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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Dance like no one’s watching…

Right, stop what you are doing, shake those shoulders loose, and click ‘PLAY’ (↓) …

 

 

Didn’t that make you dance?  Or want to dance?  A cool young man played this song to me while I was driving…somehow I don’t think he thought it cool for his mother to be ‘ shaking her tush’, well this phrase alone shows I am not, cool that is :-).  Do I care?  Nope.  Cause the music is truly rhythmic and entrancing.

A little research shows the musicians, a hip-hop duo called ‘Hermitude’ hails from the Blue Mountains, NSW, Australia – local boys as I call them.  The duo began playing music together when they were 11 and 16 respectively, and years later won the “Best Independent Dance/Electronica album” award at the 2012 Jägermeister AIR (Australian Independent Records Association) Awards for the album, Hyperparadise.

Enough.  Back to the music.  And do dance… no matter who’s watching. 🙂

I wish you a weekend filled with music, joy and of course, love!

– FlorenceT

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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Lemon Tree – I am perplexed!

And here I am with another song…

Most times, songs strike a chord because it mirrors a life, or inspires one, or triggers a memory, or compels a story.

But this time I am at a lost, perplexed.  I am not sure how I came upon ‘Lemon Tree’ by Fool’s Garden (1995), yet it is a current favourite on my playlist… 🙂

I suspect the upbeat, fun (and comedic?) tune attracted me.  My initial response to the lyrics was ‘how silly?’… then something happened.  The incongruence between the cheery tune and the rather despondent lyrics was irreconcilable.  Or is it?  The irony of the mundane existence is not lost, perhaps a light-hearted attempt to mask the yearning and disappointment, or… is it about loss of perspectives?

Listen, follow the the lyrics…any ideas…?

 

 

“Lemon Tree”

I’m sitting here in the boring room
It’s just another rainy Sunday afternoon
I’m wasting my time
I got nothing to do
I’m hanging around
I’m waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder
I’m driving around in my car
I’m driving too fast
I’m driving too far
I’d like to change my point of view
I feel so lonely
I’m waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder
I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me ’bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
I’m turning my head up and down
I’m turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
Sing, dah…
I’m sitting here
I miss the power
I’d like to go out taking a shower
But there’s a heavy cloud inside my head
I feel so tired
Put myself into bed
While nothing ever happens and I wonder
Isolation is not good for me
Isolation I don’t want to sit on the lemon-tree
I’m steppin’ around in the desert of joy
Baby anyhow I’ll get another toy
And everything will happen and you wonder
I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me ’bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
I’m turning my head up and down
I’m turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
Yellow, wonder, wonder
I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me ’bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see, and all that I can see, and all that I can see
Is just a yellow lemon-tree

On second thought, it might just mirror a life… And I wonder…
 

-FlorenceT

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Leave a light on for me

I excavated this 80s song from the deep dark recesses of my music player.

belinda carlisle Remember her? Pop superstar and former lead vocalist of the all-female band the Go-Gos.

You or someone in your circle would have been, at one point, interested in the…umm song. No? OK, I’m the ‘daggy’ one 🙂  Nevertheless, here is the pop ‘oldie’ from 1989 – Belinda Carlisle’s ‘Leave a light on for Me’.  Enjoy!

 

Darling leave a light on for me
I’ll be there before you close the door
To give you all the love that you need
Darling leave a light on for me
’cause when the world takes me away
You are still the air that I breathe

Just like a spark lights up the dark
Baby that’s your heart

– FlorenceT

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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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Not apologising for being me

I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others,
rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence.

Frederick Douglass

 

How great it is to LOVE YOURSELF

…to no longer be afraid to show the world who you really are,

…to own up to all your strengths and your faults,

…to not pretend to be someone else to please or placate another…

…to STOP APOLOGIZING FOR BEING YOU.

 

That’s the message of this empowering song.  Enjoy!

 

 

 

– FlorenceT

 

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All in your head

To think you are not
One who could feel such
Guess you are deluding
Yourself in as much.
It hurts, does it not?
Though you know not why
Oh hell, you know why
But to whom would that matter.
Well why do you care?
As you are the one who dared
To suggest you do not mind
When things happen in kind.
Hurt…anger
Swirling through your mind
Yes, the insensitivity
Astounds you, does it?
Oh well, reality my dear
Time it seems to check
It is all a game
A frolic of loves and likes.
Little one, you are ensnared
Nothing would matter more
Than the count of likes
On the flickering page.
Know it now for what it is
No excuse for illusions
Hoping for a comfort
But knowing none you’ll believe.
Talk tough, little one
You who are in tears
Guess it screams, the pain
More than you’d admit.
So once again little one, here it is
Welcome to love’s reality
A step back and watch
The dramas unfolding
Too late now
You are lost, adrift
On this ocean of mindlessness
Your end still unknown.

-FlorenceT

 

 

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Romantic or cynic?

Teenage me, buying a cassette tape (yes, I am that ancient 🙂 ) titled ‘Songs for the broken-hearted’. Seriously? I have always connected with the hurt in those songs, and in random moments, I had asked myself what had happened to me in my past life (not sure if I believe in past lives though, but if I did…). Nevertheless, listening to a song recently caused me to reflect on this – why songs for the broken-hearted? Why me?

First, here are the lyrics to the song… (OK, it is a James Blunt song.. I can see some of you rolling your eyes 🙂 I do enjoy his music – the clarity of his music, unadulterated…)

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
‘Cause I saw the end before we’d begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what’s mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won’t stop there,
I am here for you if you’d only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I’ve kissed your lips and held your hand.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I’ve been addicted to you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

I am a dreamer and when I wake,
You can’t break my spirit – it’s my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I’ve seen you cry, I’ve seen you smile.
I’ve watched you sleeping for a while.
I’d be the father of your child.
I’d spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We’ve had our doubts but now we’re fine,
And I love you, I swear that’s true.
I cannot live without you.

And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I’m asleep.
And I will bare my soul in time,
When I’m kneeling at your feet.

Now the song

 

OK, if you have listened to it…pretty sad at first blush.

YET there is something wonderful, is there not? To be at the receiving end of that… to know that you have the love of a man willing perhaps to go against his integrity to be with you, willing to live in the beautiful moments despite already seeing the end, to have his devotion and love…

BUT it is goodbye, is it not? Perhaps I am a cynic…?

The tension between the romantic and the cynic.  Are you romantic or cynic?  Not that you have to choose… perhaps it depends on the timing of the question 🙂

Well, that’s my rambling for today…

– FlorenceT

 

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Hold your own, know your name

On the days when I am in a funk, when I hurt, music becomes my refuge.  And here is one of the many songs that has seen me through some dark times…a song which speaks to the Strong in me.

Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
And everything will be fine.

 It calls me to ‘know my name’, to remember who and what I am, to not succumb to the pressures of others, to not falter on my journey; yet to acknowledge the lessons to be learned, that must be learned as I encounter them.  I believe things occur because the Universe has a message for us – it is for us to be open to them, to be aware of its magic.  For everything, happy or otherwise, has magic in it.  We just have to see and receive.

I’m sharing this song in the hope that you will find it inspiring, uplifting…in your own way.  I hope you will find magic in it.

 A languid song by Jason Mraz and James Morrison “Details in the Fabric” – persevere, in fact play it a couple of times, and you will find its hypnotic tones.