When I first started thinking about moving from the “North Country” in upper upstate New York, about 65 miles south from the Canada border, I was thinking some about how sedentary my life had become. About how “boring” and free from challenge each day offered as I climbed out of bed each morning destined to the same old routine, rarely deviating from the rut. Mary felt pretty much the same. She had mentioned several times that it was the longest she’d ever stayed in one place. Her life...

LORD... I wanna come Home...

My body is broken, and my spirit is laid bare before the World to witness, that I have no more fight left in me...as, it is damaged goods now.

My heart is weak enough now, they want to put in a 3rd wire, for a defibulator, to shock me and bring me to my knees-->They call it an 'upgrade'.. I said "NO".

My kidneys are losing thier ability to expel the water from my body, and its backing up into my lungs, because the...

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Music is organized auditory information. Hearing music is different than listening to music. To truly enjoy music, one has to listen to it; to pay attention to it. Focusing attention to our selected music deepens our concentration on listening. We begin our listening experience by calling our sensory elements into play. Our pleasure is excited by the familiar structure of Bluegrass chords on the guitar, or the incessant recurring dominant notes of the banjo rolls. Tension begins to build in our...

Last week I learned that my coping skills were failing because I was blocking my natural sense of humor and tender side. Instead, I was leading with my serious, judgmental side. It took nearly thirty minutes of crying my eyes out to come to that and I left exhausted.

My homework was to respond to situations FIRST with humor and notice when I was judging. I didn't have to wait beyond getting home to get a chance for both. Both that night and the next morning gave me immediate feedback...