• Oh Sally, my dear, It's you I'd be kissing. She smiled and replied, "You don't know what you're missing." Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could wed you. Oh Sally my dear, I wish I could bed you. She smiled and replied, "Then you'd say I misled you." If all the young men were hares on the mountain, how many young girls would take guns and go hunting? If all the young men were fish in the water, how many young girls would undress and dive after? If the young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes, how many young girls would go beating the bushes? But the young men are given to frisking and fooling. So, I'll leave them alone and attend to my schooling.
• If I were a fishermen down by the waterside and Polly a salmon swimming close by my side; I'd cast down my net and I'd catch her in a snare. I'd bring down pretty P...

• You may call it in this evening, but you've only lost the night. Present all your pretty feelings; may they comfort you tonight. And I'm climbing over something and I'm running through these walls. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. Everything you're trying to say to me. I had the strangest feeling your world's not all it seem. So tired of misconceiving what else this could've been. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. Everything you're trying to say to me. So open up my eyes; Tell me I'm alive. This is never gonna go our way, if I'm gonna have to guess what's on your mind. Say something, say something-something like you love me. Less you want to move away from the noise of this place. Well I don't even know if I believe. I don't e...

• Pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu; Qui tollis peccata mundi Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem. Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei; Qui tollis peccata mundi Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem, Sempiternam. Merciful Jesus, merciful Jesus, merciful Jesus, merciful Jesus; Father, who takes away the sins of the world, Grant them rest, grant them rest. Lamb of God, Lamb of God, Lamb of God, Lamb of God; Father, who takes away the sins of the world, Grant them rest, grant them rest, everlasting.
• Who has believed our message? To whom has the Lord revealed his powerful arm? My servant grew up in the Lord’s presence like a tender green shoot, like a root in dry ground. There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him. He was despised and rejected—a man of sorrows, acquainted ...

• Cicadas and gulls, they scrape on the hull. The land and the sea, they're distant from me. I'm in the sky. Thoughts are like pearls and flags are unfurled when we're in the dark. I'll ride you like the ark because you're mine. Maps can be poems when you're on your own and distance is braille and all that entails. I'm in the sky, sky, sky. Empty as a page, as high as a stage, as full as a room, when we're in the spoon. FEIST
• I know which place I'm from-I know my home. When I'm in doubt and struggling, that's where I go. An old friend can give advice when new friends only know a half story. That's why I'm always keep them tight and why I'm okay.
• Don't you worry, there my honey. We might not have any money but we've got our love to pay the bills. Maybe I think you're cute and funny, Maybe I wanna do what bun...

• Has my heart gone to sleep? Have the beehives of my dreams stopped working, the waterwheel of the mind run dry, scoops turning empty, only shadow inside? No, my heart is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. Not asleep, not dreaming—its eyes are opened wide watching distant signals, listening on the rim of vast silence.

• They heard him pacing slowly along the walks at a very advanced hour of the night. He was there alone, communing with himself, peaceful, adoring, comparing the serenity of his heart with the serenity of the ether, moved amid the darkness by the visible splendor of the constellations and the invisible splendor of God, opening his heart to the thoughts which fall from the Unknown. At such moments, while he offered his heart at the hour when nocturnal flowers offer their perfume, illuminated like a lamp amid the starry night, as he poured himself out in ecstasy in the midst of the universal radiance of creation, he could not have told himself, probably, what was passing in his spirit; he felt something take its flight from him, and something descend into him. Mysterious exchange of the abysses of the soul with the abysses of the universe! He thought of...

• They began to build the altar of the God of Israel where they could offer burnt offerings...even though they were afraid...then to obey...they celebrated...there were special offerings brought as gifts to the Lord...they gave...they all took their places and praised the Lord...with praise and tahanksgiving, they sang to the Lord: He is good, his love for Israel continues forever. And then all the people shouted loudly, Praise the Lord!...they cried when they saw the foundation of this temple. Most of the other people were shouting with joy. The people made so much noise it could be heard from far away, and no one could tell the difference between the joyful shouting and the sad crying. Then the people around hem tried to discourage them by making them afraid to build. They wrote a letter against the people of Judah and Jerusalem...so work on the tem...

• I love looking at the blossoms on the tree outside the back of my house, especially in the fog.
• I love flowers, store bought ones and wild ones.
• I love my first cup of coffee every morning.
• I love warm quilts when it is foggy and there is a chill in the air.
• I love the days when the winds turn warm and the sun shines down on me.
• I love the thought of new beginnings, adventures, and challenges.
• I love creating, crafting and being busy and productive, whether with wedding decorations, music, painting, cooking, or cleaning.
• I love going out and doing things, jamming in pubs, talking with people or dancing.
• I love just listening; meditating, soakin...

• I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.” F. Scott Fitzgerald
• Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow.” Mary Anne Radmacher
• People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway. If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway. If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway. The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best a...

• "The only dream worth having, I told her, is to dream that you will live while you're alive and die only when you're dead... To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget." -Arundhati Roy
• For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of i...

• "My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings." E.Y. Harburg
• "Out in the lonely woods the jasmine burns its fragrant lamps and turns into a royal court with green festoons the banks of dark lagoons." Henry Timrod
• "The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make the billows smooth and bright --and this was odd, because it was the middle of the night." Carroll
• "What were you made for? I first encountered the sentence at Haim Algranati’s (a great luthier who crafts brilliant guitars who lives in London) In a documentary movie, he said that each day he stops for 5 minutes and focuses on those five words - What were you made for? This ritual helps him find happiness and meaning in his life."

• Mornings. Full of stillness, peace and music.
• Music. Playing, teaching, wrestling with it all again.
• Mike. Complementary, care, warmth, love.
• Friends. Tonya, Nikki, Andrew and Terri. My island family.
• Track. On repeat.
• Security. Being able to take care of myself.
• Fall. Something about seasons changing and the world preparing to sleep, to die that fills me with peace. It reassures me.
• Sunlight. Peaking through the clouds, counteracting the gusts of wind.
• My Mom. Hearing her voice each morning.
• Writing. Its satisfying seeing work close to the point of completion.

• Why do we forget that the snow was born to melt and the leaves were born to fall and the sun was born to set? Why do we forget that the snow was born to dance and the leaves were born to float and the sun was born to rise? -Tyler Knott Gregson-
• In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.” ― Albert Camus, The Stranger
• "I long to hear that you have declared an independency. And, by the way, in the new code of laws which I suppose it will be necessary for you to make, I desire you would remember the ladies and be more generous and favorable to them than your ancestors.Do not put such unlimited power into the hands of the husbands. Remember, a...

• “Most people go to their graves with their music still inside them…” ~Oliver Wendell Holmes~
• "the real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes” -Marcel Proust
• “EVERYBODY NEEDS BEAUTY AS WELL AS BREAD, PLACES TO PLAY IN AND PRAY IN WHERE NATURE MAY HEAL AND CHEER AND GIVE STRENGTH TO THE BODY AND SOUL.” -JOHN MUIR

• Far too many people go to their graves with songs that were never written, pictures that were never painted, businesses that were never built, troubled hearts that were never gladdened because of fear. John R. Noe (Mountain Climber)
• This is your life. Do what you love and do it often. If you don't like something, change it. If you don't like your job, quit it. If you don't have enough time, stop watching tv. If you are looking for the love of your life, stop; They will be waiting for you when you start doing the things you love. Stop analiyzing, all emotions are beautiful. When you eat, appreciate every last bite. Life is simple. Open you mind, arms, and heart to new things and people. We are united in our differences. Ask the next person you see what their passion is and share your inspiring dream with them. Travel often; getting lost will help you find yourself. Some opportu...

• Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light...

• Music, Gender, Education
  • Lucy Green, 1997

• Oh my heart is on the highway and I'm sold on goin' to sea. All the planes fill the skyway, the trains run swift and free. So leave the wayward free to wander, leave the restless free to roam. If it's rocks in the bay or it's old cliche, you'll find your way back home. So don't question or inquire what's been gained, what's been lost. In a world of romance don't miss out on the chance to be dancin' the St. John's Waltz.
• He said the way my blue eyes shine put those Georgia stars to shame that night, I said that's a lie.
• A hero of war, is that what they see? Medals and scars-so damn proud of me. I brought home this flag, now its covered with dust. But its a flag that I love, and the only one I trust.
• If our days could be filled with small rebellions, Senseless, brutal acts of kindn...

• 1.) Watching sunbeams on the floor as I ride the bus.
• 2.) Sunshine showers in the summertime.
• 3.) Curling up with tea and a blanket when there's a blizzard outside.
• 4.) Gingerbread fresh out of the oven with caramel sauce.
• 5.) Fresh flowers.
• 6.) Picking fresh wild flowers.
• 7.) Playing fiddle on a street corner.
• 8.) Dipping my hand into the ocean from a boat.
• 9.) Singing.
• 10.) Tea.
• 11.) Wearing flip-flops.
• 12.) Going for walks by myself.
• 13.) Dancing when no ones watching.
• 14.) Pizza.
• 15.) Goats!!
• 16.) Kitchen parties, o my lord how I love kitchen parties!

This is my shallow attractiveness list ;)

• Old spice. Old school is damn sexy. Watch as I jump you because of your scent.
• Plaid. All the time. Any time.
• Scruff is always the best. Please avoid shaving.
• Smiling and laughing ALL the time. Even if its inappropriate. Especially if its inappropriate.
• Guitar. Damn freaking sexy. And bouzouki.
• Dancing to fiddle and/or accordion and/or pipe music. ALL the time. Especially with me.
• Good taste in beer. And rum.
• Tattoos. But old school. Really old school traditional. Like Sailor Jerry's grandpa's tattoos.
• I am a sucker for uniforms. Yup, its true.

• Piano
  • Beethoven, Piano Concerto in C Major, Opus. 15
  • Brahms, Rhapsody in B minor, Op. 118, no.2
  • Bartok, Improvisations on Hungarian Peasant songs, Op. 20
  • Komitas, It is Spring but Snow has fallen
• Fiddle:
  • Fingal's Cave March
  • Dinkie's Dorian
  • Miss McCleod's reel
  • Devil's Dream
  • Jenny's Chickens
• Songs that I sing in the kitchen and the shower
  • New Revelation

• Holiday Spice
• Vanilla Rooibos
• Gypsy Lavender
• Japanese Popcorn Green
• Mango White
• Chai Vanilla
• Cranberry Herbal
• Cranberry Apple Zing

• Slovenia
• ✔ Ireland
• ✔ London
• ✔ Scotland
• Morocco
• France
• Ethiopia
• Madagascar
• United States
  • Boston
  • New York
  • Rhodes Island
• Canada
  • Montreal
  • ✔ Ottawa
  • Toronto
  • Quebec City
  • ✔ NEWFOUNDLAND
• Kazakhstan

• A map for Saturday: our year around the world. A documentary by Brook Silva-Braga.

• Pushing past the limit, trippin' on hallucinogenics. My cigarette burnt my finger 'cause I forgot I lit it. Rippin' with my sinners 'cause fuck it, man, I ain't no beginner and then I crawled back to the life that I said I wouldn't live in. 'Cause I just couldn't open up, I'm always shiftin;' Go find yourself a man who's strong and tall and Christian. Drunken in Seattle, two more Xans and without a paddle. I don't remember your face or your hair or your name or your smile.'Cause I carried on like the wayward son and now through and through, I've come undone and now I am just but the wayward man. What with my bloodshot eyes and my shaky hand 'cause I carried on like the wayward son. And now through and through, I've come undone and now I am just but the wayward man. What with my bloodshot eyes and my shaky hand.

• You say you are fine, but I see pain behind those eyes. You play the game by the rigid rules, but you cheated yourself. There ain't nothing you can say to scare me away; I got history too and it's never to late. Share a secret today, I reciprocrate - Baby I got you. So hurt with me, I'll hurt with you. Baby you know we can hurt together. I've been where you've been, I've seen what you've seen. So hurt with me-we can hurt together. Come hurt with me. Someday you'll taste the freedom and release of the trouble shared. Oh, oh today, I'm here loving you- Confide in me. There ain't nothing you can say to scare me away. I got history too and it's never to late. Share a secret today, I reciprocate. Baby I got you. So hurt with me, I'll hurt with you. Baby you know we can hurt together. I've been where you've been, I've seen what you've seen. So hurt with m...

• Love will come, and love will go, as the seas roll on forever. Lost love has the everlasting flow of a never-ending river. It's not an easy reckoning, but sometimes I have the notion that womankind, and her heart and mind, sails on a restless ocean. A tall ship came from windward away, on a grey atlantic morning; She showed no lights or colors, in the hour before the dawning. On a full rig run to the rising sun, she reached our starboard quarter and I'll ne'er forget the name she bore, she was called The Neptune's Daughter. Her sails were white as ivory, and her rigging sang like harp-strings. Her spars were black as ebony, and her wheel spun free of lashings. Her cloak of grey was the spindrift spray, as she split the waves asunder. I can see her now as she crossed our bow, while we gazed in silent wonder. Her course was set by destiny, and no helm...

• There are dreams that cannot be and there are storms we cannot weather. I had a dream my life would be so different from this hell I'm living. So different now from what it seemed.
• Go out and tell our story, let it echo far and wide. Make them hear you, Make them hear you. How justice was our battle and how justice was denied. Make them hear you, Make them hear you. And say to those who blame us for the way we chose to fight, that sometimes there are battles that are more than black or white; and I could not put down my sword when justice was my right. Make them hear you. Go out and tell our story to your daughters and your sons. Make them hear you, Make them hear you. And tell them, in our struggle, We were not the only ones. Make them hear you, Make them hear you. Your sword can be a sermon or the power of the pen. Teach ev...

• I am thankful for the spring sun, shining on the water, peaking through my fence posts, warming me in my chair.
• I am grateful to be drinking my coffee and feeling murmurs of the work my body will soon accomplish.
• I adore this small life inside of me and ask for patience and joy as I bring her into the world.
• I savour the music my fingers and voice create and I find accomplishment and fulfilment in rich notes and improving and adjusting flaws.
• I anticipate this new chapter: new scenery, people, experiences, food, and music. What an amazing adventure and life lies before me.

• It takes wisdom to have a good family and it takes understanding to make it strong. It takes knowledge to fill a home with rare and beautiful treasures. Prov 24:3-4
• We know that we all have knowledge. Knowledge puffs you up with pride bu love builds up. If you think you know something, you do not yet know anything you should. But if any person knows God, that person is known by God. 1 Cor 8:1-3
• He alone feeds them with judgement...There is no certainty in our foreboding, there is no certainty in our love. St. Augustine
• “You know what’s really, powerfully sexy? A sense of humour. A taste for adventure. A healthy glow. Hips to grab on to. Openness. Confidence. Humility. Appetite. Intuition. Smart-ass comebacks. Presence. A quick wit. Dirty jokes told by an in...

• But the Hebrew word, the word timshel—‘Thou mayest’— that gives a choice. It might be the most important word in the world. That says the way is open. That throws it right back on a man. For if ‘Thou mayest’—it is also true that ‘Thou mayest not. ― John Steinbeck | East of Eden
• I don’t want a lukewarm love. I want it to burn my lips and engulf my soul. Woori
• Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves. Albert Einstein
• There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your th...

• "They say, "Turn to the Lord, maybe he will save you. If he likes you, maybe he will rescue you." Psalm 22:8
• "Father, if it is possible, do not give me this cup fo suffering, but do what you want, not what I want. My Father, if it is not possible for this painful thing to be taken from me, and if I must do it, I pray that what you want will be done." Matthew 26:39+42
• They made a strip of pure gold, which is the holy crown, and carved these words in the gold, as one might carve on a seal: "Holy to the Lord." Exodus 39:30
• "But Lord, don't be far away. You are my strength: hurry to help me." Psalm 22:19
• "I, wisdom, was with the Lord when he began his work, long before he made anything else.I was created in the very beginning, even before the world began...I was delighted every day, enjoying his presence a...

• “Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t legally required to have a degree, it’s a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the persisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they’re true friends they’ll forgive you, and you’ll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5.00 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can gi...

• The slave girl gave a name to the Lord who spoke to her: "You are the God who sees me," because she said to herself, "Have I really seen God who sees me?" Genesis 16:13
• Life is more than food and the body is more than clothes....you cannot add any time to your life by worrying about it...Seek first God;s kingdom and what God wants. Then all your other needs will be met as well. So don't worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow will have its own worries. Each day has enough troubles of its own. Matthew 6:25-33
• Show me the right thing to do. Show me clearly how you want me to live. Psalm 5:8
• Don't judge others or you will be judged. You will be judged in the same way you judge others and the amount you give to others will be given to you." Matt 7:1-2
• Lord, return and save me, save me because...

• Kate wasn't in to moderation, that's what led to her frustration and the state of her crumbling heart says I'm not a girl for temperance, though I know its at my hearts expense, but a downward spiral has to have a rock bottom. She paints the walls blue and green, singing about her lovers and dreams, and explains her helpless desperation. Take off your shoes,unravel your blues, this place is full of beggars and choosers, but the consequence of her liberty was bad. My hearts wants to go one way. My mind don't agree cause they, they have fallen out recently. "Know thy self," She said as she guided me round the land of the dead, introducing her friends stuck in the same mess. Ships might be built for sailing my love and easels made for painting, but you ain't no sailor and I'll never be camera shy. She said, "Will I praise again? Oh will I praise again?...

• Practicing
• Looking at Marc Johns drawings
• Hanging out with Mike
• Also hanging out with Nikki and Fraser and Andrew and Terri
• Playing gigs
• Looking at my random pictures file
• Listening to music
• Blankets and candles

• Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God's work from beginning to end.
• He determined allotted periods and the boundaries of their dwelling place, that they should seek God, and perhaps feel their way toward him and find him. Yet he is actually not far from each one of us, for “In him we live and move and have our being."
• Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they find their rest in thee. Augustine
• What, therefore, is my God? What, I ask, but the Lord God? For who is Lord but the Lord himself, or who is God besides our God? Most high, most excellent, most potent, most omnipotent; most merciful and most just; most secret and most truly prese...

• I swear! There's a lot of vegetables out there that crop up for air. Yeah, I never thought we were two peas in a pod to be suddenly bloomed and I knew that I'd always love you. Oh, I'll always love you too. If the green left the grass on the other side, I would make like a tree and leave. But if I reached for your hand, would your eyes get wide? Who knew the other side could be so green? If I reached for your hand for the rest of my life, who knew the other side could be so green?
• I remember tears streaming down your face when I said, "I'll never let you go;" When all those shadows almost killed your light. I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone," but all that's dead and gone and passed tonight. Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be alright, No one can hurt you now. Come morning light you and I'll be safe and sound. D...

• Take my hand, I’ll teach you to dance. I’ll spin you around, won’t let you fall down. Would you let me lead, you can step on my feet. Give it a try, it’ll be all right.
• The room’s hush, hush, And now’s our moment. Take it in feel it all and hold it. Eyes on you, eyes on me. We’re doing this right.
• Cause lovers dance when they’re feeling in love. Spotlight shining, it’s all about us. It’s all about us. And every heart in the room will melt, This is a feeling I’ve never felt but, It’s all about us.
• Suddenly, I’m feeling brave. Don’t know what’s got into me, Why I feel this way. Can we dance, real slow? Can I hold you, real close?
• The room’s hush, hush, And now’s our moment. Take it in feel it all and hold i...

• Every stoplight I didn't make. Every chance I did or I didn't take. All the nights I went too far. All the girls that broke my heart. All the doors that I had to close. All the things I knew but I didn't know. Thank God for all I missed, Cause it led me here to this.
• It's always been about me, myself, and I thought relationships were nothing but a waste of time. I never wanted to be anybody's other half. I was happy saying I had love that wouldn't last. That was the only way I knew 'til I met you.
• Careful you don't catch her, Give her right of way. For she will look upon you and steal your soul away. For the white hare is calling, She's dancing in the night. She'll be out 'til the morning with her eyes burning bright.
• What did I promise when I departed? I said that when the bullets flew, that I'd re...

I love life...because:

• I love cardigans
• I love london fogs
• I love fiddling
• I love meeting new people
• I love driving in Nova Scotia
• I love wading in the ocean
• I love eating so much I feel like I'm going to explode
• I love taking pictures of EVERYTHING
• I love hanging out with kids
• I love sun porches
• I love being surrounded by amazing people from so many different backgrounds
• I love cotton candy
• I love lupins and queen anne's lace
• I love watching my friends who are in love...I couldn't stop smiling at my friends who just started dating...I might have been borderline creepy
• I love being surrounded by music.

• ADD and aqua
• Beer...of the Irish variety and bagpipes and boats
• Celtic music and Cotton...everything AND my ceramic chickens
• Draft horses...my Grampie <3
• Eco
• Frog...my lucky kissing frog and FIDDLE and flip flops
• God and green eyes and goats
• Henna and hair...lots of it and heather!
• Itty bitty titties
• Jasmine and Jane Austen
• Kisses
• Llamas!!
• Mehndi and Mcness and mermaids
• Nuggets...mickey dee chicken style and NUN!!
• Octopus...my favourite animal growing up
• Piano! Porn star...hehe no AND PAISLY
• Quirky...the comment I got back from my j...

• JOY
• Delight
• LAUGHTER
• Selflessness
• Patience
• Respect
• Spontaneity
• Honesty
• Passion...for life and the other person. I expect lots of kissing and lots of rants.
• Devotion
• Secrets
• Craziness...lots of craziness
• Music
• Learning...every day, all the time.

Things I will not be:

• Quiet
• Complacent
• Routinized

• Volunteering-making a difference
  • Can't join the Peace Corps
  • No alternative here
  • Mission group
    • Not involved enough in local church
    • Need to raise support
    • Useless degree-would they even be able to use me?
• Why?
  • Because it breaks my heart
  • Because I want to make a difference
  • Because I don't want to be indifferent to whats going on in the world around me.
  • I don't want to pretend that everything is beautiful when there is so much hurt, I can share why I have hope, maybe help shine some light in the darkness.
• ✔ Masters

• Spiegel Im Spiegel , Arvo Pärt
• Concert Requim , Lubomyr Melnyk
• Pavane pour une infante défunte , Ravel
• Claire De Lune , Debussy
• La fille aux cheveux de lin , Debussy
• Sonata Opus 101 in A Major , Beethoven
• Träumerei , Schumann
• Ständchen, D. 957, No. 4 ,Schubert
• The Rabbi's wedding at the Palmerston Street Shul from The Old Toronto Klezmer suite for Piano Quintet ,Glick.
• Garun a, dzun a arel (It is Spring, but Snow has Fallen) , Komitas
• Das Verlassene Magdlein, Wolf

• Churches! With people in them!
• Taxes...almost none!
• My small lovely department...I've gained family no. 2
• Sunshine...most in the whole country
• Wearing flip flops and mukluks in the same week
• Richardson ground squirrels
• Scottish Country Dancing
• Alleys!! We don't have them out East...I love driving through them when I'm having a rough day and looking at all the different colours and the old falling down doors people use as fences.
• The large number of coffee shops downtown
• A tea room with my name :D
• The lack of trees...its made me fall extremely in love and greatly appreciate big beautiful trees when I see them.
• The big sky...I can watch the stars at ni...

• A flower, I'd be sea heather.
• An instrument, I'd like to say a piano, but probably more like a string on a piano, Ab 3 to be exact.
• Alchohol, I'd be Baileys.
• A car, I'd be a 1960's Mini Cooper.
• born in another lifetime, I'd be a nun.
• An element, I'd be water.
• A colour, I'd be green.
• A mode, I'd be Mixolydian.
• A tree, I'd be an apple.
• A spice, I'd be a clove.

• ✔ I want to live with no regrets
• ✔ I want to risk loving someone unconditionally (not as inspirational as I thought it'd be).
• I want to sleep under the stars
• I want to go skinny dipping
• ✔ I want to sing in a concert
• I want to live off the land for a set period of time.
• I want to own my own boat
• I want 13 kids
• I never want to live in a suburb OR own a minivan
• I want to possess a goat
• I want to live on the street for a set period of time.

• I believe in pink.
  • I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner.
  • I believe in kissing, kissing a lot.
  • I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong.
  • I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls.
  • I believe that tomorrow is another day.
  • & I believe in miracles.

- Audrey Hepburn

• The Christian is one whose imagination should fly beyond the stars. Francis Schaeffer
• Man's chief end is to glorify God and enjoy Him forever."

- Westminister Catechism

• I find myself in a giant hall. Surrounding me are thousands of young people-batter...

• Sometimes I think about the ones that we’ve replaced; all the millions underneath the burnt and waste; and I get sad because, of course, we’ll be the same-all of history collapsing in its wake. Maybe it’s enough that I have laid here. Maybe it’s enough that I have known inside my head, and maybe it’s enough to know that we were here together and that we are the ones, we are the ones, we are the ones for now. I heard that someday when they look up at the night they’ll see nothing but a black and starless sky and they’ll tell stories of some old and callow time, claiming spectacles of brilliant burning lights. So maybe this is what it takes to realize I am grateful just that I have been alive and I’ll be happy if I look back on my life, been a sister, been a mother, been a wife. ~Grannis

• ‘S bochd an naidheachd a fhuair sinn, ‘S a ghluais mi gu dàn Dòmhnall Phàdraig, mo thruaighe. Thugadh bhuainn e le bàs cò aige bha dùil ris ‘S tu cho sùnndach ‘s cho slàn. Cha robh sinn a’ smaointinn. Gum biodh do shaoghal cho geàrr. Dh’fhàg thu bean agus pàistean; ‘S iad a’ rànaich ‘s a’ caoidh. ‘S goirt a’ bhuill’ ann an fhuair iad. ‘S a ghuail ann an cridh. Cha tog fidheall no òran am bròn rinn an clì. ‘S ged a bhiodh iad measg òigridh bidh gach sòlas gan dìth. Chì sinn tràghadh is lìonadh. Chì sinn ealtainn is sprèidh. Chì sinn gealach is grian. ‘S reultan a’ lìonadh nan speur. Ach chan fhaic sinn gu sìorraidh coiseachd feur ann thu fhèin ach guidheam fois leat, a Chrìosdaidh ‘S beannachd Dhia ann leat fhèin.‘S math tha fios aig gach nàbaidh. Gu bheil sàr-dhuin’ gan dìth.‘...

• You have been and You will be. You have seen and You will see. You know when I rise and when I fall, when I come or go, You see it all. You hung the stars and You move the sea and still You know me. You know me. And nothing is hidden from Your sight; wherever I go, You find me and You know every detail of my life and You are God and You don't miss a thing. You memorize me.

• "The most delicious piece of knowledge for me is that I am a child of God. That is so mind-boggling, that this "it" created everything, and I am a child of "it." It means I am connected to every thing and every body. That's all delicious and wonderful--until I'm forced to realize that the bigot, the brute, the batterer is also a child of "it". Now, he may not know it, but I'm obliged to know that he is. I have to. That is my contract. What fascinates me is the varying ways we approach God. And shape God and paint God, make a statue of God. It amazes me. Once I went to Texas to a conference called "Facing Evil." At one point, some fellow from Texas got up and said, "I really have seen evil, I have felt its force. I went to Germany and I went into the concentration camps." I stood and said, "Do you mean to tell me that we've come from all over the wor...

• The Dutchman's not the kind of man to keep his thumb jammed in the dam that holds his dreams in, but that's a secret only Margaret knows. When Amsterdam is golden in the morning Margaret brings him breakfast; She believes him. He thinks the tulips bloom beneath the snow. He's mad as he can be but Margaret only sees that sometimes. Sometimes she sees her unborn children in his eyes. Let us go to the banks of the ocean, where the walls rise above the Zuider Zee. Long ago I used to be a young man and dear Margaret remembers that for me. The Dutchman still wears wooden shoes, his cap and coat are patched with love that Margaret sewed in. Sometimes he thinks he's still in Rotterdam. He watches tugboats down canals and calls out to them when he thinks he knows the captain 'til Margaret comes to take him home again. Through unforgiving streets that trip hi...

• In this descent and reascent everyone will recognize a familiar pattern.: a thing written all over the world. It is the pattern of all vegetable life. It must belittle itself into something hard, small, and deathlike, it must fall into the ground: thence the new life reascends...The doctrine of the Incarnation, if accepted puts this principle even more emphatically at the centre. The pattern is there in Nature because it was first there in God. All the instances of it which I have mentioned turn out to be but transpositions of the Divine theme into a minor key. I am not now referring simply to the Crucifixion and Resurrection of Christ. The total pattern, of which they are only the turning part, is the real Death and Rebirth: for certainly no seed ever fell from so fair a tree into so dark and cold a soil as would furnish more than a faint analogy ...

• I am sipping my cup of chai tea. The dishes are done, laundry is on the go, and an empty box is waiting for me to fill it. I am really struggling. This year is the struggle year. I have attended all the programs I ever wanted to, had the experiences I wanted, met the partner and companion I wanted, and still I feel lost. I rambled to my mom about the things I need to do as a musician with free time; how empty days, solitude and independence are a blessing. Then the skies turn grey and the rain drips on the window pane and its the only sound I can hear. And it is often blocked out by voices in my mind telling me I can't do it, I don't have the talent, the opportunities, the connections, the unique and creative energy needed. So I'm going to watch American Dad, pack boxes and pray.

• Remember when our songs were just like prayer? Like gospel hymns that you called in the air. Come down, come down sweet reverence Unto my simple house and ring... and ring. Ring like silver, ring like goldm Ring out those ghosts on the Ohio, Ring like clear day wedding bells. Were we the belly of the beast, or the sword that fell? We'll never tell. Come to me, clear and cold On some sea watch the world spinning waves Like that machine Now I've been crazy, couldn't you tell? I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell. Now I'm covered up in straw, belly up on the table. Well I drank and sang, and I passed in the stable. That tall grass grows high and brown, Well I dragged you straight in the muddy ground and you sent me back to where I roam, Well I cursed and I cried, but now I know. And I ran back to that hollow again, The moon was just a sl...

• One means somebody's lonely. Company means there are two. Three means a crowd, and it's about to get loud and four means more than a few. Five means to take a quick little break and get back to work when you're through. I just want to mean something to you. Lightning means there'll be thunder. Sun means the sky'll be blue when the leaves are falling, it means that autumn is calling and the summer days are through. Snowflakes mean that it's winter. Yeah, the birds'll tell you it's true. I just want to mean something to you. Maybe what I mean to say is that I think about you in the most romantic of ways and I'm hoping you'll be open to discussing us and nothing in between. Maybe what I mean is that I love you more than any other I've seen. If you couldn't tell well I hope you're quite keen on it. Like a rhyme loves a sonnet. Like a movie loves a scree...

• Well I take your hand inside my hand and hold it tight tonight. We made mistakes and we've known troubles, but we'll leave them all behind. So Mary Gene will you be my queen? And bless our friends who stand by us and will share this joy with us first. Let them stay rich in their kindness because we know what it is worth. Though Mary Gene, will you be my queen? 'Cos oh my girl I love everything you do. You and me make a pretty fine pair too, and I would do about anything for you. So let's dance till this whole night is through. What would they say, what would our parents say if they heard those whispered words. That you are more, you are more than the whole world I once knew.
• Ooh you make me live. Whatever this world can give to me, it's you-you're all I see. Ooh you make me live now honey, Ooh you make me live. You're the best friend th...

• It is a grey November day but the heater has finally warmed up the kitchen. Looking at the sparkly snowflake decorations I hung in the window a few days earlier, I smile and tell myself Christmas is almost here. I'm making a homemade apple pie; our huge potter bowl, one dozen apples lined up in two rows, a bottle of ameretto, an assortment of spices and a large bag of flour spread across my table. I put away the leaves and pumpkins and put out red and white candles with a pearl necklace wrapped around the display. Nikki put out a red lace table cloth and table runner from the dollar store today and I'm excited to have a christmasy home. I start thinking about going home for the holidays and whether I should bring more of my things, maybe my records, back to Newfoundland. Away from mom and dad's storage and into my home. The more I say it, the more i...

• I don't know if you're ready to go where I'm willing to take you girl. I will feel every inch of your skin and you know I can rock your world. I will be the calm in the storm you're looking for, I'll be the shipwreck that takes you down. I don't mind if you lie in my bed we can stay here forever now. Turn off the lights, take off your clothes, turn on the stereo. Give up the fight, I'm in control, Why don't you let it go? I want to know you inside out. I'll spend my life trying to figure out. Just close your eyes and shut your mouth and let me kiss you inside out. I don't care if you steal all my air, we can breath in together as one. It's all right if you're here every night waking up with you in the sun. We start with an hour and we find we waste the day kicking back with the love we found. I don't mind if you lie in my bed. We can stay here forev...

• The discrpancy between a movement of atoms in an astronomer's cortex and his understanding that there must be a still unobserved planet beyond Uranus, is already so immense that the Incarnation of God Himself is, in one sense, scarcely more startling. We cannot conceive how the Divine Spirit dwelled within the created and human spirit of Jesus: but neither can we conceive how His human spirit, or that of any man, dwells within his natural organism. What we can understand, if the Christian doctrine is true, is that our own composite existence is not the sheer anomaly it might seem to be, but a faint image of the Divine Incarnation itself--the same theme in a very minor key. We can understand that if God so descends into a human spirit, and human spirit so descends into Nature, and out thoughts into our senses and passions, and if adult minds (but onl...

• I've got my memories always inside of me but I can't go back, back to how it was. I believe you now; I've come too far and I cant go back- back to how it was. So everyday starts with a magic spark. I've got my hopes high with second start. We are miracles- every breath is magic. So you give yourself away with your miracle heart-just to be alive is a magic art. We are miracles; every breath is magic. Belief over misery, I've seen the enemy, and I won't go back- back to how it was. I got my heart set on what happens next. I've got my eyes wide, it's not over yet. We are miracles and we're not alone. That's when everyday starts with a magic spark. I've got my hopes high with second start. We are miracles- every breath is magic. That's when you give yourself away with your miracle heart- just to be alive is a magic art. We are miracles; every breath is ...

On a daily basis:

• Laugh out loud to something
• Spin around on my walks
• Learn something new
• Thank God for something
• Sing out loud
• Fall in love
• Fight all injustices that cross my path.
• Stare out at the sea.

Pictures

• Sea Heather
• Octopus (old drawing)
• Sheet music
• Frigate
• Another quote
• Something in Slovenian or Gaelic
• Long/Lat of Bubba and Grampie's homesteads?

Placement

• Under current tattoo
• Hip
• Left Shoulder
• Other rib
• Behind ear
• Lower spine

• Life was too short to be with someone who wasn't quite right. Someone who made you think more than they made you feel.
• The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.

Fernando Pessoa

• I think that you find your own way. You have your own rules. You have your own understanding of yourself, and that’s what you’re going to count on. In the end, it’s what feels right to you. Not what ...

• Jenna Reid
• Lauren MacColl (Strewn with Ribbons)
• Sarah Jane Summers

• Evangeline
• Tattycorum
• Deliverence (Family name)
• Phyllis (Family name)
• Charlotte
• Boys names
  • Oliver (Family name)
  • Liam
  • Connor
  • Glen (Family name)

• Train, Hey Soul Sister , Save Me San Francisco
  • "I can be myself now finally,In fact there's nothing I can't be. I want the world to see you be with me."
• Jennie Riddle, New Revelation Song
  • "Filled with wonder, awe struck wonder, at the mention of Your name."
• David Crowder band, How He loves us ,
  • "Heaven meets earth like an unforseen kiss and my heart beats violently inside of my chest I don't have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way Oh how He loves us."
• Gordie Sampson, Davey Jones , For the few and far between
  • "I am a simple man, I learned to work with my hands out here on these waves, shalalalala, I guess that I've always known th...

• ✔ The Cellist of Sarajevo ~Steven Galloway
• ✔ Captivating ~John & Stasi Eldredge
• ✔ Last Song ~Nicholas Sparks
• ✔ The Woman Who Gave Birth to Rabbits ~Emma Donoghue
• The Gathering ~Anne Enright
• ✔ Atonement ~Ian McEwan
• Angela's Ashes ~Frank McCourt
• 'Tis ~Frank McCourt
• ✔ Three Cups of Tea
• Apprenticeship
• Musicking
• The Bible ~The lover of me...
• ✔ Tattycorum

• Picture monster
• One inch shorter than me
• Took a picture of a goat bone for me.
• Likes Chopin
• Has a stripper bear sweater
• Loves Verdi
• Wears heels
• Eats chocolate icecream
• Likes individuals from Vancouver
• Wishes she was a figure skater

• Barn in my best friend's backyard
• An old lighthouse
• A house boat
• An apartment above a cafe that contains awesome tea
• A hobbit hole
• An old fishing shack on the East Coast
• An old church
• A VW van...1960's style
• An abandoned warehouse

• Steamed mussels
• Alexander Keiths
• Diesel Oil
• Bells
• Pea jackets
• Fiddle Music
• Red rose tea in china cups
• Work boots
• Bagpipes
• Clover
• Jam sessions
• Scones
• Wool socks and sweaters

• Being lonely.
• Being excluded.
• Being cold.
• Being not liked by my roommates
• Being mediocre.
• Gray skies.
• Not having a piano to play on.
• Getting fat.
• Being trapped.
• Failing.
• What if this wasn't the right decision?