(by Howie Day)
a song that's been stuck in my head....
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The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
You're barely waking
And I'm tangled up in you
Yeah
I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide
I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time
I somehow find
You and I collide
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to ryhme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You finally find
You and I collide
You finally find
You and I collide
You finally find
You and I collide
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Another night at Timbre
Yes, tt's my sweet Pammy onstage at Timbre...with the very hot Ngak.
Brilliant Aaron 'sabo-ed' her to sing "I'm leaving on a jet plane", cos she's leaving for Sydney soon. I'm so proud of her for having the guts to get up on that stage! Also quite envious that she was in such close proximity to NGAK. haha!
We celebrated Bel's 21st bday too
Ngak 'arrowed' Reggie to come onstage to play bass! How cool is that? They worked together a couple of yrs bk. So sweet that Ngak remembered Reggie and Andrea. He even shared with them later that he felt nervous when he saw them in the crowd.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
List of men who ought to be cloned
I'm writing this at Audrey's request. Apparently, the world would be a much better place, and all our probs will be solved if we could clone the following men, and distribute them ard.
1) Sting ('nuff said)
2) Viggo Mortensen ('Aragorn' in LOTR. So man! Plus so talented...he's a poet/ artist/ photographer/ actor etc)
3) Colin Firth (this came from Audrey)
4) Jamie Oliver (boyish charm!)
5) Rob Thomas (for his mesmerizing qualities...May will know)
and closer to home, we have...
6) Ngak (he sings at Timbre on Fridays. gorgeous voice. so cute!But his clone must NOT smoke.)
7) Chris Chia from ARPC (God-fearing, humble, perceptive and eloquent)
Ok...now i feel absolutely BIM!! Thanks Audrey. haha!
1) Sting ('nuff said)
2) Viggo Mortensen ('Aragorn' in LOTR. So man! Plus so talented...he's a poet/ artist/ photographer/ actor etc)
3) Colin Firth (this came from Audrey)
4) Jamie Oliver (boyish charm!)
5) Rob Thomas (for his mesmerizing qualities...May will know)
and closer to home, we have...
6) Ngak (he sings at Timbre on Fridays. gorgeous voice. so cute!But his clone must NOT smoke.)
7) Chris Chia from ARPC (God-fearing, humble, perceptive and eloquent)
Ok...now i feel absolutely BIM!! Thanks Audrey. haha!
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
My Grandma
My Grandma is so cute lah....she's been getting lazy at making her CNY goodies this yr. So to save time and effort, she's been making everything GIANT size. Eg. GIANT pineapple tarts/ almond cookies etc. You eat one, you will be full liao.
I've never seen such a huge pineapple tart in my life. She made me try one before dinner...and I was stuffed after tt. haha!
Then after that pre-dinner appetizer...we went to the newly opened hawker centre at Hougang for dinner. She was so excited, gave me a 'tour' round the new hawker centre.heh! Then, she ordered two plates of satay beehoon (one for herself, one for my grandfather), PLUS ONE PLATE OF FISH AND CHIPS, which they both shared. Warrau! Was amazed tt old pple can eat so much, when I had trouble finishing my single plate of fish and chips.....and she still asked me "Girl, u want Chwee Kueh?"
Now she's all hyped abt cooking lunch for my BMI colleagues, who are coming over to my place during CNY for mahjong. She intends to make her fried bee hoon, Kueh Pie Tee, curry chicken.
I love my grandma. :)Hee!
I've never seen such a huge pineapple tart in my life. She made me try one before dinner...and I was stuffed after tt. haha!
Then after that pre-dinner appetizer...we went to the newly opened hawker centre at Hougang for dinner. She was so excited, gave me a 'tour' round the new hawker centre.heh! Then, she ordered two plates of satay beehoon (one for herself, one for my grandfather), PLUS ONE PLATE OF FISH AND CHIPS, which they both shared. Warrau! Was amazed tt old pple can eat so much, when I had trouble finishing my single plate of fish and chips.....and she still asked me "Girl, u want Chwee Kueh?"
Now she's all hyped abt cooking lunch for my BMI colleagues, who are coming over to my place during CNY for mahjong. She intends to make her fried bee hoon, Kueh Pie Tee, curry chicken.
I love my grandma. :)Hee!
Doot doot doot...
Audrey says that everytime I'm with her, she gets silly tunes stuck in her head.
eg.
"you to me are everything, the sweetest song that i cld sing, Oh baby...(doot, doot doot)"
"shout, shout, LET IT ALL OUT, these are the things i can do without"
"doot doot-tut doot (the intro)...how deep is ur love, how deep is ur love, i really neeeeeed to knowwww!"
Well, apparently she's quite 'frustrated' by this trend. But i figured, this is probably my role in her life....to plant silly tunes in her head, and to get them to play on 'repeat mode'. *evil laughter*
May used to/ and still does the same thing to me now and then. Like when she sings,
"just the two of us , we can make it if we try, just the two of us." or
"insane in the membrane...*squeal* INSANE IN THE BRAIN!!"
OH MAN!!!
eg.
"you to me are everything, the sweetest song that i cld sing, Oh baby...(doot, doot doot)"
"shout, shout, LET IT ALL OUT, these are the things i can do without"
"doot doot-tut doot (the intro)...how deep is ur love, how deep is ur love, i really neeeeeed to knowwww!"
Well, apparently she's quite 'frustrated' by this trend. But i figured, this is probably my role in her life....to plant silly tunes in her head, and to get them to play on 'repeat mode'. *evil laughter*
May used to/ and still does the same thing to me now and then. Like when she sings,
"just the two of us , we can make it if we try, just the two of us." or
"insane in the membrane...*squeal* INSANE IN THE BRAIN!!"
OH MAN!!!
The "Crucible" of life....
It seems like so many of us have been finding it a difficult, rough start to the year....
We find ourselves being thrown into the 'fire'...and being broken (again).
Honestly, I keep seeing that word pop up lately. Aaron's msn nick was "Bless this broken road", Andrea's was "This broken road", mine was "Broken Flowers". Add on to that the Ginny Owens songs I've been listening to...where the theme of brokenness definitely is a golden thread running through her songs.
[Let me deviate by explaining the whole "Broken Flowers" nick, which actually came from the Bill Murray movie.....I was sharing with Audrey and Andrea, how i've been so intrigued by that image. So poignant....fragility vs beauty; beauty IN fragility. Mirrors our own r/p with Christ.
Audrey went on to add how flowers are organic...and they only get torn, not broken per se. SO, if they do get broken...it must have been quite a violent, deliberate act. Chew on tt!]
I was talking to Desmond about the situations/season that many of us are in now...and I just called it the "crucible" of life.
Might not really be a 'HAPPY' new year for some of us....but I suppose God must be teaching us something.
Andrea posted this song on her blog...and I was really moved by it in this season of my life. Spoke so deeply to my heart!
[Andrea: I read on the web that Jeremy lost his first wife to cancer and it really devastated him. And he was only 24 or younger when that happened. The songs on his "Worship Project" cd (where this one comes from) I think reflected his own personal journey coming to grips with what happened. He's since been remarried and with a new baby.]
WALK BY FAITH
by Jeremy Camp
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Will I believe You when You say
Your hand will guide my every way
Will I receive the words You say
Every moment of every day
Chorus:
I will walk by faith even when I cannot see
Because this broken road
Prepares Your will for me
Help me to rid my endless fears
You've been so faithful for all my years
With one breath You made me new
Your grace covers all I do
Well I'm broken but I still see Your face
Well You've spoken
Pouring Your words of grace
We find ourselves being thrown into the 'fire'...and being broken (again).
Honestly, I keep seeing that word pop up lately. Aaron's msn nick was "Bless this broken road", Andrea's was "This broken road", mine was "Broken Flowers". Add on to that the Ginny Owens songs I've been listening to...where the theme of brokenness definitely is a golden thread running through her songs.
[Let me deviate by explaining the whole "Broken Flowers" nick, which actually came from the Bill Murray movie.....I was sharing with Audrey and Andrea, how i've been so intrigued by that image. So poignant....fragility vs beauty; beauty IN fragility. Mirrors our own r/p with Christ.
Audrey went on to add how flowers are organic...and they only get torn, not broken per se. SO, if they do get broken...it must have been quite a violent, deliberate act. Chew on tt!]
I was talking to Desmond about the situations/season that many of us are in now...and I just called it the "crucible" of life.
Might not really be a 'HAPPY' new year for some of us....but I suppose God must be teaching us something.
Andrea posted this song on her blog...and I was really moved by it in this season of my life. Spoke so deeply to my heart!
[Andrea: I read on the web that Jeremy lost his first wife to cancer and it really devastated him. And he was only 24 or younger when that happened. The songs on his "Worship Project" cd (where this one comes from) I think reflected his own personal journey coming to grips with what happened. He's since been remarried and with a new baby.]
WALK BY FAITH
by Jeremy Camp
================
Will I believe You when You say
Your hand will guide my every way
Will I receive the words You say
Every moment of every day
Chorus:
I will walk by faith even when I cannot see
Because this broken road
Prepares Your will for me
Help me to rid my endless fears
You've been so faithful for all my years
With one breath You made me new
Your grace covers all I do
Well I'm broken but I still see Your face
Well You've spoken
Pouring Your words of grace
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Like.....totally!
I have a nagging suspicion that I'm getting 'blonder' each day. (I don't mean literally....although yes, my reddish/brown highlights are fading to my previous shade of blonde again)
Everytime my students make a positive comment/ remark...I'll reply with a 'COOL!'.
Eg.
"Michelle, I can hit my high notes with more ease now. Thanks!"
"COOL!!" *smilez*
"Michelle, my friend XX cldn't mk it for class tdy, but he'll do a make-up on Sat."
"Yup, that's COOL!!"
"Mich, thanks for your help! So we'll see you next wk and let you know how the song item went."
"Yeah that'll be COOL!!"
I tend to do this only with the younger students though. Nonetheless...I still got a rather amused smile from one of them. haha!
Well.....but thank gdness i'm not punctuating my sentences with "That's HOT!"....at least not yet. HAHA! :p
Everytime my students make a positive comment/ remark...I'll reply with a 'COOL!'.
Eg.
"Michelle, I can hit my high notes with more ease now. Thanks!"
"COOL!!" *smilez*
"Michelle, my friend XX cldn't mk it for class tdy, but he'll do a make-up on Sat."
"Yup, that's COOL!!"
"Mich, thanks for your help! So we'll see you next wk and let you know how the song item went."
"Yeah that'll be COOL!!"
I tend to do this only with the younger students though. Nonetheless...I still got a rather amused smile from one of them. haha!
Well.....but thank gdness i'm not punctuating my sentences with "That's HOT!"....at least not yet. HAHA! :p
Monday, January 16, 2006
Beren and Lúthien (J.R.R Tolkien)
A tale of the meeting between Beren, a mortal man, and Luthien Tinuviel (meaning nightingale), an Elven princess. Wandering in the woods of Neldoreth, Beren came upon Lúthien, daughter of Thingol and Melian, at a time of evening under moonrise, as she danced upon the unfading grass in the glades beside Esgalduin. Then all memory of his pain departed from him, and he fell into an enchantment; for Lúthien was the most beautiful of all the children of Ilúvatar. (A few generations later...we see the same poignant love story emerge again between Aragorn and Arwen.)
When I watched the documentaries on FOTR's extended discs...I believe they mentioned that Tolkien had his own young wife,Edith Bratt, in mind when he wrote the character of Luthien. Tolkien and his wife used to take long walks, and she would dance and sing for him in a wood filled with hemlock. That very personal image of the woman he loved, became the image used for the enchanted meeting between Beren and Luthien.
When Edith died, Tolkien engraved just one word, beneath her name, on her tombstone: 'Lúthien'. And when he himself died...he had 'Beren' engraved on his tombstone. Beren and Luthien, Aragorn and Arwen, J.R.R Tolkien and Edith Bratt....are but one and the same.
Sorry, but for lack of a better phrase...i'll just say "so sweet, can die". *sobz*
Song of Beren and Lúthien ("Fellowship of the Ring", J.R.R Tolkien)
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The leaves were long, the grass was green,
The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars in shadow shimmering.
Tinúviel was dancing there
To music of a pipe unseen,
And light of stars was in her hair,
And in her raiment glimmering.
There Beren came from mountains cold,
And lost he wandered under leaves,
And where the Elven-river rolled
He walked alone and sorrowing.
He peered between the hemlock-leaves
And saw in wonder flowers of gold
Upon her mantle and her sleeves,
And her hair like shadow following.
Enchantment healed his weary feet
That over hills were doomed to roam;
And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,
And grasped at moonbeams glistening.
Through woven woods in Elvenhome
She lightly fled on dancing feet,
And left him lonely still to roam
In the silent forest listening.
He heard there oft the flying sound
Of feet as light as linden-leaves,
Or music welling underground,
In hidden hollows quavering.
Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves,
And one by one with sighing sound
Whispering fell the beachen leaves
In the wintry woodland wavering.
He sought her ever, wandering far
Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
By light of moon and ray of star
In frosty heavens shivering.
Her mantle glinted in the moon,
As on a hill-top high and far
She danced, and at her feet was strewn
A mist of silver quivering.
When winter passed, she came again,
And her song released the sudden spring,
Like rising lark, and falling rain,
And melting water bubbling.
He saw the elven-flowers spring
About her feet, and healed again
He longed by her to dance and sing
Upon the grass untroubling.
Again she fled, but swift he came.
Tinúviel! Tinúviel!
He called her by her elvish name;
And there she halted listening.
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came,
And doom fell on Tinúviel
That in his arms lay glistening.
As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinúviel the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering.
Long was the way that fate them bore,
O'er stony mountains cold and grey,
Through halls of ireon and darkling door,
And woods of nightshade morrowless.
The Sundering Seas between them lay,
And yet at last they met once more,
And long ago they passed away
In the forest singing sorrowless.
When I watched the documentaries on FOTR's extended discs...I believe they mentioned that Tolkien had his own young wife,Edith Bratt, in mind when he wrote the character of Luthien. Tolkien and his wife used to take long walks, and she would dance and sing for him in a wood filled with hemlock. That very personal image of the woman he loved, became the image used for the enchanted meeting between Beren and Luthien.
When Edith died, Tolkien engraved just one word, beneath her name, on her tombstone: 'Lúthien'. And when he himself died...he had 'Beren' engraved on his tombstone. Beren and Luthien, Aragorn and Arwen, J.R.R Tolkien and Edith Bratt....are but one and the same.
Sorry, but for lack of a better phrase...i'll just say "so sweet, can die". *sobz*
Song of Beren and Lúthien ("Fellowship of the Ring", J.R.R Tolkien)
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The leaves were long, the grass was green,
The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars in shadow shimmering.
Tinúviel was dancing there
To music of a pipe unseen,
And light of stars was in her hair,
And in her raiment glimmering.
There Beren came from mountains cold,
And lost he wandered under leaves,
And where the Elven-river rolled
He walked alone and sorrowing.
He peered between the hemlock-leaves
And saw in wonder flowers of gold
Upon her mantle and her sleeves,
And her hair like shadow following.
Enchantment healed his weary feet
That over hills were doomed to roam;
And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,
And grasped at moonbeams glistening.
Through woven woods in Elvenhome
She lightly fled on dancing feet,
And left him lonely still to roam
In the silent forest listening.
He heard there oft the flying sound
Of feet as light as linden-leaves,
Or music welling underground,
In hidden hollows quavering.
Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves,
And one by one with sighing sound
Whispering fell the beachen leaves
In the wintry woodland wavering.
He sought her ever, wandering far
Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
By light of moon and ray of star
In frosty heavens shivering.
Her mantle glinted in the moon,
As on a hill-top high and far
She danced, and at her feet was strewn
A mist of silver quivering.
When winter passed, she came again,
And her song released the sudden spring,
Like rising lark, and falling rain,
And melting water bubbling.
He saw the elven-flowers spring
About her feet, and healed again
He longed by her to dance and sing
Upon the grass untroubling.
Again she fled, but swift he came.
Tinúviel! Tinúviel!
He called her by her elvish name;
And there she halted listening.
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came,
And doom fell on Tinúviel
That in his arms lay glistening.
As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinúviel the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering.
Long was the way that fate them bore,
O'er stony mountains cold and grey,
Through halls of ireon and darkling door,
And woods of nightshade morrowless.
The Sundering Seas between them lay,
And yet at last they met once more,
And long ago they passed away
In the forest singing sorrowless.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Fuzzify!
Some late Christmas/spontaneous gifts I gave to my dear Bernice, Aaron and Pammy...that were deliberately meant to evoke WAFFs (warm n fuzzy feelings). WE SHOULD ALL FUZZIFY!!! :) C'mon....everyone say Awwwwww! teehee!
- in the pic: a snuggly, baby blue blanket and extremely huggable soft toys from Ikea. I dunno what sort of creature it is, haha! But it is very adorable and cuddly. The little bunny bkmark in the middle says: 'I love you THIS much!' *Bunny desperately stretching skinny arms as high as possible* hee! (tts a reply to the qn at the bk which is 'Guess how much I love u?')
So shweeet can die rite? :)
Andrea: I still hv a small, late Christmas gift to pass u!! :) We miss u!!!
What's going on
1) Went Timbre last night with my band, Disclosure.
"The Ngak Band" was really ROCKIN' DOWN THE HOUSE!!!! (They play on Fri nites) Brilliant man! All of us were singing along and head-banging away. HA!
2) This is the 1st week of a new term at BMI. It generally went pretty well. I'm really enjoying teaching a lot more this term. Probably cos of the rest i got from the term break, and cos of the fewer classes this term. I feel like I can give more to each student, which is cool!
It was also heart-warming to see ALL the BMI folks again, after our 2 wk term break. :) In fact, on Mon nite....we all hung ard after classes ended just to chat and be ard each other. I suspect we are kinda hooked onto each other. haha! It honestly feels very weird when I don't get to see them everyday...so we resort to calling/ smsing just to find out each other is doing. It is still happening now! So sweet lah. Can't live without each other.
On tues, we all had a common dinner break (has never happened before!)...and sweet, brilliant Pam, ordered a party platter of Sushi for dinner. We all shared a meal, gathered ard a tble with our chopsticks....felt very cozy, like Reunion dinner! It was most fun too, seeing everyone overdose on the wasabi and choking/ tearing after tt. Too bad our dear Aaron wasn't ard...we were joking that he wld hv challenged Danny to a wasabi-eating competition. haha!
3) I bought my tix to the Corrinne May concert on 12 Feb, at UCC. $50 seats. Yeah, I was super kiasu. Bought it on the first day of ticket sales, as soon as Corrinne May sent out her newsletter to notify us. REALLY looking fwd to it!:)
"The Ngak Band" was really ROCKIN' DOWN THE HOUSE!!!! (They play on Fri nites) Brilliant man! All of us were singing along and head-banging away. HA!
2) This is the 1st week of a new term at BMI. It generally went pretty well. I'm really enjoying teaching a lot more this term. Probably cos of the rest i got from the term break, and cos of the fewer classes this term. I feel like I can give more to each student, which is cool!
It was also heart-warming to see ALL the BMI folks again, after our 2 wk term break. :) In fact, on Mon nite....we all hung ard after classes ended just to chat and be ard each other. I suspect we are kinda hooked onto each other. haha! It honestly feels very weird when I don't get to see them everyday...so we resort to calling/ smsing just to find out each other is doing. It is still happening now! So sweet lah. Can't live without each other.
On tues, we all had a common dinner break (has never happened before!)...and sweet, brilliant Pam, ordered a party platter of Sushi for dinner. We all shared a meal, gathered ard a tble with our chopsticks....felt very cozy, like Reunion dinner! It was most fun too, seeing everyone overdose on the wasabi and choking/ tearing after tt. Too bad our dear Aaron wasn't ard...we were joking that he wld hv challenged Danny to a wasabi-eating competition. haha!
3) I bought my tix to the Corrinne May concert on 12 Feb, at UCC. $50 seats. Yeah, I was super kiasu. Bought it on the first day of ticket sales, as soon as Corrinne May sent out her newsletter to notify us. REALLY looking fwd to it!:)
Catch a Falling Star
Sometimes we all need a little 'magic' and enchantment in our lives! *winkz*
Pssst! I wish that as you sleep tonight, you'll journey into Faerie... turn your face upon the moonshine, dance in a meadow of blue-bells, chance upon a fairy with melodious laughter, and be sprinkled with star-dust!
An excerpt from Neil Gaiman's charming and dazzling novel, "Stardust":
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" Dunstan paused in front of a stall covered with tiny crystal ornaments; he examined the miniature animals, pondering getting one for Daisy Hempstock. He picked up a crystal cat, no bigger than his thumb. Sagely it blinked at him, and he dropped it, shocked; it righted itself in midair and, like a real cat, fell on its four paws. Then it stalked over to the corner of the stall and began to wash itself."
Song (John Donne 1572-1631)
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Go, and catch a falling star
Get with child a mandrake root,
Tell me, where all the past years are,
Or who cleft the Devil's foot,
Teach me to hear mermaids singing,
Or to keep off envy's stinging,
And find
What wind
Serves to advance an honest mind
If thou be'est born to strange sights
Things invisible to see,
Ride ten thousand days and nights,
Till age snow white hairs on thee,
Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me
All strange wonders that befell thee
And swear
Nowhere
Lives a woman true, and fair.
If thou find'st one, let me know
Such a pilgrimage were sweet,
Yet do not, I would not go,
Thou at next door we might meet,
Thou she were true when you met her,
And last, till you write your letter
Yet she
Will be
False, ere I come, to two or three
Pssst! I wish that as you sleep tonight, you'll journey into Faerie... turn your face upon the moonshine, dance in a meadow of blue-bells, chance upon a fairy with melodious laughter, and be sprinkled with star-dust!
An excerpt from Neil Gaiman's charming and dazzling novel, "Stardust":
=======================================================
" Dunstan paused in front of a stall covered with tiny crystal ornaments; he examined the miniature animals, pondering getting one for Daisy Hempstock. He picked up a crystal cat, no bigger than his thumb. Sagely it blinked at him, and he dropped it, shocked; it righted itself in midair and, like a real cat, fell on its four paws. Then it stalked over to the corner of the stall and began to wash itself."
Song (John Donne 1572-1631)
============================
Go, and catch a falling star
Get with child a mandrake root,
Tell me, where all the past years are,
Or who cleft the Devil's foot,
Teach me to hear mermaids singing,
Or to keep off envy's stinging,
And find
What wind
Serves to advance an honest mind
If thou be'est born to strange sights
Things invisible to see,
Ride ten thousand days and nights,
Till age snow white hairs on thee,
Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me
All strange wonders that befell thee
And swear
Nowhere
Lives a woman true, and fair.
If thou find'st one, let me know
Such a pilgrimage were sweet,
Yet do not, I would not go,
Thou at next door we might meet,
Thou she were true when you met her,
And last, till you write your letter
Yet she
Will be
False, ere I come, to two or three
Thursday, January 05, 2006
"Be Still, My Soul"
Words by Katharine von Schlegel, 1697-?
Music by Jean Sibelius, 1865-1957
"In quietness and in confidence shall be your strength"- Psalm 46:10
I love these beautiful old hymns....they resonante with such depth of feeling, rich Christian experience and faithfulness in Scriptural expression.
I've been listening to Ginny Owens' rendition of this hymn...very tender indeed.
May and Rie: Yes....I'm revisiting Ginny Owens again. So amazing tt May watched Felicity, introduced me to Ginny Owens, then I intro to Rie in Langkawi. :) Rie: I really related to your post on "This Road". Sometimes I feel as if I'm bk where I started again, the same place....remember Langkawi and "If you want me to"? But then....I realize, that I'm not the same person...I hope I've grown since then. Hang in there dearie!
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Be still, my soul
The Lord is on thy side
Bear patiently, the cross of grief or pain
Leave to thy God, to order and provide
In every change, He faithful will remain
Be still my soul
They best, thy heav'nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end
Be still my soul
Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake
All now mysterious shall be bright at last
Be still, my soul
The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below
Be still, my soul
The hour is hast'ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gon
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored
Be still my soul
When change and tears are past
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last
Music by Jean Sibelius, 1865-1957
"In quietness and in confidence shall be your strength"- Psalm 46:10
I love these beautiful old hymns....they resonante with such depth of feeling, rich Christian experience and faithfulness in Scriptural expression.
I've been listening to Ginny Owens' rendition of this hymn...very tender indeed.
May and Rie: Yes....I'm revisiting Ginny Owens again. So amazing tt May watched Felicity, introduced me to Ginny Owens, then I intro to Rie in Langkawi. :) Rie: I really related to your post on "This Road". Sometimes I feel as if I'm bk where I started again, the same place....remember Langkawi and "If you want me to"? But then....I realize, that I'm not the same person...I hope I've grown since then. Hang in there dearie!
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Be still, my soul
The Lord is on thy side
Bear patiently, the cross of grief or pain
Leave to thy God, to order and provide
In every change, He faithful will remain
Be still my soul
They best, thy heav'nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end
Be still my soul
Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake
All now mysterious shall be bright at last
Be still, my soul
The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below
Be still, my soul
The hour is hast'ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gon
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored
Be still my soul
When change and tears are past
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last
Read between the lines
"You just call out my name
And you know, wherever I am
I'll come running, to see you again
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
All you gotta do is call
And I'll be there baby,
You've got a friend" -Carole King-
I've been listening to loads of Carole King and Corrinne May lately. They're both amazing female singers...their voices arrest you, grab your attention, and there's a certain warmth that goes deep into your heart and soul. Lovely to play their music on a rainy day. ha!Plus, they share a connection in that they've collaborated on the writing of "If you didn't love me".
Audrey and I were singing "You've got a friend" on the mrt yesterday...while it was raining outside. That was a fun, heart-warming moment. :) As I put that song on repeat mode lately....I started to realize who are the friends ard me that I can REALLY count on.
It's no use telling me "I'm here for you, just call me"....when it really only means "I'm here for you, for a while....and/or when it's convenient". Ok, call me cynical....but it's true. That "i'm here, just call" statement has just become a social cliche....sometimes it rings empty.
I really don't think pple shld promise it at all, if they don't mean it.
On a more positive note, I sincerely treasure those friends who mean what they say, and can truly be counted on....for that insane phone call at 2am in the morning...to literally provide that shoulder to cry on...that hand to hold...for hugs....for prayers....for a hang-out session over beer/prata...for that teddy bear/ rose etc that says "I love you". I think you know who you are.
Thank you. You illuminate my darkness.
Here's a sweet tribute to my friends. Not a very poetic expression, but its groovy and fun, plus I know some of you lurrrve this song. hehe! I've dumped in the verse as well...cos i'm sure once you recognise the chorus, you'll want to sing more. HAHA!
"You to me are everything" by Svala
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I would take the stars
Out of the sky for you
Stop the rain from falling
If you asked me to
I'd do anything for you
Your wish is my command
I could move a mountain when
Your hand is in my hand
Words cannot express
How much you mean to me
There must be some other way
To make you see
If it takes my heart and soul
You know I'd pay the price
Everything that I possess
I'd gladly sacrifice
Oh you to me are everything
The sweetest song
That I could sing
Oh baby, oh baby
To you I guess
I'm just a clown
Who picks you up
Each time you're down
Oh baby, oh baby
And you know, wherever I am
I'll come running, to see you again
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
All you gotta do is call
And I'll be there baby,
You've got a friend" -Carole King-
I've been listening to loads of Carole King and Corrinne May lately. They're both amazing female singers...their voices arrest you, grab your attention, and there's a certain warmth that goes deep into your heart and soul. Lovely to play their music on a rainy day. ha!Plus, they share a connection in that they've collaborated on the writing of "If you didn't love me".
Audrey and I were singing "You've got a friend" on the mrt yesterday...while it was raining outside. That was a fun, heart-warming moment. :) As I put that song on repeat mode lately....I started to realize who are the friends ard me that I can REALLY count on.
It's no use telling me "I'm here for you, just call me"....when it really only means "I'm here for you, for a while....and/or when it's convenient". Ok, call me cynical....but it's true. That "i'm here, just call" statement has just become a social cliche....sometimes it rings empty.
I really don't think pple shld promise it at all, if they don't mean it.
On a more positive note, I sincerely treasure those friends who mean what they say, and can truly be counted on....for that insane phone call at 2am in the morning...to literally provide that shoulder to cry on...that hand to hold...for hugs....for prayers....for a hang-out session over beer/prata...for that teddy bear/ rose etc that says "I love you". I think you know who you are.
Thank you. You illuminate my darkness.
Here's a sweet tribute to my friends. Not a very poetic expression, but its groovy and fun, plus I know some of you lurrrve this song. hehe! I've dumped in the verse as well...cos i'm sure once you recognise the chorus, you'll want to sing more. HAHA!
"You to me are everything" by Svala
======================================
I would take the stars
Out of the sky for you
Stop the rain from falling
If you asked me to
I'd do anything for you
Your wish is my command
I could move a mountain when
Your hand is in my hand
Words cannot express
How much you mean to me
There must be some other way
To make you see
If it takes my heart and soul
You know I'd pay the price
Everything that I possess
I'd gladly sacrifice
Oh you to me are everything
The sweetest song
That I could sing
Oh baby, oh baby
To you I guess
I'm just a clown
Who picks you up
Each time you're down
Oh baby, oh baby
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Sydney Photos
Darling Harbour
Terry and Virginia- the owners of Camomile Cottage (Blue Mts)
Hi folks...I've FINALLY completed sorting out my Sydney photos...all 1000++ of them.
I'ts taken forever, but being able to view them in my Multiply online album now, is soooooo sweet. :) (of course i didn't post ALL 1000 of them in the album lah. no worries!)
Here's the link: http://jazzymoo.multiply.com/photos
Enjoy!!
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