Tracey

My sister Tracey and I were sitting on a patio last Thursday night, the evening was organized for our cousin Kelly's wedding rehearsal dinner. We had gone for dinner and then met for drinks at a lakeside restaurant in Burlington. As we were talking I shared some thoughts with her on how much I love her, and that I am proud of her, for all of her accomplishments, and just for who she is!

Tracey is 2 years and 8 months younger than me, and yet in many ways her wisdom supersedes my own. The title of my blog is "Authentic One", it's something that I strive for within myself. The ability to be 'authentic' within the universe, and feeling aligned. I have always said that Tracey is my benchmark for 'authenticity'.

People who know the two of us often comment on how different we are, and yet in many ways we are 'one'. Shared hurts and emotion connect us in a way that no one else can know. It's funny how two people who 'appear' so different, can be so bonded and connected. I guess it's the dynamic of 'siblings'?

My sister is a straight shooter, what you see is what you get. She is who she is, and is not out to impress anyone. I could take a 'leaf from her book' on that one.

When we were teenagers, again we were very different, and yet were close. We could always talk and would connect spiritually, we understood each other. Over the years we have had our ups and downs, but we are in a really good place now, one that I know cannot be compromised. It feels good to have her in my life, I always know that no matter what, I have my sister by my side. (wow, I'm 'tearing' up now)

I hope that my kids are as connected as Tracey and I are. I always tell my children, always 'have each others backs'. No matter who comes in and out of your
life, your brother/sister will always be a constant.

Tracey....Thank you for all you are!!! I love you, and always 'have your back'.....xoxo

How Come The World Won't Stop

hmmm

Somebody told me
you were not coming home
the words are spinnin' in time
and the air suddenly went cold

The sun is still shining
but everything feels like rain, oh
and if I had one wish
it would be to see you again

Nothing's fair
when we loose
without a moment to say goodbye

How come the world won't stop spinning
now that you're gone (now that you're gone)
I know every end has beginnings
but this one's all wrong (this one's all wrong)
so wrong, so wrong

Caught in the middle
wrong place, wrong time
and I'm hopelessly missing you
and I can't stop deny

Nothing's fair anymore
and I know there's a better place
and I'll never stop dreaming of you
ooooh

How come the world won't stop spinning
(now that you're gone) now that you're gone
I know every end has beginnings
but this one's all wrong (this one's all wrong)
so wrong, so wrong

How can the seasons keep changing
since you disappeared
oh yeah
(tell me) how come the world won't stop
how come the world won't stop

Sweet tears are shed
this pain we lay to rest
it's hard lettin' go
but I keep movin' on
in a place I don't belong

How come the world (stop spinning)
said now that you're gone
I know every end has beginning
said this one's all wrong
said this one's all wrong
(how can the seasons) keep changing
since you disappeared
oh, you're gone
you're gone
how come the world won't stop
how come the world won't stop

How come the world won't stop spinning
now that you're gone
yeah heya
I know every end has beginning
but this one's all wrong
so wrong

Mariah's in the House!!!!

Last night we went to the Mariah Carey concert at the Air Canada Centre. From the beginning of the concert to the end, Mimi broke it down! That girl has a set of pipes on her like no one else.

Sean Paul opened for her, and had the entire stadium on their feet. The energy was great, and the music was awesome. It's funny how music is the narrative backdrop to all of our lives. I looked around at times and saw people singing the songs word for word, and feeling the music. Each individual connecting to a memory, person, or 'time' in their lives that is encapsulated in the lyrics of the song being performed.

We were on our feet the whole night, and didn't stop dancing. From "Heartbreaker" to "Don't forget about us", Mariah sang her heart out.

I think the true test of a great artist is how they sound when performing live. The digitally mixed 'pop' artists of today don't really have to be able to sing, they just have to be marketable. Sean Paul and Mariah's sound was fantastic, from their vocals to the ACC acoustics and sound mix.

Great concert all around....Thanks Mariah.....smooches!

Dirty Little Secret

If I had the chance love
I would not hesitate
To tell you all the things I never said before
Don't tell me it's too late

Cause I've relied on my illusion
To keep me warm at night
And I've denied in my capacity to love
I am willing to give up this fight

I've been up all night drinking
To drown my sorrow down
But nothing seems to help me since you've went away
I'm so tired of this town
Where every tongue is wagging
When every back is turned
They're telling secrets that should never be revealed
There's nothing to be gained from this
But disaster
Here's a good one

Did you hear about my friend
He's embarrassed to be seen now
Cause we all know his sins

If I had the chance love
Oh no, I would not hesitate
To tell you all the things I never said before
Don't tell me it's too late

Cause I've relied on my illusion
To keep me warm at night
I've denied in my capacity to love
I am willing to give up this fight
Oh, I am willing to give up this fight

Sunday Mornings

I got up this morning and enjoyed my breakfast and coffee on the back deck. The temperatures have dropped now, and the coolness of morning is a welcome reprieve from the summer heat. The verdant surroundings of the garden, the birds chirping, coffee and scrambled eggs......Good Times!

Good Mother

I've got money in my pocket,
I like the color of my hair.
I've got a friend who loves me,
Got a house, I've got a car.
I've got a good mother,
and her voice is what keeps me here.

Feet on ground,
Heart in hand,
Facing forward,
Be yourself.
I've never wanted anything.
No I've, no I've, I've never wanted anything,
so bad..(so bad).

Cardboard masks of all the people I've been
Thrown out, with all the rusted, tangled
dented God Damned miseries!!
You could say I'm hard to hold,
But if you knew me you'd know,
I've got a good father,
And his strength is what makes me cry.

Feet on ground,
Heart in hand,
Facing forward,
Be yourself.
I've never wanted anything,
No I've, no I've, I've never
wanted anything so bad..(so bad).

I've got money in my pockets,
I like the color of my hair.
I've got a friend who loves me,
Got a house, I've got a car.
I've got a good mother,
and her voice is what keeps me here.

Feet on ground,
Heart in hand,
Facing forward,
Be yourself.

Heart in hand,
Feet on ground,
Facing forward,
Be yourself.
just be yourself.
just be yourself.

Feet on ground,
Heart in hand,
Feet on ground,
Heart in hand....

Happy Birthday Baby!!!!

Today is my friend Elizabeth's Birthday. I love her and miss her. She was home visiting two weeks ago, we had sooo much fun together. We went dancing and just caught up. No matter how much time passes between us seeing each other, it feels like no time has passed at all. She is my heart~

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY DOLL!!!!!xoxoxox

Namaste

I honor you...
I honor the place within you
where the entire universe resides.
I honor the place within you
of love and light, of peace and truth.
I honor the place within you where,
when you are in that place in you
and I am in that place in me,
there is only one of us.

For Hindu(s), the greeting of choice is "Namaste," the two hands pressed together and held near the heart with the head gently bowed as one says, "Namaste". Thus it is both a spoken greeting and a gesture, a Mantr(a) and a Mudr(a). The prayerful hand position is a Mudr(a) called Anjali, from the root Anj, "to adorn, honor, celebrate or anoint." The hands held in union signify the oneness of an apparently dual cosmos, the bringing together of spirit and matter, or the self meeting the Self. It has been said that the right hand represents the higher nature or that which is divine in us, while the left hand represents the lower, worldly nature.

Gratitude

I was sitting out on my back deck this afternoon, catching some rays, and a little child in one of the neighbouring yards was laughing, it wasn't just a laugh, but more of an angelic 'chortle'. It made me smile, and I acknowledged the pure feeling of gratitude that resonated within me. Gratitude that she was laughing, and what it meant for me to hear it. "Thank you Universe".

By the grace of God, I have so many blessings in my life, and yet am not always present to how lucky and fortunate I really am. I get caught up in my own head about what I 'think' I don't have, and forget to be profoundly grateful for what I do have.

So many things are lining up for me in my life right now. I have my health, my kids, friends and family. I am developing my own Life Coaching practice and 'LOVING' it. I am in the process of buying my own Condo, and can't wait for that. Most importantly my spirit is feeling aligned, and my heart is at peace with things that I have struggled with for far too long. Clarity. "THANK YOU"

Life moves quickly today, and we can easily focus on the negative. I think the art of mastering a 'purposeful' life, is recognizing the things we should be 'grateful' for and focusing on them. Simple things like a child's innocent laughter. (I'm smiling right now as I type this) It feels good! Live in 'gratitude', say "Thank you", the results will astound you~

Sara

Wait a minute baby...
Stay with me awhile
Said youd give me light
But you never told be about the fire

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now its gone
It doesnt matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home

And he was just like a great dark wing
Within the wings of a storm
I think I had met my match -- he was singing
And undoing the laces
Undoing the laces

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now its gone
It doesnt matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home

Hold on
The night is coming and the starling flew for days
Id stay home at night all the time
Id go anywhere, anywhere
Ask me and Im there because I care

Sara, you're the poet in my heart
Never change, never stop
And now its gone
It doesnt matter what for
When you build your house
Ill come by

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now its gone
It doesnt matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home

All I ever wanted
Was to know that you were dreaming
(theres a heartbeat
And it never really died)