Musically Inspired

On The Way To Where I'm Going by Roni Delmonico

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I talk to my dad and send him a photograph nearly every day.  When he opened this one he said, "That looks a little like heaven on earth."  

"It feels that way too, dad.  The only thing that would make it more so would be if you were here." 

We talked awhile longer.  Nothing earth shattering... just warm, loving and easy.  We talked mostly about how this is just a stop on the way to where we are going.  It's temporary.  The older we grow together, the more I understand how very true that is.  

There are so many things I am grateful for.  The people who share this place with me.  The loved ones far away, who know how to love with an unconditional love that is never ending and the biggest blessing to my heart.  I really love you dad.  You are the best indication in my life, that there is a God in heaven, preparing a place for me.  And as beautiful as our home is... it's just a stop on the way to where we are going.  Best part is... you'll be with me in the next place... and I will never have to say goodbye again.

I can see God's face.  It's around me everywhere.  And I'm not afraid, because I know.

God Just Hears A Melody by Roni Delmonico

One of my favorite things about spring is that the birds come back and fill the air with their cheerful songs.  We have a beautiful day here today, sunny and 83 degrees and there is a pair of house finches nesting in a little alcove below our upper deck.  They come up often to sit on the railing and look out over the yard as if they are king and queen of the household.  I love them.  I decided today that I will call them Sunny and Windy, since that pretty much describes the way it feels today.  Pretty soon there will be baby finches chirping in the nest too. 

I keep thinking about how life cycles around, how things don't always turn out the way we plan in each season, how when I only look inward and don't turn my gaze outward... I miss things.  I'd like to have a wider focus.  A sweeter song and a softer heart. 

Beautiful the mess we are...

The Tenderness of Eyes That Hear and Ears That See by Roni Delmonico

Both my ears and my eyes prefer a quiet and tender melody.  Training the eyes to "hear" and the ears to "see" is one of the best gifts my camera and music have given to me.  These lyrics... 

Grandeur earth has quaked before
Moved by the sound of His voice
Seas that are shaken and stirred
Can be calmed and broken for my regard
So let it go my soul and trust in Him
The waves and wind still know His name. 
— It is well.

I remain grateful.

Always.

Our New Home by Roni Delmonico

Sometimes the world tries to knock it out of you. But I believe in music, the way some people believe in fairy tales. I like to imagine that what I hear comes from my mother and father. Maybe the notes I hear are the same ones they heard the night they met. Maybe that’s how they found each other. Maybe... that’s how they’ll find me.
— August Rush

Evermore by Roni Delmonico

Now I know she'll never leave me
Even as she runs away
She will still torment me
Calm me, hurt me
Move me, come what may
Wasting in my lonely tower
Waiting by an open door
I'll fool myself, she'll walk right in
And be with me for evermore
I rage against the trials of love
I curse the fading of the light
Though she's already flown so far beyond my reach
She's never out of sight
Now I know she'll never leave me
Even as she fades from view
She will still inspire me
Be a part of everything I do
Wasting in my lonely tower
Waiting by an open door
I'll fool myself, she'll walk right in
And as the long, long nights begin
I'll think of all that might have been
Waiting here for evermore...
 

Isn't It Remarkable... by Roni Delmonico

Funny how much a person can change. There was a time I would have rushed to sweep those cobwebs away, thinking they'd ruin my photograph.  I still did have that thought initially.  But I paused. I think it's in that pause that I begin to listen with my heart, instead of my head.

Hummingbirds need the protein from insects, in addition to the nectar they get from flowers and feeders.  If I  leave it alone... then she'll get a complete meal from time to time.  I wonder if she already ate the spider.. or if the spider heard the hum and said.. Oh man!  I am SO out of here.  Either way, the web looks pretty in the sunlight and it's still sticky.:)  Breakfast buffet for hummingbirds.  

I watched a tiny spider, no bigger than the head of a pin, build a web this morning, while I drank my coffee.  I am surrounded by ordinary miracles every day, without ever leaving home.   

It's not that unusual
When everything is beautiful
It's just another ordinary miracle today

The sky knows when it's time to snow
Don't need to teach a seed to grow
It's just another ordinary miracle today

Life is like a gift they say
Wrapped up for you everyday
Open up and find a way
To give some of your own

Isn't it remarkable
Like every time a raindrop falls
It's just another ordinary miracle today

Birds in winter have their fling
Will always make it home by spring
It's just another ordinary miracle today

When you wake up everyday
Please don't throw your dreams away
Hold them close to your heart
'Cause we're all a part of the ordinary miracle

Do you want to see a miracle?

It seems so exceptional
That things just work out after all
It's just another ordinary miracle today

Sun comes up and shines so bright
And disappears again at night
It's just another ordinary miracle today

-Glen Ballard, David Allan Stewart

Into The Deep by Roni Delmonico

When you live on a waterway, every day is a new opportunity to see something special. They must have opened the lock today, because I had the pleasure of watching three yachts and two sailboats, glide right past me this morning, while I enjoyed my coffee down at the river's edge.  This one made me smile... its cheerful Canadian flag waving gently in the breeze. When it sailed by me, I turned to look for its name.  Petronella.. from Toronto.  I hear Toronto is a must... so I allowed myself the visual indulgence of hopping aboard and sailing there, visiting that beautiful city and the people who love her... and then sailing home.

 

Well it's not far back to sanity, at least it's not for me

And if the wind is right you can sail away and find serenity

Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see
Believe me.

It's been a wonderful month.  I posted something every day for four straight weeks and it was something I needed to do for myself... if only to prove I still could.  I've made some really positive changes in my life of late, and I've done a lot of letting go.  There is still more of that to do but I'm on my way and it feels really good.  Last night, I opened my hand and allowed something I've been clinging to for way too long to slip through my fingers softly and into the deep deep blue.  I watched it sparkle until it disappeared, and I realized in a moment of crystal clarity, that I'm okay with letting it go.  I wish you all the most beautiful smooth summer sailing and I look forward to sharing more with you as we progress through this... my favorite season.

God Knows That Shifting Gears Ain't What It Used To Be by Roni Delmonico

Last weekend, we took a drive just for fun.  Do you ever do that anymore?  Remember when we used to crank the windows down by hand? I think I'll do it again this weekend. I wish someone would send me a letter that had a stamp on it and took three days to get here!  And because I wish that, I think I will do that, for someone else.  Send me a private message with your address if you'd like one.  Then be on the lookout.;-)  After you get it, send one to someone else. (My address is at the top there.. just sayin.') See... maybe it's not so hard to shift gears, after all!  Don't be shy! Even if you don't know me personally yet, wouldn't it be nice? Sometimes, I really do miss the days when things weren't so automatic. (Hit the play button on the photograph.  It's sweet.)

The Small Things That Are Bliss by Roni Delmonico

My recipe for the perfect breakfast.:)

A pinch or two of birdsong.  (Red and yellow will banish the blues).

A few dandelion greens (good for reducing inflammation, especially if you lay down and roll around in them with your dog.)

A smile and a wave and a really really good dream come true...

Some fresh caught fish and a handful of diamonds to decorate the table.

A rocking chair.  (An old blue chair is best, but black will do in a pinch).

And some friends that know how to sing.:)

So I lift up my hands now
And I open my heart
And my gratitude goes out
To everything near and far

All that I am
All that I see
All that I've been 
And all that I'll ever be
Is a blessing
Its so amazing
And I’m grateful for it all.

More Delight, Than Fifty Common Years by Roni Delmonico

I held my arms out to him without a word and wrapped his silence around me, carefully smoothing the folds that were closest to my heart.  And when he left, I dried each tear with the edge of my own silence... until there was only music. - Isabel

Thank you for reminding me, John {Keats}...   How I love your romantic heart.