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My Girl
Some people might say my girl is spoiled…I say, naw! She’s not spoiled. She is loved. Sammy is a rescue dog, which is a fancy way of saying I got her at the Pound. She was still young, covered in downy fur with that same expression in her dark eyes. I thought she looked adorable and sweet. Little did I know Red Heelers (of which she is a part) can be notoriously stubborn. I think I heard somewhere pets resemble their owners? I wonder what that means? LOL. It’s hard to believe she is 10! The years have really flown. In this picture she is watching out the windows, looking…
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Wow
Today didn’t turn out as I had thought – and that’s a good thing! I woke up lazy, not wanting to get up, get ready and go to church and Someone urged me on. Yes! Sometimes it’s good to get beyond one’s self. So, off I went, facing the humidity, the tolls, the normal day-to-day experiences. Little did I know. Honestly, I’m still in a whirlwind. Church was great, and that’s a big reason I’m in Austin. I’m smitten. It’s true. There are some really cool people here. What happened after that is what has brought me to a new place. I got home and there was a check in…
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Arriving Soon!
I hear it in my head, The chords, the rhythm and sounds – Music in me. Today, expectation is strong And the knowledge of what is to come. Finding the new groove. Setting the tracks down. Exalting the One Who created music from the beginning. His soul brings ignition To the creativity internal. Glorious. Joyful. Colors of Hearing. Music in me. His forever. – RG
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Out on a Limb
Life is so interesting, don’t you think? Out of a random conversation, I sent an MP3 of some of my stuff to my boss. His reaction was really funny. I am smiling thinking about his stuttering and nearly catatonic state as he listened to the guitar, drums and generally heavy rock songs. “What is happening here?” Oh my gosh! So, I have decided, with encouragement from friends to post some of my tunes. They were recorded several years ago…I’d like to give credit to a few folks. Tim True – Bass John Allen – Guitar-man Doug Agee – Production and Tympani Cipriano Garcia – Sax Extraordinaire! There are others, too…
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DNA
It is hard to write today. I have tried several times, but the words do not come easily. I wish I could pick up the phone and hear your voice. I know, as we all say, “you are better off.” For that, I am grateful, and I know it to be true. It’s just the gap today looms awfully deep and wide. It takes my breath away. So, I keep busy. I do the mundane, the necessary and even some thing that are pleasant. It helps. And the world continues to spin on its axis, seemingly oblivious to the adjustments we make as human beings. That, by its very consistency…
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Senses in the Morning
The mocking bird sings its songs, While sunlight creeps along the fence. Clouds are swirling overhead And jasmine scents the wind. The purple-orange of the dawn Brings forth its hope and joy. We shuffle through the dewy grass, Exploring sights and sounds. And gratitude fills my heart, In every pulsing beat. To feel, to hear, to touch and breathe, Makes every moment sweet. The crescent moon, translucent now Against the gentian sky. The stars have faded for the day And thistles gently wave. The glowing-amber of the sun Has risen in the East. We pause our walk to marvel As nature’s gifts abound. And wonder fills my soul –…
