Sunday, March 20, 2011

Rain Songs

How appropriate that Tom Petty is singing Louisiana Rain.  I went searching for that song to post here and found this excellent song, different but good.
I've already post Tina Turner's "I can't stand the rain" which is also one of my all time favorites.  But that one is sort of sad and I'm trying so hard not to get sucked up into that.  So here's the ultimate in rainy day songs:
How can you watch that and not smile?

I also took a picture of one of my personal pieces of jewelry.  My how-to for this was originally published in Step by Step Wire.  I think I might have to make a couple for sale, it always gets noticed. And maybe I'll show the process too.
I'm very happy when I get a comment on one of my posts here.  I can see that people are reading my blog but unless you post a comment I don't really know what you are thinking.  Think of it as a way to make this a little like a two way dialogue, though if you hate me and think I'm stupid I'll probably cry and then you'll have to live with that.

Luckily I think most people come back and read my posts because they like what I say or can find some meaning or because they just like the wandering photos or the jewelry, so that's ok.  I try to mix it up.  And if you can believe it I hold back quite a bit.  You can think of my words as the little waves that roll into shore, wetting your feet and sometimes bringing in a pretty shell.  The rest of me is the ocean, turbulent, never resting, ever changing, filled with life and strange things.

I think we're all like that.  We put out little tendrils but keep the real tender part of ourselves behind the thorns and the stickers.  Someone like me can feel what's vibrating inside you, your joy, your pain, your fears, your anger...and every so often I feel things so sweet it's hard to stay away.  Have you ever just knew you liked a person the first time you shook their hand?  It's like that. Everyone can do it, call it instinct, empathy, whatever, it just takes practice and finding a balance between iron doors to keep all those feelings out and being overloaded by too many feelings.

Enough introspection, time for some studio work.

Peace to you from me and mine

1 comment:

  1. Been MANY years since I heard that one. A (rainy)walk down memory lane. Thanks.