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"Pongáio" was the name my Aunt Mona gave to a long, green, cool room where we gathered at her home —
replete with comfy chairs, a rocker, sewing machine, sewing goods, beautiful beads, shelves, books, bibelots, photographs, odds'n'ends, mementos of a life, treasures —
a gathering of all the useful & 'useless' things that so make life a pleasure.



Friday, November 29, 2013

Thanksgiving


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Although no official holiday here where I live, we have always tried to do a family dinner to celebrate, usually on the following Saturday. This year on the Monday I decided to make a dinner for the regular lunch hour on the day, Thursday, and those of the family who could make it would come. (nearly all those who live here in town made it!).

We also had the presence of my Norinha³ and our/The Grandson. As she is working in another state and comes back and forth, not always do we have the happiness of having them for a celebration.

I am working on giving daily, several-times-a-daily, thanks for all the blessings we have.
Also for my "homework", working on my surrendering to God...
I do so want to micro-manage the Universe! 
And know the outcomes!
Getting through this difficult time is really testing my faith.

So, although really frazzled, I did want to celebrate a happy family moment and give thanks — and which all came together to happen.

Thanksgiving 2013 4 generations
Nana (Great Gran), Grammie (Gran), Herr Baby (New!)
Four generations were at the table — Blessing!

Friday, November 01, 2013

Tous les Soleils

Last week saw the film Tous Les Soleils... nice and light, with lovely music.



Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Stefano Landi - "Augellin" - L'Arpeggiata, Marco Beasley



Stephano Landi (1587-1639) 
"Augellin"
Marco Beasley ~ L'Arpeggiata

Augellin
Che'l tuo amor
Segui ogn'hor
Dal faggio al pin;
E spiegando i bei concenti
Vai temprando
Col tuo canto i miei lamenti.

Il mio Sol troppo fier,
Troppo altier,
Del mio gran duol
Clori amata, Clori bella,
M'odia ingrata
A' miei prieghi empia e rubella.

Non sia più
Cruda no, morirò
S'ella è qual fù;
Taci, taci, che già pia
Porge i baci,
Al mio labro l'alba mia.

Segui augel
Né sdegnar
Di formar
Canto novel;
Fuor del seno amorosetto
Mostra à pieno
La tua gioia, il mio diletto.

      Paintings by Bouguereau

Word rant

Warning: This is a rant!

Ok... so what's with Microsoft ?!!! (I'm sure I'm just one of millions of users swearing at *It/them***).

Recently changed from Word 2003 to 2007. Ok, ok, so I'm late.

But — DEFINETLY — NOT late ENOUGH!!!

Microsoft has c-a-r-e-f-u-l-l-y hidden all the formatting buttons in a myriad of fancy-looking but not-needed tabs and twice or thrice hidden the commands in mysterious menus.
The game: You are Suckers! Blaaaannnhhh!!!

So, instead of just getting the work done, oh no, you must play hide and seek. And if you are so lucky as to actually find what you want, you'll still do it in three or more steps than before.

***Pot party during software-making time? or just sheer bloody-mindedness? or should that be an "and/or" and an extended list of mind impairing drugs?

And, this unfortunate trend just continues onwards-and-backwards to the 2010 and 2013 versions.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Co- and Inter-

“Codependency is defined as a psychological condition or a relationship in which a person is controlled or manipulated by another who is affected with a pathological condition (typically narcissism or drug addiction); and in broader terms, it refers to the dependence on the needs of, or control of, another…Codependency may also be characterized by denial, low self-esteem, excessive compliance, or control patterns.[2]Narcissists are considered to be natural magnets for the codependent.”
“interdependence – a reciprocal relation between interdependent entities (objects or individuals or groups). This concept differs from a dependence relationship, where some members are dependent and some are not.
In an interdependent relationship, participants may be emotionally, economically, ecologically and/or morally reliant on and responsible to each other. An interdependent relationship can arise between two or more cooperative autonomous participants (e.g. – co-op). Some people advocate freedom orindependence as the ultimate good; others do the same with devotion to one’sfamily, community, or society. Interdependence can be a common ground between these aspirations.”
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interdependence

Monday, December 17, 2012

Tarantellas

From pomponi0, Tarantella del Gargano [Subtitled]

 
http://www.arpeggiata.com/ Support the artists! / Apoya a los artistas!
I know there are many videos of this song already, but i noticed nobody had translated or even transcribed it, so i took the liberty of doing so.
The original text is written in Garganico, a dialect from southern Italy, so tell me if i made any mistake ; )

[English]
The term Tarantella groups a number of different Italian couple folk dances characterized by a fast upbeat tempo, usually in 6/8 time (sometimes 18/8 or 4/4), accompanied by tambourines. It is among the most recognized of traditional Italian music. The specific dance name varies with every region, for instance tammuriata in Campania, pizzica in the Salento region.

[Español]
La tarantela es un baile popular del sur de Italia, de las regiones italianas de Puglia, Basilicata, Calabria, Molise, Campania y Sicilia. Es un baile de origen napolitano que tiene un movimiento muy vivo. En su forma moderna más común, es una danza de galanteo entre parejas con una música en un compás de seis por ocho que va aumentando progresivamente de velocidad y que va acompañada de castañuelas y de panderetas. Tiene dos partes bien diferenciadas: una en tono menor y otra mayor. Durante la Edad Media, en algunas partes del sur de Italia se creía que bailar el solo de la tarantela curaba un tipo de locura supuestamente producida por la picadura de la mayor araña europea, la araña lobo o tarántula. Sin embargo, el nombre de tarantela proviene de la ciudad italiana de Tarento (en italiano, Taranto).

Original text / Texto original / Testo Originale
Madonnì
i comma dee fari pi amà sta donnì
di rose 'ndea fari
di rose 'ndea fari
di rose 'ndea fari nu bellu ciardini

Nu bellu ciardini
di rose 'ndea fari nu bellu ciardini
'ntorni ni d'intorni lei
'ntorni ni d'intorni lei
'ntorni ni d'intorni lei annamurari

Lei annamurari
'ntorni ni d'intorni lei annamurari
di prete preziosi e ori fini
mezzo ce la cava 'na
mezzo ce la cava 'na
mezzo ce la cava 'na brava funtani

'Na brava funtani
mezzo ce la cava 'na brava funtani
e ja ja fa corre l'acqua
e ja ja fa corre l'acqua
e ja ja fa corre l'acqua surgentivi

L'acqua surgentivi
e ja ja fa corre l'acqua surgentivi
'ncoppa ce lu mette na
'ncoppa ce lu mette na
'ncoppa ce lu mette n'auciello a cantari

N'auciello a cantari
'ncoppa ce lu mette n'auciello a cantari
cantava e repusava
cantava e repusava
cantava e repusava bella diceva

Bella diceva
cantava e repusava bella diceva
pì voi sò addivintato
pì voi sò addivintato
pì voi sò addivintato un aucello
pè farimi 'nu suonno accanto a voi bella madonna
me l'ha fatta annammurà la cammenatura e lu parlà
si bella nun ci jve annammurà nun me facive
me l'ha fatta annammurà la cammenatura e lu parlà

Ah! Pinciuè, 'Sta ncagnata che vuò da me
mammeta lu ssape e tò vo' dice pure a te
mammeta lu ssape e tò vo' dice pure a te
Ah! Pinciuè 'sta ncagnata che vuò da me
mammeta lu ssape e tò vo' dice pure a te
Ah! Pinciuè 'sta ncagnata che vuò da me

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

A Child


Monday, November 12, 2012

Ryan Larkin


Walking ~ Ryan Larkin 1968


Street Musique ~ Ryan Larkin 1972


Ryan ~ Chris Landreth 2003


Spare Change ~ Ryan Larkin 2008

Ryan Larkin
July 31, 1943, Montreal, Quebec – February 14, 2007, Saint-Hyacinthe, Quebec

Taking home

There is a storyline of the world and there is also a trajectory of the soul. The soul presents a self into this world through a body, into situations which will provide an opportunity to experiment with creativity and its consequences, enhance its learning, and express itself in myriad ways. The world provides the opportunities. It is hard not to be discouraged when we see things happening in the opposite fashion to that which we hold right and wholesome inside. In the end what we take ‘home’ with us is not our misfortune, though that has its effect, but how we dealt with the decisions we made, the lives we believe we squandered, the time we believe we lost and the way in which we allowed others to hold sway over us.
Over and over the message is: you are love, you are the Beloved.
—  Be Happy Anyway by Elisa Novick

Friday, November 09, 2012

Savall and Borgias -documentary


With English subtitles:

Friday, November 02, 2012

Philippe Jaroussky ... Paradiso e Inferno

Saw the film Tous Les Soleils... nice and light, with lovely music.
Throught it, found this marvel: Philippe Jaroussky.

Here he sings with the company that is featured in the film, Christina PLUHAR & L’Arpeggiata.*

Ciaccona del Paradiso e del Inferno
  
Philippe Jaroussky L'Arpeggiata-Christina Pluhar Concert life Ambronay 18.09.2008
« Icônes du Seicento »

Philippe Jaroussky Contre-tenor

LArpeggiata Christina Pluhar

Christina Pluhar théorbe & direction
Alessandro Tampieri violon
Doron Sherwin - cornet
Eero Palviainen guitare baroque
Charles Edouard Fantin - guitare baroque
Margit Übellacker - psaltérion
Haru Kitamika clavecin
Richard Myron violone
Michèle Claude percussions

Réalisateur Olivier Simonnet
Une production de © CLC Productions, Ensemble l'Arpeggiata, Centre Culturel de Rencontre d'Ambronay
Avec la participation de mezzo et France 2

Concert filmé au 29eme festival dAmbronay


Ciaccona del Paradiso e del Inferno

O che bel stare è stare in Paradiso
Dove si vive sempre in fest’e riso
Vedendosi di Dio svelato il viso
O che bel stare è star in Paradiso.

Ohimè che orribil star qui nell’inferno
Ove si vive in pianto e foco eterno
Senza veder mai Dio in sempiterno
Ahi, ahi, che orribil star giù nell’inferno.

Là non vi regna giel, vento, calore,
Che il tempo è temperato a tutte l’hore
Pioggia non v’è, tempesta, nè baleno,
Che il Ciel là sempre si vede sereno.

Il fuoco e ‘l ghiaccio là, o che stupore
Le brine, le tempeste, e il sommo ardore
Stanno in un loco tute l’intemperie
Si radunan laggiù, o che miserie.

Havrai insomma là quanto vorrai
E quanto non vorrai non haverai
E questo è quanto, o Musa, posso dire
Però fa pausa il canto e fin l’ardire.

Quel ch’aborrisce qua, là tutto havrai
Quel te diletta e piace mai havrai
E pieno d’ogni male tu sarai
Dispera tu d’uscirne mai, mai, mai!

O che bel stare è star in Paradiso
Dove si vive sempr’in fest’e riso
Vedendosi di Dio svelato il viso
O che bel stare é stare in Paradiso.

lyrics from music-stall
from a comment there:
“Ciaccona del Paradiso e del Inferno” with Philippe Jaroussky on the CD “Christina PLUHAR & L’Arpeggiata – Via Crucis” edited by Emi-Virginclassic : http://www.amazon.fr/Via-Crucis-Deluxe-Livre-DVD/dp/B0035F0MZU
or for download : http://www.musicme.com/ (search Christina Pluhar)"

Monday, October 29, 2012

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Heartland

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Thursday, October 18, 2012

Hallelujah ~ Jeff Buckley


Hallelujah
Leonard Cohen ~ version Jeff Buckley

I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well, it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth,
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...

Well, your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
But from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...

Baby, I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know/yes)
I used to live alone before I knew you
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a/some victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...

Well, there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too?
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...

Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody/at some one who outdrew you
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...
Hallelujah...   Hallelujah...


Live at Nulle Part Ailleurs September 8th 1995

Jeffrey Scott "Jeff" Buckley
November 17, 1966 – May 29, 1997

Mars energies

From M. Kelley Hunter's Cosmic News: Balancing Act newsletter:

"One is from James Kelleher (www.jameskelleher.com). This is actually an extract from some of his commentary on a major factor of the last Full Moon. I share it because it struck me as so significant a moment, when MARS ON THE NORTH NODE IN SCORPIO signaled a strong energy current of intensity and transformation that set a tone:

"Mars is the planet of assertiveness, energy, and ambition on the positive side. On the negative level, it represents anger, warfare, injuries and enemies.
Rahu is the planet of compulsion and obsession on the negative side. On the positive side it represents innovation, revolution and change."

Mars is now in Sagittarius, directing the energy like a long distance runner. But that powerful Scorpio moment is worth noting, as we are contending with major Scorpio themes with Saturn and the North Node there."

To subscribe to Kelley's newsletter go here.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Ain't No Ash Will Burn

Lovely John & Lisa...


John Smith performs "Ain't No Ash Will Burn" with Lisa Hannigan 
on a boat in Baltimore, West Cork. Filmed by Myles O'Reilly.
* * *

      Ain’t No Ash Will Burn :: Walt Aldridge

      I have seen snow that fell in May
      And I have seen rain on cloudless days
      Some things are always bound to change
      There ain’t no ash will burn

      Love is a precious thing I’m told
      Burns just like West Virginia coal
      But when the fire dies down it’s cold
      There ain’t no ash will burn

      You say this life is not your lot
      And I can’t be something that I’m not
      We can’t stoke a fire that we ain’t got
      There ain’t no ash will burn

      Love is a precious thing I’m told
      Burns just like West Virginia coal
      But when the fire dies down it’s cold
      There ain’t no ash will burn

      In every life there comes a time
      When there are no more tears to cry
      You must leave something dear behind
      There ain’t no ash will burn

      Love is a precious thing I’m told
      Burns just like West Virginia coal
      But when the fire dies down it’s cold
      There ain’t no ash will burn

      There is one lesson I have learned... ...
      There ain’t no ash will burn
                                                —  lyrics: help from here and Old Sledge




Monday, October 15, 2012

Gone, Gone



     Gone, Gone
     Grey Revell ~ Crazy Like An Ambush

     run run screaming at the sun

     couldn't've done better if i won it in the lottery
          run run faster than a gun
          gonna find my baby and i'm gonna have a family
     run run till the running's done
     gonna play guitar and make money off her pottery
          fun fun underneath the sun
          we're gonna have a baby and we're gonna raise it right

     gone gone every thing is gone

     maybe now i'll find someone i love and have a family
          dumb dumb everyone was dumb
          slaving for a dollar in the name of nationality
     bomb bomb thank you for the bomb
     you vaporize the idiots you send 'em to infinity
          run run till the running's done
          i'm gonna find my baby and I'm gonna treat her right

     gone gone every thing is gone

     couldn't've done better if i won it in the lottery
          run run till the running's done
          i'm gonna play guitar and make money off her pottery
     bomb bomb thank you for the bomb
     you vaporize the idiots you send 'em to infinity
          run run screaming at the sun:
          "i'm gonna have a family i'm gonna do it right"

Good tip from an HP tv add! Another good find through an add — last year's I Am..., Nikon's add with music by Ben Cooper.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Thine Self & Any Man

“This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.”   — Shakespeare

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Ceres Trigger

"The Sabian symbol for the first degree of Cancer suggests that paradigm-shift around food is inevitable. The question is, with everything else trying to get our attention right now, will something as basic as food be able to cut through the static?
The Sabian symbols are part of a channeled system famously interpreted by Dane Rudhyar in his book An Astrological Mandala. There is a symbol for each degree of the zodiac. The one for 01 Cancer is: “On a ship the sailors lower an old flag and raise a new one.” Rudhyar adds the keynote, “A radical change of allegiance exteriorized in a symbolical act: a point of no return.”
If that doesn’t say ‘paradigm shift’, I don’t know what does. Any idea what sort of “symbolical act” you may choose tomorrow? Perhaps you will know it only as you do it — or in hindsight, as you look back and realize what some seemingly small choice actually set in motion.

Incidentally, when Ceres enters Cancer it will trine Neptune, which is currently retrograde in the first degree of Pisces. A trine is a flowing aspect of signs with the same element. Neptune’s conversation with Ceres tomorrow could be about the creative ways we can solve our personal and collective food challenges. It could lend a sense of spiritual support or importance to Ceres on the Aries Point. It may, on the other hand, help those of us not quite ready to face facts slide back into denial about just how capable we are of releasing old food habits and beliefs about what nourishes us."
—   Amanda Painter Ceres on the Aries Point