Tag: <span>Music</span>

When I mention that I was raised by nuns people look at me funny, like I just confessed that I grew up with wolves. It’s true though, I spent ten years in a boarding school that was part of a convent of the Salesian Sisters.

Just Sharing

Next week about his time, surgery will be over and I assume I will be laying happily and drugged up in a bed in the Cancer hospital. I still have a hard time with the fact that I am a patient in a cancer hospital, but I have learned to appreciate the nurses and doctors and as always, I have adjusted nicely to everything that the universe has thrown in my direction.

Just Sharing

It’s us and our expectations who make all the fuzz, time itself passes quietly, from day to night, day in and day out. Weeks and months depart, and then the old year tries to leave at midnight when we are supposed to sleep, but we don’t let it. We stay up, watch it leave, kick it in the rare, tell it to go away, and never come back. Another bad year, like so many before. We expected more, we deserve better. “Go away old year, I will forget you.”

Just Sharing

Even though the Harmonica is an ‘Austrian’ instrument, as a child I was never too fond of it and it showed in my performance. I remember our farm cat leaving each time I picked up the harmonica.

Just Sharing

Just Sharing

I have a very eclectic (weird?) music taste. I am all over the map. I listen to (almost) every genre. I even found some hip-hop and rap music that I actually like.

Just Sharing

Just Sharing

I often don’t know what I feel and find myself lost for words. It’s the phase between action and reaction. The time of digesting what I have just witnessed or lived, the period of sorting my feelings.

Just Sharing

Just Sharing

If I were a God of any traditional
Popular world religion
– Of which religion doesn’t matter -
Then I would have something to say that concerns all of you because
You have misunderstood something important

Just Sharing