tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76546095190409730432024-03-21T11:21:10.596-07:00Capriccio"Today is the oldest you've ever been, and the youngest you'll ever be again." ~ Eleanor Roosevelthav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-47369978610915384132019-09-03T13:07:00.002-07:002020-07-16T11:09:15.899-07:00When a new Starr was bornDear Penny Starr,<br />
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When you died a year ago today, I know that you left this earth and became even more sparkly and shiny... you lifted up and became a heavenly star, er, Starr. Penelope Starr, my person. I miss you so much. I'm so grateful that I knew you, and that you honored me with calling me a good friend.<br />
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I have so much to say to you, to tell you. And Elizabeth Gilbert, in a recent Instagram post, gave her rules on writing - the first rule being to write like you're writing a letter TO someone. My someone is YOU. And her second rule is to start at the beginning of the story, write what happened and write until you come to the end.<br />
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I'm not sure exactly where this, my, our (?) story starts... does it start with the day you asked to ride down to Green Valley for a chorus performance with me and Lisa, and you were in the front seat while Lisa changed clothes in the back seat of my blue Chrysler PT Cruiser? For that was the day, in my memory at least, that you arrived in my heart. I knew then that there was a specialness to you, a zest for life and adventure that I wanted to have a little bit of. We laughed a lot in that car ride... and we had so many laughs in the 9 short years of being one of my very best friends, and I think I was in your special circle as well... at least for the time you were here in the desert.<br />
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That's a start. There'll be more. In the meantime...<br />
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A Barbershop favorite ♫<br />
<br />hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-31102686867688377972018-05-22T21:40:00.002-07:002018-05-22T21:40:49.090-07:00Putting A Plan TogetherI want to do <a href="https://www.sistersonthefly.com/" target="_blank">this</a>.<br />
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In something that looks like <a href="http://www.goldenvillagepalms.com/2016/05/vintage-trailer-and-camper-show-draws-a-huge-crowd-to-the-resort/#!prettyPhoto[1]/http://www.goldenvillagepalms.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/gvp-vintage-camper-trailer-show26-1024x679.jpg" target="_blank">this</a>. Or <a href="https://cozylittlehouse.com/2015/06/living-simply-part-1-vintage-trailers.html" target="_blank">this</a>. Or <a href="https://www.sistersonthefly.com/gallery/trailer-gallery/" target="_blank">these</a>.<br />
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3 year plan.<br />
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Singing with my guitar & ukulele... blogging... youtube channel... passive income.<br />
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Get my passport.<br />
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Save some money.<br />
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Buy a trailer.<br />
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Take some self-defense classes.<br />
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Learn about basic mechanics.<br />
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Learn about herbal remedies.<br />
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Continue using Essential Oils.<br />
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DeClutter and digitize.<br />
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Walk. Stretch. Strength exercise. Eat 80/20 Plant-Based Whole Food.<br />
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Visit every Sweet Adeline Regional and Harmony Inc Area Contest.<br />
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Visit as many barbershop and a cappella groups as I can.<br />
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Stay in all the national parks.<br />
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This is just the beginning of what I want to do before I turn 65.<br />
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I want to start in 3 years, and in 5 years be doing it full time. hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-41369798784466134742015-03-29T13:54:00.000-07:002015-03-29T13:54:46.437-07:00Seizing the Day"Today is the oldest you've ever been, and the youngest you'll ever be again." ~ Eleanor Roosevelt<br />
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I love love love this quote.<br />
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After going to Real Estate School last summer, and joining a very good Real Estate Company here in my hometown, I discovered that I really don't want to do Real Estate.<br />
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I learned a lot in class, and one thing about this business, is that it is constantly changing. I like change. A lot. About every 5 years or so I do something to uproot or disrupt my current state (moving to Scotland and then moving back, for example).<br />
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But, keeping the focus of this blog to Living My Passion... this quote is more about saying <b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">"Yes!"</span></b> to stepping out blindly on faith to finally <i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(finally!)</span></i> <b><span style="color: #990000;">Sing for My Supper</span></b>, so to speak. The two pictures below are almost 25 years apart ~ I graduated from college in December of 1990 - that fall we performed "Oliver!" The picture below is from 2012... still singing & performing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1990 - Widow Corney Unwigged (Oliver! Pepperdine University)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2012 - Sweet Adeline! Singing at the Afterglow with my Quartet, "Footnotes"</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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The one constant in my life is singing. Performing. I've taken some breaks, sure - but I'm always singing. I started singing in chorus in 4th grade at Parkview Elementary school - and sang all through my educational years. Then I graduated from college and found Sweet Adelines, and have continued singing barbershop for almost 25 years. I took a 4-year break to do local independent theatre (musicals, of course!), then came back to a cappella singing in 1995 and haven't hardly looked back.<br />
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I even sang with Sweet Adelines overseas.<br />
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It is now 2015. Why has it taken me 25 years to realize this, for me, is more than a hobby?<br />
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A question to be answered in another post.hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-82928496649963498162015-03-25T14:11:00.000-07:002015-03-25T14:14:11.626-07:00Music lasts us through life<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 15.456px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 1; word-spacing: 0px;">♪ "<i>Music ... furnishes a delightful recreation for the hours of respite from the cares of the day, and lasts us through life</i>." ~ Thomas Jefferson</span></span></div>
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hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-79487632993915588162014-07-03T09:01:00.002-07:002014-07-03T09:03:55.747-07:00Decorative StorageI love when storage solutions can be decorative and pretty! I saw a scrappy gal who made window coverings from strips of fabric... and a friend of mine used her pretty, floaty & decorative fine netting fabric around her bathroom window as a place to put her (barbershop-related) pins and name tag.... and I kinda combined the two for this:<br />
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I am de-cluttering... and found the shoe laces in a stash... so used them instead of fabric strips, and Voila!hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-50544081513460449562013-01-08T17:37:00.001-08:002013-01-08T17:37:08.755-08:00K.I.S.S.Keep It Simple Silly (I'm going to use the nicer name in keeping with being kind to myself...)<br />
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Short but sweet.<br />
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Simplify.<br />
Decrease.<br />
Pare Down.<br />
Create Space.<br />
Stay Hydrated.<br />
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I've not been keeping up with my usual water habit. I'm a huge water drinker, which is good, when you live in the desert... but also good if you live on land.<br />
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Water is life. <br />
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If there is magic in this world, it is in water (paraphrased line from "Once Upon A Time").<br />
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Drink Lively! <br />
<br />hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-57217513261792290822013-01-06T13:24:00.000-08:002013-01-08T17:33:12.278-08:00To Let Go or Not Let Go, that is the question<br />
I just started reading a great blog, <a href="http://theminimalists.com/">theminimalists.com</a> (Joshua & Ryan), whom I found from a blog, "<a href="http://bemorewithless.com/2012/jump/" target="_blank">Be More With Less</a>" and came across a post, by Joshua with a line or two of which I strongly disagree. (I bolded in red the lines I take issue with... most everything else I fully agree with.)<br />
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Joshua writes:<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">A few words about sentimental items</span></h4>
<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">"We all have sentimental items like pictures of loved ones, that plate
your mom gave you for a special occasion, those little knickknacks that
grandma gave us as kids, etc.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">This might come as a shock to you, but <i>throw them away</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Think about it. They don’t really have any value or meaning other than the meaning you give those items.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Hold on to your pictures </span><b><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">for now, we’ll ask you to scan them and then throw them away in a few days.</span></span></b><br />
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</span></b><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">But everything else can go.<b><span style="color: #990000;"> The past does not equal the future.</span></b> The
sentimental items are a reminder of the past and you don’t want to live
there.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">You want to live in the now.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">You want to '<a href="http://www.theminimalists.com/be-on-the-mountain/" target="_blank">be on the mountain</a>.'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">This might sound shocking to you, and you might be terribly afraid to
throw out that box of trinkets that you never use, because they have <i>sentimental value</i>.
But you are starting a new life, and <span style="color: #990000;"><b>you don’t need constant reminders
of the past to have your new life.</b></span> It’s counter-intuitive."</span></blockquote>
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I don't think this is true for everyone in regards to the physical photos and albums. I find HUGE pleasure in reminding myself (through photographs and journals) events that I don't remember, places I've been that have become lost in a gray area of memory... but I took photos and wrote down key events or situations or people that made that time 'memorable.' <br />
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<i>Sidethought: Yes, you can look at them digitally, but there is a tactile pleasure in the creation of the memory page, and sitting down later (a few days, a few weeks, a few years, two decades....) to remember the good stuff. If the comet comes close enough to de-magnetize our world, most electronics will quit functioning. I can sit down with a flashlight or a candle or in the sun and look at a trees-were-killed-for-this album in the midst of my world falling apart and remember happy times and loved ones. 'Cuz I'm doomsday like that. </i></blockquote>
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As I write that, I have conflict - <span style="color: #674ea7;"><b>"If something is (truly) memorable, why do I need to write it down or memorialize it via a memory album/scrapbook... won't I just remember it?"</b></span><br />
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Well, because ~ for most of us mere mortals, the answer is, "No, I won't just remember it." Most of us are not Dr. Spencer Reid from "<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0452046/" target="_blank">Criminal Minds</a>", and don't remember lots of details of things we had a great time doing. Especially if you struggle with negative thinking (i.e. if you're on the bi-polar spectrum or if you're depressed). Some might even call the process of recalling positive memories as therapy. I'm just sayin'.<br />
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<u>Case in point:</u><br />
The best job I ever had was singing, dancing and doing improvisational acting with a small touring company called Bravvo Productions! There were four of us in a van, with a trailer, and we sang and danced and improv'd from Key Largo to Boston and everywhere in between. I got to see the East Coast of America with the history and the landmarks and places I'd always wanted to go (and go back to!) I have 3 three-ring binders that are 'scrapbooked'* - pictures and stories, along with promotional items the Country Clubs published about our performances (including the prestigious <a href="http://www.pinehurst.com/" target="_blank">Pinehurst Resort & Country Club</a> in Pinehurst, North Carolina). <i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">*They're not "safe" as far as 'scrapbooking' is concerned on acid-free paper blah blah blah, which is one reason I wanted to see what condition they're in and how I can rescue it without spending too much time....' </span></i><br />
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This was in 1993. January thru April of '93, to be precise.<br />
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Please pause for a moment while I wonder where 20 years has gone... <br />
*cough* <br />
a bit of a shock as I realize that was exactly. like seriously. 20 years ago.</div>
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I briefly looked through one of the binders this morning (I took the binders out of the storage bin I had them in to see what I want to do with them....), and there are pictures of people I knew well because we were traveling in a van together, friends I saw while on the trip (and am still in contact with 20 years later!), experiences I treasured, and anecdotal stories from each performance.<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><b>Not only does this time remind me that "Yes, I am a professional" when it comes to singing and performing and entertaining, it also shows me how far I've come, or, how far I've drifted off the path I want, or thought I wanted. It causes me to re-evaluate some of the decisions I've made, and helps me make better decisions today. Hindsight and all that.</b></span><br />
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I think I'm older than both Joshua and Ryan, and I strongly believe that <span style="color: #990000;"><b>"... constant reminders of the past"</b></span> are not a hindrance <span style="color: #990000;"><b>"...to have your new life."</b></span> For me, reminders of the past show us <span style="color: #351c75;"><b>how far we've come.</b></span><br />
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I struggle every single day with self-esteem and good-enough issues, and the little duck that quacks constantly about not "being enough..." My (personal) visual reminders are affirmative stones in the balance scale of my emotional equilibrium, and having them to refer to helps keep me positive and inspired, which is what keeps up my <a href="http://capricciosing.blogspot.com/2013/01/perseverance-it-isnt-dirty-word.html" target="_blank">perseverance</a>.<br />
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Having a past reminds me of long-held dreams that might have been forgotten because of the side-trips life takes, and maybe I want to find the main road again. Having the reminders gives me that choice.<br />
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I was remembering the other day how much I adored (we're talking seriously spent hours and hours and hours) drawing my dream house. I had the paper with the little squares, and I had atriums in the middle of the house, walls of aquariums, round, castle-like adornments... and in one of the binder journals of the Bravvo Tour I found a "more recent" drawing (!) When did I stop drawing them? When I found out that architecture school had too much math to be fun? That it would be <b>too difficult</b>?<br />
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So what<i> is</i> the point?<br />
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My past doesn't define me and doesn't define my future. But every journey (hopefully by you know I mean "Life" when I say 'journey') has a starting point, and...<br />
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<li>Knowing where we started helps us realize how far we've come. </li>
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<li>Knowing where we started helps us appreciate the detours that we've taken ~ adventures, opportunities, and learning experiences are all valuable to the future growth we are pursuing. </li>
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<li>Knowing where we started helps us see that we might be lost, or if we are on the <a href="http://youtu.be/_TkxDa4rKnI" target="_blank">roundabout</a> and keep seeing the same things over and over. and over. That we've lost our way and it is time to regroup and refocus.</li>
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<li>Knowing where we started is a reminder of either where we want to be again, or where we never want to be again (as in losing 100 lbs - before, <a href="http://walktosing.blogspot.com/p/photo-journey.html" target="_blank">during</a>, and after pictures are priceless!).</li>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-size: large;">Specifically, as I've written this post, I've realized (again) that I don't do things that are difficult or hard.</span></span></div>
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I <a href="http://www.theminimalists.com/21days/day1-2/" target="_blank">must</a> change that. <br />
<br />hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-31559494628552916572013-01-02T21:41:00.000-08:002013-01-02T21:41:35.279-08:00Perseverance. It isn't a dirty word.<blockquote class="tr_bq">
<span class="fontsize12">"Great works are performed, not by strength, but by perseverance." - Samuel Johnson</span></blockquote>
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<span class="fontsize12">Perseverance. It is the KEY to everything.</span><br />
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<span class="fontsize12">My words of wisdom for today.</span><br />
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<span class="fontsize12">I will continue to believe that "I can do all things through Christ, which strengthens me."</span><br />
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<span class="fontsize12">I will continue to try not to say things to myself that I would never, ever-in-a-million-years say to anyone in my outside voice.</span><br />
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<span class="fontsize12">I will continue to make lists of "To Do's" that don't get done on the day I hope they will, but they do get done eventually.</span><br />
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<span class="fontsize12">I will continue to wake up in the morning and tell myself "I like getting up in the morning." (isn't there something about if you tell a lie long enough that it becomes the truth...?! *wink wink*)</span><br />
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<span class="fontsize12">I will continue to believe in myself. That I lost 100 pounds in 2011. That I will lose these 30 that I've gained back. That I did it. I did it. I really, really, really did it.</span><br />
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<u><span class="fontsize12">A Question:</span></u><br />
<span class="fontsize12">Why don't I (can't I) believe that I did it? Do I not believe it because I did it with help?</span><br />
<span class="fontsize12">Do I not believe it because it happened so fast? Do I not believe it because I listen to the 'the duck?' (another post will explain the duck).</span></blockquote>
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<span class="fontsize12">We all have the chance and <a href="http://www.simplemindfulness.com/2012/12/28/scare-your-monkey-mind/" target="_blank">ability to start over</a> again. Each day (thank God) is a new beginning.</span><br />
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<span class="fontsize12">I am a New Creation. </span>hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-70304320848430715062013-01-01T22:19:00.001-08:002013-01-01T22:19:38.124-08:00Use What Talents You Possess...I love <span style="font-size: x-small;">[adore, treasure, and hold quite dear]</span> this quote from Henry Van Dyke ~<br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">"Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except the very best."</span></b></span></i></blockquote>
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I can say again and again and again how good singing is for you. I'm not saying that singing the right notes is what is good for you. I'm not saying that singing "in tune" is what is good for you. I'm not even saying that singing a particular song is what is good for you.<br />
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Creating sound with our bodies... making some vibrations within your body... humming your own melody that you're making up as you go along... not having to worry about keeping time with a piano... or following the words on the karaoke machine... THIS... this natural and what-our-bodies-are-designed-to-do-singing is what is good for you.<br />
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It is good for your mental health.<br />
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It is excellent for your physical health.<br />
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It is amazing for your soul.<br />
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Sing Your Song. Find the child that used to sing before the child discovered judgement. Relax into the melody your heart wants you to know.hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-88162434456880864632012-12-22T06:13:00.000-08:002012-12-22T06:13:01.111-08:00Answers I Have"You have the answer. Just get quiet enough to hear it." ~ Pat Obuchowski<br />
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I've been sad for awhile now. I'm not exactly sure why - probably a number of reasons.<br />
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My inner voice being quite mean to me... why do we say things to ourselves that we would never, ever in a million years say to anyone else? Even people we detest?<br />
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High expectations.<br />
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Gaining 30 lbs back.<br />
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Not working out.<br />
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Not following through.<br />
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Not being able to clear my space. - Directly related to trying to do too much and keeping things around for 'some day.' Which is directly related to not being focused on the passion... or the priorities.<br />
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Saying my priority but not really meaning it. Because I believe in the power of positive thinking... but then the other little snarky voice comes in and undermines it.<br />
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For Example: I say my priority is health - eating whole foods, limiting sugar, getting rid of wheat and then fitness (working out) for strength and cardio and for all the amazing benefits physical movement gives us.<br />
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Then I stay up too late to get up in the morning early to exercise.<br />
I've been trying for so many years to LIKE waking up at the crack of ass (as my pal MAK says)... to enjoy the stillness, the darkness (in winter), the time to get the chores out of the way so there's more fun to do in the daylight (in the "real hours")... and yet, I stay up too late watching mindless crap on tv because (I tell myself) that is the one thing himself and I do together. It is the time we spend together.<br />
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Obviously that needs to change. We need to find something besides watching tv to do together. On a regular basis.hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-88403599511414370002012-12-21T15:06:00.000-08:002012-12-21T15:06:07.070-08:00The Secret (no, not THAT Secret)...Scott Dinsmore, of <a href="http://liveyourlegend.net/" target="_blank">Live Your Legend</a> posted<a href="http://liveyourlegend.net/productivity-guide-how-richard-branson-does-so-much-the-power-of-fitness/" target="_blank"> this fabulous article</a> regarding Richard Branson's success. And the common thing so many "Live/Work Your Passion" people have with each other... Work Out.<br />
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Excuse the language, but here's an excerpt:<br />
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The world is missing the point. The fastest and best way to literally
add minutes to your day is to get off your ass and start moving and
breathing. </blockquote>
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Busy people who don’t work out say they don’t have time. Busy people who do work out, swear they don’t have time not to. </h3>
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Successful people don’t have time to work out because they’re successful. I’d argue they’re successful because they work out.</blockquote>
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Ladies and gentleman, there is no putting this one off for later.</blockquote>
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“I don’t have time” is a downright shitty excuse.</blockquote>
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I've not posted on this blog for awhile because I lost my way. I've been focused back on music for awhile, and am trying to figure out what my next move is.<br />
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My passion is singing - performing. If I could make the same amount of money doing that as my day job... that is my goal. hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-26324910758899426312012-08-15T20:02:00.002-07:002012-08-15T20:02:56.233-07:00Need I Say More?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ4WWYfJuQIfY72kqow5DCcyetQSqmNQdRSKvFhHvCpH4GukKfZUrMOCxZ4HjvsbFs91ZDU39S0ML7jdoobh6poI94Q8YKVJCiceRApQtfe7BmB4rWRxeM6PojPNLk1r9DTCsot7wIsmpd/s1600/HealthBenefitsOfSinging.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ4WWYfJuQIfY72kqow5DCcyetQSqmNQdRSKvFhHvCpH4GukKfZUrMOCxZ4HjvsbFs91ZDU39S0ML7jdoobh6poI94Q8YKVJCiceRApQtfe7BmB4rWRxeM6PojPNLk1r9DTCsot7wIsmpd/s320/HealthBenefitsOfSinging.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-37014788819012664282012-07-22T15:08:00.000-07:002012-07-22T15:08:45.203-07:00Why Complicate Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiULk5G_pSIq7pW4DbhXhe6pl85sjSHlNDGut_HT1SyIGO4uvxVvpESyuFi6_3hFijkLvSp3_dQEOdumdfje2NUfv8mNKRHsJpwPl2S2nHcTgYQwOZ7iDPDewSit2usTiKVaSj1eS4GYVhr/s1600/Wy+Complicate+Life+Quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiULk5G_pSIq7pW4DbhXhe6pl85sjSHlNDGut_HT1SyIGO4uvxVvpESyuFi6_3hFijkLvSp3_dQEOdumdfje2NUfv8mNKRHsJpwPl2S2nHcTgYQwOZ7iDPDewSit2usTiKVaSj1eS4GYVhr/s320/Wy+Complicate+Life+Quote.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
This says it all.hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-36581191241032417342012-01-04T22:35:00.000-08:002012-01-04T22:35:49.124-08:00De-cluttering &Simplifying 2012Still want my own business. Want to write more... Facebook less. Tap (EFT) more... Pray More... drink more tea.<br />
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Go to sleep... Sleep more.<br />
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100 pounds lost this year -- now to lose 100 lbs of stuff (clutterfat, as Leo Babauta calls it...)<br />
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The word for this year: SIMPLIFYhav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-19547205699634474952011-02-23T16:47:00.000-08:002011-02-25T16:24:31.386-08:00What Gets Me Out Of Bed In The Morning?I'm starting a new habit focus (per Leo Babuta's 6changes.com guideline) in March, and the new habit will be to <b>go to bed earlier so I can get up earlier</b> and Get. Stuff. Done. in the morning.<br />
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It used to be that I wanted to get up to get my chores out of the way.<br />
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Now... I think I have to do some chores, but still have mornings where I'm doing something I love -- as that will get me out of bed in the morning.<br />
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What used to get me out of bed was the thought of a nice, hot, cinnamon frosted Pop-tart. Yep. YUM! Seriously... that would get my tuckus out of the warm, soft, comfy bed and get me moving. Mmmmmm....<br />
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With Medifast, however ~ Pop-tarts are a distant memory, and while I may come up with a kopy-cat kind of recipe some time in the future... it isn't going to be the thing that gets me up outta bed.<br />
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I love to watch the sunrise with a steaming cup of tea ~ listening to the birds really squeak and squawk and chirp and twirp so very loudly in the mornings.<br />
I like to have time to read the Bible and pray or meditate.<br />
I like to have time to write Blog posts.<br />
I like to get my house chores Out Of The Way! So I don't have to do them at night or in the afternoons.<br />
I like checking my calendar for the day's week's focus and/or priorities (something I rarely do in the mornings).<br />
I like getting the exercise OUT of the WAY too! I'm usually so groggy, though, and don't have anything in mind or laid out that if Rascal even gets walked, he's lucky.<br />
I like the fact that I've planned my meals and prepped for dinner -- so I'm not groping at random ingredients that I hope will be tolerated for dinner... or worse -- succumbing to frozen delights.<br />
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But none of those things excite me like a cinnamon Pop-tart.<br />
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*sigh* ~ Maybe promising myself that I can work on doing the <a href="http://www.sweetadelineintl.org/programs.cfm">DCP</a> every morning, or putting my music in order, or (<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">YES!</span>) making a card or two for someone... spending 30 minutes to an hour every day doing those things would certainly be the FUN FACTOR to get me up!<br />
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Maybe I've hit my inspiration!!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~</b></div>“Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.” <b>- Confucius</b>hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-90375866370668983222011-02-22T13:07:00.001-08:002011-02-22T13:07:27.152-08:00My Time Is Limited"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice, heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."<br />
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Steve Jobs, Stanford 2005 Commencement Addresshav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7654609519040973043.post-42071920430512088852011-02-20T13:29:00.000-08:002011-02-20T13:29:31.719-08:00Now What...I've signed up for a (free) 6 week course on how to de-clutter your business from <a href="http://indiebizchicks.com/">indiebizchicks.com</a>, which is geared toward an online craft business... I've also signed up on Etsy today, just as a lookie-loo ~ my mind is swirling and whirling with options. I think I want to have a small online shop on Etsy in the nearer future -- stationary is what I'm thinking as a start... then increasing to useful crafts that are recycled and 'green' - using a "Use Whatcha Have" and "Frugally Fun" philosophy. Crafts that are useful is one of my big big THINGS.<br />
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My own business still appeals to me - but (<i>what I was doing</i>) taking craft projects to seniors in private care homes is a lot of effort for not a lot of return - and while it is an effort worth making, and a cause close to my heart; I have some head-heart-soul clearing to work through and sort out... some re-focusing of what I really want. And music is always first... art and crafting second. <br />
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I loved multi-media computing and thought websites were going to be a way for me to have a job/career that I enjoyed... I still love the online challenges -- and learning more about online marketing, and I am always looking to learn more and increase my skills 'behind the scenes' with graphics and photos; and so that is something I want to increase my skills with.<br />
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Using music software to make my own backtracks and music... another goal.<br />
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Writing and illustrating children's books... another thing I think I could do well.<br />
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Well, this first post is proving to be a complete rambling out loud... focus? What is that? (*Big Grin!*)hav2singhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03735344950743206116noreply@blogger.com0