Ownership

C is with me for the summer. He has a bit of weight to lose and so we have started the process of a program and education concerning exercise and diet. In the course of our conversation I mentioned that he needed to take ownership in this effort, to discipline himself in the choices before him.

Ownership is a word I've used for the last twenty years in business and I use it like second nature--perhaps even over use it. As soon as I said it, however, I could see the look on his face implied he had no idea what the heck the term meant, which made me think, what does it really mean. I explained to him the "surface" meaning, but deeper down the question brought up my philosophical side, surprise, surprise.

Here is what spilled out in my comments to Kel yesterday, which, by the way, is a blog worth the time to explore.

Do we really own anything? Can we really call anything ours? Do we really create anything? Or, perhaps just maybe, we manifest and/or allow to flow through our temporal self a greater force? I have thoughts, but do I originate them? Think about it. Do you originate a single thought? Or do they flow and we only guide them after they manifest?

This line of thought humbles me and keeps me grounded. Oh, and if I don't own anything, why do I horde so much? Why do I covet what was never mine and never will be mine? Do I miss the flow because I stand outside of it? Do I miss life because my ego is too busy taking credit for what was never mine to begin with?

I want to swim in that flow, I want to swim in Love, with the greater current. In the mood for a dip? :-)

I Really Want You

Sunshine, you had me at CNN. The red in the image is my heart. Since that post from long ago I've felt you have had a hold on my heart, gently pulling me in, like no other. You are going to have the time of your life in about 48 hours or so. I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am for you! This is the song I want you to be prepared to hear ( I pray he actually plays it--lol). I think it will be his hit on album two.

I Really Want You


I really want you, I really want you

Many prophets preach on bended knee.
Many clerics wasted wine.
Do the bloodied sheets on those cobbled streets mean
I have wasted time?
Are there silver shores of paradise?
Can I come in from the cold?
I killed a man in a faraway land,
My enemy I'm told.

(chorus)
I really want you to really want me,
But I really don't know if you can do that.
I know you want to know what's right,
But I know its so hard for you to do that.
And time's running out, as often it does,
and often dictates that you can't do that,
But fate can't break this feeling inside,
That's burning up through my veins.

I really want you, I really want you.
I really want you, now.
No matter what I say or do,
The message isn't getting through,
And you're listening to the sound,
Of my breaking heart.

I really want you, I really want you

Is a poor man rich in solitude,
Or does Mother Earth complain?
Did the beggar pray for a sunny day,
But lady luck for rain?
They say a million people bow and scrape,
To an effigy of gold.
I saw life begin and the ship we're in and,
History unfold.

(chorus)

No matter what I say or do
The message isn't getting through
And you're listening to the sound
Of my breaking heart

I really want you (repeat to end)

James Blunt

Categories: music, James Blunt

Under Siege

When the whole world seems against you, what do you do?

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling

Dreams

Stop thinking and start dreaming

Oliviah

Reciprocal

You can never give anything away without initiating a reciprocal event.

Liebe Ist

you and I we're like children
who love each other the way they are
who don't lie and don't ask
when there's nothing to ask
we are two and we are one
and we see things clearly
and when one of us must go
we are still always there

Nena

Du und ich wir sind wie Kinder,
Die sich lieben wie sie sind.
Die nicht lügen und nicht fragen,
Wenn es nichts zu fragen gibt.
Wir sind zwei und wir sind eins,
Und wir sehn die Dinge klar.
Und wenn einer von uns gehen muss,
Sind wir trotzdem immer da.

Dedicated to my Sunshine
Missing You!

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Humility

Can I stop resisting the very clear fact that I do not know everything? Can I accept that what I don't know will always be the ocean to the drop of what I do know? Can I embrace the great unknown with openness and love?

The universe is a closed system. Run we may but there is no escape. Besides, wherever I go, there I am. Peace is right here, right now, or it is nowhere. The same could be said for Love.

So Into You

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Revelation

Drinks made at home are much stronger than elsewhere. Blue Jays are big arse birds. This is the kind of post you get after a few Pamaritas, homemade of course. Thanks to all for the bday wishes. As always, much appreciated my friends. Peace.

Diversity

Do we value difference or fear it?

In the image above, I see an alien creature with many limbs waving hello, wanting to approach me, to form a peaceful relationship. What do I do?

In my own relationships, do I embrace those that are different from me or do I judge them and look for ways to say they are inferior in order to protect the images I have of myself? And what exactly are these images, these stories I tell myself of who I am?

Guardian Angel

This morning I count my blessings and remind myself to be grateful for so many that have helped me down the path, many of which I will never know the good deed they did on my behalf. Peace my friends.

GML on Guitar

A few posts back I mentioned that James had sung GML on guitar in Atlanta. The song is recorded and normally played on piano. The guitar rendition gives a whole different emotional landscape, especially when played acoustic as it was in Atlanta and as it is in this video.

Well, I found an outstanding video of GML played on guitar, which was done in the Star 98.7 lounge and comes with a three part interview and YB. Enjoy.

Watch the video of his Star Lounge Performance, available for 1 week only starting Monday 6/5!

Margaritaville

So, it's an early bday present from Ms Mario. Arrived yesterday, and well, since it was here, why wait till next week to enjoy--right? :-D

So, we buy all the stuff and start to make our first margarita. I prepare for three drinks, ice loaded, all the stuff too, and then I turn it on. Duh, I forgot to select for three drinks as the default was for one. So I redo with two drinks selected to add more ice. Drinks come out thinner than I like--I do like my frozen margaritas to be ice cone thick. So we slam down these three in order to make more--the right way of course.

Second batch of three drinks is ready. Ice--check; the stuff--check; proper three drink setting--check. Blend drinks and still they are not as thick as I like. So, I pull out the manual and read what I need to do to make them thicker. So, we slam down those three drinks in order to make more--the right way of course.

Third batch of three--perfect! Or at least in the state I was in by that time they certainly seemed perfect---lol! I was a little skeptical that a machine for the home could really do a great job. It does. Will be testing again tonight just to make sure my endorsement still stands.

So tonight, I'll be putting my new found expertise to use. Anyone care to join me? Bring your swimsuit and meet me out back by the pool. Drinks on me tonight. :-)

Cry

Cry is without a doubt my favorite James Blunt song. The link takes you to a short interview on where the idea for Cry came from and then shows a live performance of Cry with James and Paul.

I suppose what attracts me to this song is the combination or intersection of sadness and tears with love and hope, the reaching out of one soul to another in a time of need.

Aggie, in answer to your question, it would be James.

Cry


I have seen peace. I have seen pain,

Resting on the shoulders of your name.

Do you see the truth through all their lies?

Do you see the world through troubled eyes?

And if you want to talk about it anymore,

Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,

I'm a friend.



I have seen birth. I have seen death.

Lived to see a lover's final breath.

Do you see my guilt? Should I feel fright?

Is the fire of hesitation burning bright?

And if you want to talk about it once again,

On you I depend. I'll cry on your shoulder.

You're a friend.



You and I have been through many things.

I'll hold on to your heart.

I wouldn't cry for anything,

But don't go tearing your life apart.



I have seen fear. I have seen faith.

Seen the look of anger on your face.

And if you want to talk about what will be,

Come and sit with me, and cry on my shoulder,

I'm a friend.

And if you want to talk about it anymore,

Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,

I'm a friend.

James Blunt

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and Rolling Stone Audio Interview

and Camera Phone of Cry at the Tabernacle

Karma

I'm always amazed that often the smallest things make the greatest impact. I saw an old friend and they mentioned a kind word uttered twenty years ago and how much it has meant to them, a word I didn't give a second thought to when said. I too wonder how many of my words lie on the other side of that fence and twenty years later, likewise, are still remembered. A single drop raises the sea. A single spark can destory an entire forest. Be that drop. Raise the sea. No contribution to Love is too small.

Peace Flags

Peace is every step.

_________________________

Quote of the Day

It is easy to love the people far away. It is not always easy to love those close to us. It is easier to give a cup of rice to relieve hunger than to relieve the loneliness and pain of someone unloved in our own home. Bring love into your home for this is where our love for each other must start.

Mother Teresa