Nancy G. Brundrett's Heartmusic Journal

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Saturday, May 03, 2003

I believe the lessons in life, as I travel down this road, are best taught by God. Especially if you make an A+ on your examination.
Today's lesson was on pain.


Author unknown..You know that person..."unknown" sure does write a lot of great poems!

To my "few" know I like to post thoughts. I always want to give you something I think would help you because it helped me. Sharing... It helps to be listening to good music too. Today's menu is Jackson Browne's "record" "Looking East"

I started off the day with a leap in my step because I was going to Austin. I would get to share some of my songs at a Music Festival.
I drove 130 miles alone on a cloudy day. I ended up missings links with the other people I was meeting who had the directions to the festival.. I drove over 50 miles down country roads in Austin looking for the "Sweet..(something) Farms" where it was being held. I was endlessly driving, listening to Bebo Norman...(he's great) looking for the festival. After searching in tears, I just decide to go home. It was painful, so painful to miss the chance to play and share. As I headed home, I started rekindling my joy. Today, home is where the heart is "Where the trees stand still" .

When I was young and visiting Europe, I carried a book with me. It was called "The Prophet" by: Kahlil Gibran. In it, I kept a journal of
my adventures. I wrote about seeing castles, mountains, the oceans, youth hostels and the French Rivera. I read the last line or two in my journal of over 30 years old that had been hidden for years and this is what it said.
"Today is a "rainy" day. Praise God for this rainy day."
After reading this I thought to myself, I write about the rain in my songs and in my poetry. Rain is good and so is pain.

Writing from "The Prophet" as he speaks about pain.

"And a woman spoke, saying, Tell us of Pain.
And he said: Your pain is the breaking of the shell
that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break,
that it's heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder
at the daily miracles of your life,
your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart,
even as you have always accepted
the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity
through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which
the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician,
and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility:
For his hand, though heavy and hard,
is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your
lips, has been fashioned of the clay
which the Potter has moistened
with His own sacred tears".

Just wanted to share my heart beat with you today.. and pour it out.

It feels good in my soul today and I can report
"All Is Well With My Soul"
Lesson learned...A+ grade. It was graded on a


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