 When you listen generously
When you listen generously
to people
they can hear the truth
in themselves,
often for the
first time.
-Rachel Naomi Remen
May we listen generously to all who cross our paths today.....
 When you listen generously
When you listen generously
 Last year I read "Take this Bread" by Sara Miles and thought it was more than wonderful. Recently I started it again for a small group reading selection and am finding it to be even more earth- shattering than the first time.
 Last year I read "Take this Bread" by Sara Miles and thought it was more than wonderful. Recently I started it again for a small group reading selection and am finding it to be even more earth- shattering than the first time.
So this morning as I was driving over to P.T. to church I was listening to the 60's station on XM radio when the 5th Dimension came on - remember them? I always thought they sang in such perfect harmony. And so I started to sing along with them...Oh Sweet Blindness is the name of the song - but for some reason I had never really heard the words.....first of all, I've been singing "Down by the graveyard, drink my daddy's wine"......when it actually said "down by the grapevine".....but then i listened a little more carefully to ALL the words and you will find them below:
Down by the grapevine
Drink my daddy's wine, get happy
Down by the grapevine
Drink my daddy's wine, get happy
Happy, oh sweet blindness, a little magic
A little kindness, oh sweet blindness
All over me, four leaves on a clover
I'm just a bit of a shade hungover
Come on baby do a slow float
You're a good lookin' riverboat
And ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me
Down by the grapevine
Drink my daddy's wine, good mornin'
Down by the grapevine
Drink my daddy's wine, good mornin
Mornin', oh sweet blindness
A little magic, a little kindness
Oh sweet blindness all over me
Please don't tell my mother
I'm a saloon and a moonshine lover
Come on baby do a slow float
You're a good lookin' riverboat
And ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me
(Don't ask me cause I)
Ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinkin'
Ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinkin'
Ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinkin'
Wine, of wonder, wonder (by the way)
Sweet blindness, a little magic
A little kindness oh sweet blindness all over me
Don't let daddy hear it
He don't believe in the gin mill spirit
Come on baby do a slow float
You're a good lookin' riverboat
And ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me, good to me
And ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me.
Can you say "intervention needed"? I think mother does need to know that they are saloon and moonshine lovers, don't you? Here are my questions - Was the person hung over when they penned these lyrics? What does it mean to be a good looking riverboat? Why are they drinking in the morning? And what is the gin mill spirit?
And I'm not even going to mention the outfits that are being worn in the video!!!


 "Life responds when we risk. It meets us more than halfway & almost always demonstrates that the risk was worth taking. The heart's sure release is in moving with that release. It is in taking that step w/o assurances. Do we want to be 70 years old & saying to ourselves on our deathbeds "I wish I had...?" The way to prevent this regret is to live and risk in a never-ending journey deeper into our hearts. Are we willing to die to our old ways and risk the new? With experience our faith in this uncharted path of the heart will mature, and our mind will give up its battle to control. There is no other way to open the door to our heart except by risking our fears. What do we have to lose?"
 "Life responds when we risk. It meets us more than halfway & almost always demonstrates that the risk was worth taking. The heart's sure release is in moving with that release. It is in taking that step w/o assurances. Do we want to be 70 years old & saying to ourselves on our deathbeds "I wish I had...?" The way to prevent this regret is to live and risk in a never-ending journey deeper into our hearts. Are we willing to die to our old ways and risk the new? With experience our faith in this uncharted path of the heart will mature, and our mind will give up its battle to control. There is no other way to open the door to our heart except by risking our fears. What do we have to lose?"



 Then suddenly a woman who had been suffering from hemorrhages for twelve years came up behind him and touched the fringe of his cloak, for she said to herself, "If I only touch his cloak, I will be made well." Jesus turned, and seeing her he said, "Take heart, daughter; your faith has made you well." And instantly the woman was made well.
 Then suddenly a woman who had been suffering from hemorrhages for twelve years came up behind him and touched the fringe of his cloak, for she said to herself, "If I only touch his cloak, I will be made well." Jesus turned, and seeing her he said, "Take heart, daughter; your faith has made you well." And instantly the woman was made well. I've never really looked too closely at this logo until now - does that cow with the narrow waistline, false eyelashes and the red lipstick look a bit "sultry" to you? It's beginning to creep me out! To me, "sexy" and "cow" just don't go together.....however, in the land of my birth "stupid" and "cow" is a very common saying....but back to the subject at hand...i'm guessing that sexy cows sell ice cream?
 I've never really looked too closely at this logo until now - does that cow with the narrow waistline, false eyelashes and the red lipstick look a bit "sultry" to you? It's beginning to creep me out! To me, "sexy" and "cow" just don't go together.....however, in the land of my birth "stupid" and "cow" is a very common saying....but back to the subject at hand...i'm guessing that sexy cows sell ice cream? My sister Rebecca sent me this via email last week. I'm sure it's made the rounds since it was from 2002 but there is something quite magical about this picture. I think it's her hands. She's holding them out in a similar fashion to the way the statue of Mary is holding hers - palms open.
 My sister Rebecca sent me this via email last week. I'm sure it's made the rounds since it was from 2002 but there is something quite magical about this picture. I think it's her hands. She's holding them out in a similar fashion to the way the statue of Mary is holding hers - palms open.what can I say? the man has a way with words!
 
 
 
 
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