"May"...

May

the Stars

Carry Your Sadness Away. . .

May Hope Forever

Dry Away Your

Tears. . .

And,

Above All,

May

Silence

Make

You

Strong.

~ Chief Dan George

U.S.A.

~ Beannaichte'

3 June, 2019

beannaichte@twitter.com    

" Return to Love"

~ Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.  Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.  It is our Light, that most frightens us.  We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?  Actually ,who are you not to be?  You are a child of God.  Your playing small does not serve the world.  There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you.  We are meant to Shine, as children do.  We were born to make manifest the Glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.  And as we let our own light Shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.  As we are liberated  from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

~ Marianne Williamson

U.S.A.

 

 ~ Beannaichte'

3 September, 2017

@beannaichte.twitter.com  

"Red Dirt Girl"

Me and my best Friend, Lillian

And her Blue Tick Hound dog, Gideon

Sittin' on the front porch, coolin' in the shade

Singin' every Song the radio played

Waitin' for the Alabama Sun to go down

Two Red Dirt Girls, in a Red Dirt Town
Me and Lillian

Just across the Line, and a little Southeast, of Meridian.

She Loved her brother,  I remember back when

He was fixin' up a 49' Indian

He told her, little Sister, gonna ride the Wind

Up around the Moon and back, again

He never got farther than Vietnam

I was standin' there with her, when the telegram come

For Lillian

Now, he's lyin' somewhere, about a Million miles, from Meridian.

She said, there's not much here, for a Red Dirt Girl  

Somewhere out there is a great Big World

That's where I'm Bound
 And the Stars might Fall in Alabama

But one of these Days, I'm gonna Swing

My Hammer Down

Away from this Red Dirt Town

I'm gonna make a Joyful Sound.

She grew up Tall, and she grew up Thin

Buried that olde Dog, Gideon

By a Crepe Myrtle Bush, at the back of the Yard

Her Daddy turned mean, and her Mama Leaned hard

Got in trouble, with a boy in Town
Figured that she might as well, settle down

So, she dug right in

Across a Red Dirt Line, just a little Southeast, from Meridian.

She tried hard to Love him, but it never did take

It was just another Way for her Heart to Break

So she Learned  to Bend

But one Thing they don't tell you, about the Blues

When you got em

You keep on Fallin', cause there ain't no Bottom

There ain't no End

Least not, for Lillian. 

Nobody Knows when she started her Skid

She was only 27, and she had five Kids

Could'a been the whiskey

Could'a been the pills

Could'a been the Dreams, she was tryin' to kill

But there won't be a mention in the News, of the World

About the Life and Death, of a Red Dirt Girl

Named, Lillian

Who never got any further, across the Line, than Meridian.

Now, the Stars still Fall on Alabama

Tonight, she finally Laid

That Hammer Down

Without a Sound

In the Red Dirt Ground.

Emmylou Harris

U.S.A.

~Beannaichte'
30 June,2015

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"Lines"

I   want to be Free  from the Noise of the Grind

So  I  Live on  the Outskirts  of  the back of my Mind

With  a Stong  hand a Song man and God on my side

I'm Writing  my  Freedom  one Line  at a Time. 

On  the Highway  to Heaven  that Runs  through  my Mind

A yellow Line Stretches  out  into  the Night

Broken  in Places  it's  my Guiding Light

So  I'm Writing  my  Freedom  a Line at  a Time.

I'm  Walking  a  fine  Line between Wrong  and  Right

I   can Live with  the  Problems of  this Day and Time

Consider me Lucky, because  I'll  be all Right 

In  my Mind  I'm  Having  a beautiful  Life.

I'm  Lost  in the Feelings of  this Heart  of  Mine

In  Search  for the Border of  InfiniteTime

I  find  Peace of  mind  in the Songs and  their Rhymes

I'm Writing  my Freedom  one Line  at a Time.

~Waylon Jennings

U.S.A. 

~Beannaichte'
21 January, 2015 

@beannaichte.twitter.com 

"Dear Lord I Know"

To let go does not mean to stop caring.

It means I can't do it for someone else.

To let go is not to cut myself off.

It's the realization I can't control another. 

To let go is not to enable,

but to allow learning from natural consequences. 

To let go is to admit powerlessness,

which means the outcome is not in my hands.

To let go is not to try and change or be another.

It's to make the most of myself.  

To let go is not to care for, but to care about.

To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.

To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.

To let go is not to e in the middle arranging all outcomes,

but to allow others to affect their destinies.

To let go is not to be protective.

It's to permit another to face reality.

To let go is not to deny, but to accept.

To let go is not to nag, scold or argue,

but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.

To let go is not to adjust everything to my own desires,

but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.

To let go is not to criticize and regulate anybody, 

but to try to become what I dream I can be.

To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.

To let go is to fear less and love more.

Lord, help me to let go. 

~ Unknown

~ Beannaichte'

30 October, 2014

@beannaichte.twitter.com 

"Starlight"