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Sunday, 27 December 2009

HOW DO YOU MEASURE A YEAR IN THE LIFE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wsj15wPpjLY

Five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand
moments so dear
Five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights,
in cups of coffee, in inches, in miles
in laughter, in strife

In Five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life

How about Love
How about love
How about love
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love

Five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand
journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life of a woman
or a man

In truth that she learned
or in times that he cried
In the bridges he burned
or the way that she died

Its time now to sing out
though the story never ends
Lets celebrate remember a year
in the life of friends

Remember the love
Remember the love
You know that love is a gift from up above
Share love, give love, spread love
Measure the love
Seasons of love
Measure your life, measure your life
In love

“Seasons of Love” from Rent

Today is the first day of the rest of our lives. How will you spend yours?

I want to thank all the people who I have met here on Xanga. The people who are compassionate. The people who helped me evolve. The people who saved my life. I just want you to know that there have been many midnights I have shared with you, many cups of tea consumed, and the laughter I have enjoyed from many comments, messages, and blogs. The smiles I have received and the lives I have changed. The miles I will travel to remember how fragile life is and the commitments I have made to people (who I have never met, but feel their broken hearts) half way across the world.

This is how I measure my life. I measure it in love.

Happy New Years!

Friday, 25 December 2009

Simplicity

When I was finishing my last year in college, my English professor had made a comment that has always stuck with me. He said that it took him 60 years to simplify his life. We were to be the last college class he was to teach.

Since then, I have been on a spiritual journey to simplify my life. Much like a web I have been caught in, the web contained bits and pieces of everything and everyone. With a recent friendship lost, I have been on my own to discover my own path.

Tonight I found this video, and would appreciate any thoughts or comments on this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7lBvLmh2fM
You never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have.

Wednesday, 23 December 2009

Bridge Over Troubled Waters

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HfZtiN9Hnb4

When you're weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, I will dry
them all.
I'm on your side. When times get rough
And friends just can't be found.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.

When you're down and out,
When you're on the street,
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you.
I'll take your part.
When darkness comes
And pain is all around,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.

Sail on silvergirl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine.
When you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.

Tuesday, 22 December 2009

To all those who have lost someone special in their life

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Sx45aQmIOc

Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed

Some say love it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
And you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember, in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love
In the spring
Becomes the rose