain flavour – when used, IT goes from being a subjective description of a person doing certain acts to an absolute ‘objective’ definition of a person.  Isn’t it usually the case, when we refer to a person as a bully, we see an immovable, unchangeable ‘thing’ called a bully, whatever the essence of that ‘thing’ may be in our minds? When someone calls me a control-freak and often enough, I am looked upon, assessed and seen through the lens of ‘control’.

The theory of reflexivity suggests that we are constructed by our being in the world, that is we are changed by the expectations, norms, rules, technologies etc. of the world we live in, and we also construct the world by being in it.  Our presence – all that we say and do – contributes to change in our world.

So, as we label someone ‘a bully’, are we as part of his world contributing to a process  of solidifying the abhorrent behaviours he has exhibited? Are we somehow creating a certain acceptance that those are the behaviours we expect from her?  Are we giving the impression that that is all we can expect of him, that that is all she is capable of? What becomes of the bully?  When one is labelled a bully and often enough, what is one to become but the label?

I know there is no simplistic model for the bullying phenomenon – no ‘if i change this bit here, then all will be well’.  It is complex.  Though perhaps if we begin by refusing to label a person a bully though condemning the actions, our compassion is a step towards a direction of change, and hopefully a positive one.

What I have said so far by no means undermine the person experiencing bullying.  This is a look at the other side of the equation, and to show some compassion for the actor who has learnt to express his or her anger, hurt, fear, unworthiness etc. through harming others. To show compassion is not to condone, but seeking to understand and to love.

 

We can learn the art of fierce compassion – redefining strength, deconstructing isolation and renewing a sense of community, practicing letting go of rigid us-vs.-them thinking – while cultivating power and clarity in response to difficult situations.                       Sharon Salzberg

 

– FlorenceT

 

As an aside, I cannot resist this video of a 4-year old’s response when she was told she looked ugly.  That’s a ‘high-five’ from me! 🙂

 

 

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18 Quotes to Inspire Writers, Bloggers–Everyone.

As I said, I’m a sucker for a good quote…and there are many here!

ronovanwrites

The guy that came up with the Positivity campaign has a problem as he sits here and begins typing. He needs to think of something to write about. Part of the beginning an article with an idea yet to be developed is 18-quotespressure to write an article that is specifically about a certain topic. I gave ideas for others involved to do if they wanted help thinking of something. I am contrary to myself at times. I wanted to do an article instead. I think I like to hear myself type. Now, here I am—writer’s blocked.

As I typed those last two words, the idea came to me. There is something that gets in the way of all of us at times. It keeps us from being positive as often as we could. Did you see the words be positive all of the time in that last sentence?

I may…

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Angels in your life

I often wonder how I got here… an island girl from South-East Asia.  And I don’t always see what has brought me here.  And I commonly forget to count my blessings, to appreciate the gifts and grace that were my companions through it all.

Yes, I can pat myself on the back, and congratulate myself for my courage, my strength, my tenacity, my fine instincts, my foresight, my intelligent sensible mind, etc. but I’d like to believe I have angels in my life.

Let me clarify what I mean by ‘angels’.

My felt-sense of angel is this: it is unconditional acceptance, unwavering attention, attending beauty, a space in which I can fly and know I will land within its safe reach.  It is safety, comfort and love!

I have many angels throughout my life, one of which is books, the other music.  They have been my refuge, they have been that place which I seek my solace.  They have lifted me, enlightened me, given me great joy!

There have been people who, in their own ways and sometimes unbeknown to even them (and I at the time), supported me, compelled me to realize who I truly am.

What or who are your angels?  Where do you go, my lovely, when you need comfort and love?

So here I share a piece of music that has touched me in many ways, its meaning changing at times.

 

 

May you find comfort in the arms of your angel!

– FlorenceT

 

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Sian 2015

In creativity…love.

For as long as I have known her, she has been imaginative, she has creative flair and a way of about her which exudes confidence, a knowing beyond her age, and a discerning nature.

Sian's flowerThis is her love – creating a handmade thank-you flower.

Sian's painting Feb 15This is her joy – creating a painting to adorn her space.

Sian's blanket Feb 15This is her determination – creating a ‘no-sew’ blanket for personal comfort.

And I am blessed to be her Mum! 🙂

 – FlorenceT

 

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A bit of (dark) positivity…?

A positive post as part of #BeWOW @RonovanWrites love the idea, what inspiration!

When I heard this song, I thought, hey why not?!  So here’s a fun tune to share… and a message as well.

 

 

A bit of the lyrics, specifically the Chorus:

My problem, I never was a model,
I never was a scholar,
But you were always popular,
You were singing all the songs I don’t know
Now you’re in the front row
‘Cause my song is popular

Popular, I know about popular
It’s not about who you are or your fancy car
You’re only ever who you were
Popular, I know about popular
And all that you have to do is be true to you
That’s all you ever need to know

So catch up ’cause you got an awful long way to go

 

Oookay, there is a bit of edge to the song, a bit of ‘dark’ but that’s what I like … letting our shadow side out to play – quite harmless enjoying the song, fantasying about sweet revenge (watch the video if you have not) or just …

Then when the song is done, I go back to being the nice person that I am 😛

Enjoy, people!

– FlorenceT

 

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I wish someone had intervened…

This resonates with me…both as a daughter then a mother.

Living Differently

little princessAbove:  Conventional school made this creative-creature very, very miserable.

Every time I read this story, I get a bit emotional…

Gillian was only eight years old, but her future was already at risk.  Her schoolwork was a disaster, at least as far as her teachers were concerned.  She turned in assignments late, her handwriting was terrible, and she tested poorly.  Not only that, she was a disruption to the entire class, one minute fidgeting noisily, the next staring out of the window, forcing the teacher to stop the class to pull Gillian’s attention back, and the next doing something to disturb the other children around her.  Gillian wasn’t particularly concerned about any of this – she was used to being corrected by authority figures and didn’t really see herself as a difficult child – but the school was very concerned.  This came to a head when the school wrote to…

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State of the LWI Address.

For you who enjoy the written word, who writes, who are involved in any part of the publishing process…

Lit World Interviews

Hello LWI Friends,

First of all I want to thank every single one of you for helping LWI get off to such a great start. I think if people saw the Numbers and heard the Buzz about our site they would be surprised. I know I am. That’s only because I was not expecting to have a team of such great people working on the site with me.

In order of their officially joining the team:
Author Jo Robinson
Author PS Bartlett
Florence Thum
Author Dr. Olga Núñez Miret
Colleen Chesebro
Hugh Roberts

Now I wanted tell all of those who have;

  • Provided me with books for reading and reviewing
  • Sent answers to interview questions
  • Have agreed to interviews

That I am happily working on all of them and have not forgotten. I know it may seem at times as though an interview or review is long in coming but…

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Christmas carols

 

Christmas in Australia sand

For some reason this year I have a hankering for Christmas carols.  Perhaps they are reminiscent of the Christmas of my childhood – being in a carol party and the sense of belonging and community, the shared experiences as a family at Christmas time, the carefree and bountious occasion… Perhaps I am reminded this year more so than before the meaning of Christmas…

To be frank, I almost always spend time with the kids watching a carols concert on Christmas Eve.  This year will be no different… I hope. 🙂

So here’s to share my favourite carols which never cease to cause me to sing along… Scary thought, right 🙂 ?

 

O Holy Night, originally a French song written in late 1840s and later translated to English American writer, John Sullivan Wright in the late 1860s.

 

Little Drummer Boy, written by Katherine Davis in 1941 based on a Czech carol.

 

When a child is born, which melody was written in 1972 by Italian composer, Cirro Dammicco, and the English lyrics a few years later by Fred Jay.

 

For you who celebrate Christmas, take time to remember the true meaning of Christmas – the message of love, hope and grace.

I wish for all of you delightful company, scrumptious foods and hearty laughter during the holidays and the year ahead.  May you experience love, hope and grace!

And by the way:

Christmas in Australia

See you in 2015!

– FlorenceT

 

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