Showing posts with label singing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label singing. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 5, 2022

THE SONG WILL NEVER END

 IN THE BEGINNING WAS THE SONG

A creation story by Julie Bonde, April 6, 2017

This story came to me while singing in a song circle at the fire pit at a friend's house in Northeast Minneapolis.

In the beginning, there was darkness a void and the Great Spirit moved in it. Inside the Great Spirit a seed of love was growing. It grew and grew and suddenly The Great Spirit burst forth in song. The song was so beautiful, so full of LOVE that some of the notes broke off into the dark and created stars and there was light. Some of the notes broke off and created planets. One of those planets was a very special planet called Earth. The Great Spirit’s tears of joy created water. The water fell to the Earth, mixed with the soil and life began to form. As the song continued mountains formed and valleys, oceans and rivers, all kinds of plants and every species of animal and finally people. The song was full of joy and flowers of every color were born, songbirds and giraffe. And from the song came laughter and tears. And the song created friendship and family and community. And the song created hope and peace and joy. And the Great Spirit was pleased with her song and her creation. So the Spirit continued to sing. And she set out to teach her creation to sing the song with her.

That is why to this day, whenever souls are longing for heaven or each other, they begin to sing. That is why today, if you focus your radio telescope into the night sky, you can still hear the stars and the planets singing. It is true. And if you stand by the water, you can hear the stream laughing and singing. And if you listen very carefully, you can hear the wind hum a tune and even the rocks and ice add their voice. The leaves, the butterfly, the weeping willow, and the middle-aged woman telling this story all hold the song in their hearts.

And that is why to this day, we gather around the fire to sing, to remember the song, to share in the joy of it. The Great Spirit is still singing the song with us because the song will never end. Nothing can destroy the song. And the song will never end. The song will never end.

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

SONGS OF HOPE TO SHARE #1

Inspired by all the song sharing on Facebook these last 2 weeks, I thought I'd share some songs of hope with you from various sources. Songs to Share during COVID-19 crisis:


This song was written by Linda Allen in response to the burning of the World Trade Center in NYC after 9/11/2001. 

you can find out more about Linda and this song here: https://songsforthegreatturning.net/honoring-our-pain-for-the-world/ashes-and-smoke/

Ashes and Smoke by Linda Allen
"We have been burned, burned by the fire.
And we are ashes, ashes and smoke
And we will rise, higher and higher
On the wings of compassion, justice and hope."
Written by Linda Allen after 9/11/2001, the burning of The World Trace Center in NYC. Singing party nov 2016 www.singportland.com




Laurence is a sweet and powerful song writer and circle song leader. A couple days ago, I came across this one and it touched my heart so deeply during this COVID-19 quarantine. Without jobs to go to, or events to attend, many of us now have time to "busy" ourselves with these heart-centered activities...beauty, love, friendship, peace, health.

you can find out more about Laurence and this song here: https://www.laurencecole.com/album/busy-yourself-making-beauty/

Busy Yourself Making Beauty by Laurence Cole.

Busy yourself making beauty.  Busy yourself making love.
Busy yourself making friendship, and everything else will work out.






Sunday, November 12, 2017

GRATITUDE MONTH--DAY #11: SONGS & SINGING

I just came away from attending a symposium at a local church about how music influences our spiritual experience and how songs create social change. It raised awareness in me again of how precious singing and songs are to me. I started with parents who sang together. We sang together as a family regularly. My parents sang in the car on long trips, their harmony was beautiful. I remember my sister teaching me songs when I was very young and she was a teenager. I still remember those songs. But it didn't stop there. I grew up in a community that sang together a lot, most of it the form of spiritual songs or hymns, a lot of it in worship but not all. We sang for the fun of it too. And as an adult, I sing a LOT, church choir, voices of women, Singing in the Light, Morning Star Singers, and Village Fire Songfest. And oh the songs! How they fill my heart and sustain my life!

So today I thought I would make list of favorite Song Friends that have offered me strength, wisdom, courage and so much more over the years. Though not a complete list, here is a start: 


Jesus Loves Me (in Malagasy & English)
               Probably the first song I ever heard as it was my mom’s all-time favorite. She sang it often, even as we got older, even as she was aging. It seemed to be all she ever needed to know was that she was loved. And that was enough.
Children of the Heavenly Father
               This is the first song I remember my sister Vangie teaching me. It was precious to me then and is now. Children of the Heavenly Father, safely in his bosom gather.
White Choral Bells
               I had no idea what white coral bells were but singing a round with my sister was magical when I was 5 and she was 16. Sweetness!
Music Alone Shall Live
               Another treasure from sister, this one planted that thought in my heart that music as forever, nothing could ever stop it.
When It’s too Hot for Popcorn
               A goofy ditty from Dad that helped me understand that humor was part of life’s package. “It ain’t no sin, to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.”
How Great Thou Art
               In first grade, at our missionary kids’ boarding school, this was one of the first things I remember Milla Thompson teaching us. She had it on a giant size board book with photos. The photos helped me know write away this was a song about stars, thunder, mountains and singing!
My Faith Looks Up to Thee
               This sweet little old hymn was one of my first personal prayers when I discovered the spiritual side of life, when I discovered faith was something in me. “May thy rich grace impart, strength to my fainting heart.” A wonderful prayer indeed.
Amahl & the Night Visitors Soundtrack
               My family listened to this opera on LP each Christmas and the songs in it became part of my skin. “Licorice, licorice, licorice…have some!”
In the Hall of the Mountain King,
               This is one of my most favorite piano pieces by Edvard Grieg, Norwegian composer. I memorized it for my senior piano recital. Oh, how I wish I knew it now.
How Can I keep From Singing
               This old traditional hymn as such precious words and carries that same thought of music lasting beyond all of life’s perils. I sang this nightly to my son Hans as he was dying of brain cancer at age 11. And now it lives in my heart forever.
Goodnight to you all
               And speaking of Hans, my sister gave our family this precious song gift when she visited our dying son. Hans learned it too and sang it with us up until about his last day. “May angels around you their silent watch keep.”
Surrounding You
               Barbara McAfee wrote this song and 2 or3 days later taught it to Morning Star Singers during a practice. By the end of line 2 I was sobbing, suddenly feeling as if my dead parents were sending me this precious message from the other side. “I wish you courage for the next step and the next, peace in the middle of the storm.” Until this moment, I had never looked at myself as a precious child, through the parents’ eyes. Whoa!
Hallelujah Chorus
               I’ve enjoyed so many times of singing this timeless song. My favorite experience though was singing it alongside the Malagasy choir in Ft. Dauphin one Christmas. Oh, what joyful noise we made!
It’s Been a Good Day
               Best line—“I may not have done all that I wanted to do, but oh, it’s been a mighty good day!”
Pass It On
               This song was a popular campfire song when I was a teen. But I loved that idea that just a spark of love, of God’s love, could ignite a whole fire, a whole crowd with love.
This Little Light of Mine
               I’m still learning this one, not how to sing it but how to live it, how to shine!
We Shall overcome
               For many years at our current congregation, the Senior choir sang this with the Little kid’s choir during Lent. I cry every time I sing it with those kids, touched by the idea that all the generations do have this hope that together we will do better, be better.
Sanctuary
               This is the precious song we sing each time we start a practice or sing with Morning Star Singers. “with thanksgiving I’ll be a living sanctuary for you.” This is regular prayer for me now.
Yes
               Barbara McAfee’s anthem delights and invites me to live out in the light, in the Yesses. And she’s right, the yeses of life bring amazing opportunities for living.
Holy Angels
               Sara Thomsen’s precious lullaby wraps us all in a blanket of love as we fall into sleep or death. Yum!

There's more, there's so much more but you get the idea! but with all this and more, how can I possibly keep from singing?!


Thursday, November 9, 2017

GRATITUDE MONTH--DAY #8: MY VOICE

I am grateful for my voice. Ten days I ago I woke up with painful sinuses. Twelve hours later it was already sinking down to my vocal chords. By the next day I had full blown laryngitis, only capable of talking in a bass voice or none at all. This is not a new thing for me. In my 20's, I would get sick often and every time I got a cold, I would also get laryngitis. So I know what to do. Be patient. Be quiet. Drink lots of fluids and be very patient. The only way to heal is to rest the voice.

Meantime, I had two beloved friends from choir over the last decade, have to leave choir because they could no longer sing, for various physical reasons. So I am aware that such a precious gift as a voice can be lost, without warning. So this morning, when I woke up and grabbed my guitar and could sing a couple notes, I was thrilled. It's been character building to be quite and be patient but I'd rather have my voice.

With my voice, I get to sing, I get to talk with my girlfriends for hours, I could coo at my grandchildren when they were born and giggle with my husband over our silliness. With my voice I can show people I care and it helps me express what's happening inside me.And did I mention singing?! Being able to sing, especially with others, is one of the greatest joys of my life! That's another whole blog entry.

I'm never going to be an opera singer or superstar, but I am grateful to know I have a voice, not someone else's voice but my voice. And I'm grateful that my body knows how to heal itself after a cold so I can get that voice back. Because I love to sing! and I love to talk with people! and I love to laugh and giggle!

Today, I'm grateful for my voice!


Wednesday, July 12, 2017

KINDNESS: Everyday people reaching out to everyday people

I was reading Dragonfly Project email just now...mostly "thank you" messages. Tears form as my heart swells with gratitude for this work and this gift. This project is just one of many where everyday people reach out to other everyday people to offer help, encouragement, comfort and love.
It is not obvious because our general tendency is to tell the bad news, but this kind of stuff happens all the time. People see someone in need or pain and do something, often just something small, to offer support.
Have you ever noticed that just an invitation, just a note from someone saying they are thinking of you or just a smile from a stranger can make all the difference in your day? Where would I be now if not been for the kindness of someone I barely knew reaching out to me to offer the comfort of the Dragonfly Story those many years ago? I drop something in the store and some stranger picks it up for me. That big rig on the freeway gave me a chance to get in the lane. I offered to sleep on the couch but my mother-in-law made a bed up for me. That was one of the best sleeps I've had lately. It doesn't always have to take that much for us to offer kindness.
So here I sit fifteen years after the founding of the Dragonfly Project with tears of gratitude in my eyes and deep joy in my heart. Ten years ago I also joined a hospice/comfort choir (sometimes called "Threshold choir"). Morning Star Singers is everyday people offering their voices to comfort those struggling with health and well being, life and death. Having been on both sides of kindness, I can say with certainty that the seeds of kindness that were planted by others have grown into quite a garden of color in my heart. And the seeds of kindness that I have planted have brought me even deeper joy with the wonder of the way love works, the way peace works, the way we were created.
My friend Barbara McAfee has written a song about this profound thing we call kindness. I am attaching the link here. I hope you will listen and be inspired. Let's give Kindness a chance.


Here is the sound cloud link to the "Kindness" song and the lyrics in the box to the left.
https://soundcloud.com/barbara-mcafee/kindness
Barbara McAfee's website
Morning Star Singers website

The Dragonfly Project website


Monday, November 5, 2012

Let's Keep Singing



My deepest desire is to sing in harmony with all that is within me and around me. I want the notes that are my life to create a harmonious vibration with yours. This desire is sometimes hard to live with; sometimes I lose my voice, sometimes I get off the beat and lose my place; sometimes I lose your voice; sometimes all I can hear is the cacophonous noise of my own doubting and fearing heart. In those dissonant moments I cringe, my chest gets tight and it is tempting to just stop singing, to stop trying to live in harmony. But if we can just hang in there a little bit longer, the dissonance resolves itself and we find ourselves singing harmony once again. And what a sweet song that is when we get there. Whether today is a dissonant day or a harmonious day, let’s keep singing. I can’t carry this tune without you.

in gratitude for your voice,
 jules