The Monday Music Medicine Show – Ch Ch Ch CHANGES

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Welcome to the Monday Music Medicine Show!

I had a thought (*hears Q’s retort: “You’ve had a thought?”*). Thinking about what direction to take The Monday Music Medicine Show, it occurred to me that, once upon a time, radio stations used to have a ‘dedication’ aspect to their format.

It would let other bloggers know you are thinking about them, and give you a chance to dedicate a song to them and let them know.

I’ll start things off: My best bud here is The Lady Calen over at Impromptu Promptlings , and I dedicate this song to her:

 

You get a chance not only to let someone know you’re glad you’ve met them here in our cozy little BlogVerse,  but you can let others have a chance to meet new people. Pay It Forward, so to speak.

So my beautiful Monday Music Medicine Show friends, if it pleases you to play, share with us: A blogging colleague you want to let know how much you appreciate them in your blogging life. How much they lift you up.

Here’s the HOW TO of it all. Create a blog post for this Dedication, with a ping back to them, and to The Monday Music Medicine Show. You know I want to hear it!

To all the wonderful folks who have made The Monday Music Medicine Show a feel good part of the first day of our week, my dedication to all of you:

 

BYOM and  remember: It Don’t Mean A Thing If You Don’t Send That PING!

Music is the Medicine in my Soul and I hope yours is as healing and nurturing as mine!

Singing Smiley

 

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The Sandbox Writing Challenge #40 – Tally The Votes

Over at Impromptu Promptlings, Lady Calen has brought back memories with The Sandbox Writing Challenge #40 — Survivor

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What makes you a survivor?

This one seems almost too easy.

My first thought was, I’m still here, aren’t I?
My second thought was that no matter how scared I am, or how difficult it is, I keep on going, and manage to (bungle my way) get through.

But I suspect that they want to know what resources do I tap into that help me over the hard spots.

Of course, there’s fear of dying, which pushes me to do what it takes to stay alive. It could be thought of, I suppose, as a survival instinct. It’s not thought out, and often I just don’t think it will work out in the end. But some how it does.

Then there’s my stubbornness. That has carried me through many really difficult moments.

I’m not sure what part of me these abilities come from. If that is the point, I’m still searching for the answers. This would definitely be in the next review as TBC.

The Monday Music Medicine Show – Old, New, Borrowed and Blue

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Welcome to the Monday Music Medicine Show!

I love when I find new artists. What makes some of them particularly special is when they sing a song better than when I heard that song originally done by another artist a long time ago.  This is something which is difficult for most newer artists to do, who feel they want to make an older song their own. I’m a purist, in that way. Usually nobody can do it better than the original artist. But today’s first offering is the exception. In the second tune, the singer and the song are both new to me.

Eric Bibb – Wayfaring Stranger

Diana Krall – Wide River To Cross

So my beautiful Monday Music Medicine Show friends, if it pleases you to play, share with us: 1) What songs you’ve known from earlier days that have been brought back to you through another artist, which you find you like better than the earlier version?

2) What new singer’s voice has made you sit up and take notice so that you just had to get their music on your playlist?

Don’t sweat if nothing comes to mind. Just throw something into the ring. You know I want to hear it! Share it there (your own blog with a ping back), or share it here.

BYOM and  remember: It Don’t Mean A Thing If You Don’t Send That PING!

Music is the Medicine in my Soul and I hope yours is as healing and nurturing as mine!

Singing Smiley

The Sandbox Challenge #39 – 8 minutes 15 seconds in LOST

The Sandbox Writing Challenge #39, at the Oasis of Impromptu Promptlings asks us to consider the idea of  Lost!

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If you were lost, what would help you find your way?

There is more than one type of lost. The physical lost is when you can’t find your way back home (or to wherever you’re going). It’s not a comfortable place to be in. The emotional lost is scarier, however.

I have a habit, where ever I am (in the physical world), of learning all the ways to get from one place to the next. It came in handy, for instance, when I was living in NYC, and driving to the borough of Manhattan everyday for work. Everyone knows about rush hour traffic, and being in one of those forever traffic jams. So I’d get off at exits and see how to get further along I could get, should I not want to waste my time just sitting in the car and wondering exactly when it was going to start moving. Every place I lived was a new adventure in learning where all the streets ended up. The only time that I feel lost in the car is when my mind seeks to plot ahead, to know where I have to turn, and such much. I’ve found that puts me in the Land of the Lost, mentally. When I finish my mind travels, and look around at where I am in the moment, there are times when I don’t recognize the place. That’s a freak-out moment.

That belongs with the mental lost part because it is more about finding out where I am due to a mind-meld or some other strange happening. Being lost mentally, and/or emotionally is terrifying. I know when I’m driving, I will eventually see something that tells me where I am. But when I’m in a panic state of mind, I can’t think straight enough to figure out how to get back. And it leaves one with a fear of getting lost and not being able to find my way back to reality.

Of course, I’ve had a long career of working in Panic City, and I’ve learned certain things to do when I find myself spiraling out of control. I’ve learned about putting together a survival kit. Often it works wonders, and I’m back to Peace of Mind. In the beginning, back when my condition was worsening, I was always trying to hide it from others. It was like that commercial: “Don’t let them see you sweat.”

When I got married, though it took me quite a while to tell Mr. Quantum when I found myself in that Panic Pickle, I soon realized that he was not only HELP, but a safe haven. He was a guide to help me out of the brine.

I still seek to work on helping myself out. I have learned that fighting it – trying to stop it from happening – only makes it worse, gives it power over me. Thus, my mantra has become, “don’t fight it.” I want to be able to get back by and to myself, but I also want to be courageous enough to get help when I need it.

Interestingly enough – having just re-read this, I’m reminded that a song I used to write my ABOUT  page begins with, “Lost and alone on some forgotten highway.”  Perhaps it has been in my stars to be lost, and to be alright about it. After all self acceptance is a key to moving forward on my inner journey and finding myself.

And that’s another area of life that I didn’t even touch on. I’ve spent my early days not even knowing about my inner journey… but then that generally comes after going through learning the basics of living, and then getting acquainted with the roller coaster ride of living in the emotional realm. When I finished with all that chaos of figuring things out, I realized there was a spiritual journey part to this living situation. I spent too many decades wanting to be more spiritual, not knowing that I already was, and finally having that epiphany that I’d been surfing on the fringe of my Spiritual Life.  It is a balancing act, and finding that balance always gets me unlost.

What was the question?

 

The Monday Music Medicine Show – Contrasting Endings

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Welcome to the Monday Music Medicine Show!

So You Had “Bad Day” actually turned out good in the end. Sort of like making lemonade out of lemons.

But if my lemonade stand doesn’t make it work, it can make me feel like I’ve Been Crazy All My Life


So my beautiful Monday Music Medicine Show friends, if it pleases you to play, share with us: Two contrasting songs. Don’t sweat if nothing comes to mind. Just throw something into the ring. You know I want to hear it! Share it there (your own blog with a ping back), or share it here.

BYOM and  remember: It Don’t Mean A Thing If You Don’t Send That PING!

Music is the Medicine in my Soul and I hope yours is as healing and nurturing as mine!

Singing Smiley

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