Sarah Brightman - Anytime Anywhere

Another one of those songs that refuses to leave your head for days on end. .




SARAH BRIGHTMAN - ANYTIME, ANYWHERE

Strade son' cambiate.
Faccie son' diverse.
Era la mia città.
Non la conosco più.
La ora io sono solo un' estranea
Senza patria.

I remember you were there.
Any one emotion.
Any true devotion.
Anytime, anywhere.


Case son' cambiate.
Voci son' diverse.
Era la mia città.
Non la conosco più.
La ora io sono solo un' estranea
Senza patria.


I remember you were there.
Any one emotion.
Any true devotion.
Anytime, anywhere.


Tanti, anni son' passati.
Vite son' cambiate.
Era la mia città.
Non la conosco più.
E ora io sono solo un' estranea
Senza patria.

Psalm 8

PSALM 8 - DIE BOODSKAP

As ek opkyk na alles wat U in die hemelruim gemaak het - al die planete, melkwegstelsels en miljoene sterre, dan snak ek na my asem en ek sien hoe piepklein die mens regtig is. En tog, hoeveel gee U nie om vir hierdie piepklein mensie nie! Dink net: U sorg vir hom. Hy is vir U belangrik. U het hom so belangrik gemaak dat hy amper soos U is; U behandel hom soos 'n koning; U gee 'n baie hoe posisie aan om. U wil he dat die mens oral moet wys hoe groot U is. Hy is mos U verteenwoordiger. U lat hom soos 'n groot leier regeer oor U handewerk. Hy moet vir alles sorg wat U gemaak het, veral die diere is van hom afhanklik.

~ 5 November 2004, Drakensberg Sun ~

Reading in 2008

When I promised myself in 2008 that I would try to do more reading. . I did not have the slightest idea what turmoil the year would bring. . I only read 24 books and missed the target of 27. . my husband enjoys non-fiction and philosophy so let's see what this year's reading will entail. I'm actually quite excited about the type of books I now have access to, but I hope there will be a bit of light reading in between.

Annemari Coetser - Oop kaarte
David Baldacci - Simple Genius
David Morrell - Creepers
Dr. Spencer Johnson - Who moved my cheese?
Ellen Gunderson Traylor - Maria Magdalena
Gayton McKenzie - The Choice, as told to Charles Cilliers
John van de Ruit - Spud: The Madness Continues
Karen Kingsbury - Between Sundays
Kenneth Blanchard/William Olsen - The One Minute Manager Meets the Monkey
L. Frank Baum - The Wizard of Oz
Margaret Craven - I heard the owl call my name
Michael Connelly - The Last Coyote
Nora Roberts - The Chesapeake Bay Quartet/Chesapeake Blue
Nora Roberts - The Chesapeake Bay Quartet/Inner Harbor
Nora Roberts - The Chesapeake Bay Quartet/Rising Tide
Nora Roberts - The Chesapeake Bay Quartet/Sea Swept
Nora Roberts/J.D. Robb - Strangers in Death
Paulo Coelho - The Zahir
Rhonda Byrne - The Secret
Sue Grafton - C is for Corpse
Sue Grafton - H is for Homicide
Sue Grafton - I is for Innocent
Sue Grafton - M is for Malice
Sue Grafton - T is for Trespass
William Golding - Lord of the Flies

The Optimist's Creed - Christian D. Larson

The Optimist's Creed was written by Christian D. Larson in 1912. C.D.Larson was an Inspirational Teacher. The Creed was written with the intent of summoning ALL GOOD into your life. .

On the first day of 2009 - I think these twelve promises are a good starting point:

I PROMISE MYSELF. .

to be so strong that nothing can disturb my peace of mind.

to talk health and happiness, and prosperity to every person I meet.

to make all my friends feel that there is something worthwile in them.

to look at the sunny side of everything and make my optimism come true.

to think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.

to be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as I am about my own.

to forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.

to wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature that I meet.

to give so much time to improving myself that I have no time to criticize others.

to be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

to think well of myself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words, but in great deeds.

to live in the faith that the whole world is on my side, so long as I am true to the best that is in me.

December Prayer

My hartewens ook:

Prayer for December

“Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not
so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.
It is in dying to self that we are born to eternal life.”
Amen

The prayer of Francis of Assisi (1181-1226).

Gummi Bears

This one came back to me in a BIG way!



GUMMI BEARS THEME SONG

Dashing and daring,
Courageous and caring,
Faithful and friendly,
With stories to share.
All through the forest,
They sing out in chorus,
Marching along,
As their song fills the air.

Gummi Bears!!
Bouncing here and there and everywhere.
High adventure that's beyond compare.
They are the Gummi Bears.

Magic and mystery,
Are part of their history,
Along with the secret,
Of gummiberry juice.
Their legend is growing,
They take pride in knowing,
They'll fight for what's right,
In whatever they do.

Gummi Bears!!
Bouncing here and there and everywhere.
High adventure that's beyond compare.
They are the Gummi Bears.
They are the Gummi Bears!!

Mushrooms

Sylvia, the movie starring Gwyneth Paltrow and Daniel Craig introduced me to the poetry of Sylvia Plath. Below, one of her best known poems.

Mushrooms


Overnight, very
Whitely, discreetly,
Very quietly

Our toes, our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.

Nobody sees us,
Stops us, betrays us;
The small grains make room.

Soft fists insist on
Heaving the needles,
The leafy bedding,

Even the paving.
Our hammers, our rams,
Earless and eyeless,

Perfectly voiceless,
Widen the crannies,
Shoulder through holes. We

Diet on water,
On crumbs of shadow,
Bland-mannered, asking

Little or nothing.
So many of us!
So many of us!

We are shelves, we are
Tables, we are meek,
We are edible,

Nudgers and shovers
In spite of ourselves.
Our kind multiplies:

We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foot's in the door.

Sylvia Plath