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Song Track   Leave a comment

Am I the only one who has a song track running through her head?  Is it just me, or do other people wake up with a song in their head?  Or a song will pop in your mind when someone says something, or you read something, or see something.  Anyone?  I worked with a lady who was an executive secretary and very good at what she did. She talked about how she would juggle different executives and their priorities in her head, but sometimes she would switch over to the song track and just sing along for a while, like it was a radio she dialed in and out, or a record she could pick up the needle on and move to a different track.  Cracked me UP!

I often wake up with a song already going through my head.  I never dream with songs.  Yet somehow there is one waiting for me.  Almost always the song is a hymn or chorus we have sang in church.  And it sets the theme for the day – unerringly.  “Great is Thy Faithfulness”?  Good day.  “What a Friend We Have in Jesus” (take it to the Lord in prayer)?  Could be a hard day.  Heard of someone getting married?  “Another One Bites the Dust”. 

The other day I was reading about Jesus eating in the home of a Pharisee and how it is recorded Jesus went on to tell the Pharisee how hypocritical he was because of his actions and attitudes.  Immediately, the sound track from “Jesus Christ, Superstar” popped in my mind (though it has been many years since I’ve seen that movie).  The part where Jesus is singing “Alas, Alas for you”.  I can only remember bits and pieces of that song, but I remember the passion it was sung with and then at the very end, after he had heaped up all this condemnation against the Pharisees and he screams out at them: “BLIND FOOLS!!!”  Such frustration and hurt and anger in those two words; and their reverberation still echoes in my head.

Anyone else have a song track they pop into during the day?  Anyone else with a song track that can be put to their life?  Talk among yourselves.

Posted September 30, 2010 by Maureen in Randomness

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Moon Musings   1 comment

I love the moon.  I love to see it in all its phases, but especially when it is full.  I used to have a job where I would start work at 4:00am, and for three years I would search out the moon in the sky as I drove to work.  At that time I was in Washington State, and the sight of the full moon hanging over the Olympic Mountains, on those rare time when there weren’t clouds obscuring it, were truly breath-taking.  I used to have a fancy that the moon watched me from up high and followed me until I got to work.

Last week I drove home from work about almost two hours later than usual.  Consequently I was able to see the sunset and the equinox full moon.

As I drove I could catch glimpses of the western and eastern horizons.  The sun had set, but only just.  The sky was lit up all orange and reds and yellows, and those colors were streaked across the deep blue ocean, smooth all the way to the horizon.  The sky was blue, shading to darker blue up higher. 

In the east, the full moon had risen and was shining bright.  Clouds obscured it at times, chasing each other across its face as it hung in the sky.  The clouds seemed to play peek-a-boo with the moon as it rose slowly in the east.  Sometimes obscuring, sometimes revealing, sometimes drawing back all together to reveal the whole bright shining disk.  The moon continued her dance up and across the sky, seemingly not to notice the play of the clouds, shining brightly through them and always revealing her position.  The colors in the western sky darkened slowly and the blue sky turned slowly, slowly black. 

As I parked in the driveway and got out of the car I took one more look up at the sky, saying goodnight to the moon and thanking the God who made it and set it to its dance for seeing me safely home.

Posted September 29, 2010 by Maureen in Musings

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Firsts….   Leave a comment

First. Such a nice word. “My first”. Even better. “Never done that before”. Exciting! “Let me try something new”. Kinda scary. But not.

I was walking along the San Francisco Bay after work today and walked past a small, roughly triangle-shaped piece of land that had short grasses and probably wild flowers growing in it. I did not see any footpaths or animals paths through it. It reminded me of an old story idea that I never did anything with. I got the idea while driving and saw the medians along the freeway. Sometimes on one side or the other; sometimes in the middle. For the story I would mean the bigger ones in the middle, with trees and even sometimes you can walk there and not be seen from the road. Wouldn’t it be great to write a story about a world that exists there?

Medianworld. And there would be little people who lived there and had adventures and a whole culture and a religion about the vehicles whoosing by at such great speeds. Medianites. Mites for short. They would fight off the hawks and other predators that swooped down to catch the small animals that were their friends. They would build underground towns (not cities) and live simply. There would be brave ones among them who would venture out to the edge, daring the whoosing terrors. Lots of possibilities there.

It was only a glance to the side as I walked by that small patch of grassland next to the trail, but the echos of possibilities are still bouncing around in my mind.

Posted September 28, 2010 by Maureen in Musings

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