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A winter sleep meditation for you today, dear listeners!As we slip into the darker, colder, and yet somehow busier part of the year I thought we would dedicate some class time to the richness of rest. This episode is an invitation to get cozy, to set aside your to-do list for a few moments, and rest.You can utilize this guided meditation forNaptime or a mid-day resetGentle guidance into evening sleepSupport for falling back asleep if you wake in the middle of the nightAnd listeners, I have to tell you today's episode has my FAVORITE soundscape of the year. A soothing combination of singing bowls and elemental sounds of the natural world - I highly recommend headphones for the full listening experience. The soundscape and video for this episode are from nature field recordist Nick McMahan.So grab a blanket and a cup of tea, pop-in your headphones, and join me for today's winter-time sleep meditation.Sign up for my newsletter at https://merylarnett.substack.com/ to receive free mini meditations each week, creative musings, and more.Thank you to Nick McMahan for today's video, nature field recordings, video and sound design, and editing; and thank you to Brianna Nielsen for production and editing support. Find them at:https://www.nickcmcmahan.comhttps://www.instagram.com/brianna_podcastpro/Watch on YouTube, Make a donation, or learn more about my free offerings and live classes by visiting merylarnett.cominstagram.com/merylarnettyoutube.com/@ourmindfulnature

"In restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a streetlampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silence"The best way to silence ambient noise is with Music. Please accompany me on a 2 hour musical journey that transcends the typical boundaries of time and space...Joining us are The Patti Smith Group, Pat Metheny, The Move, Lou Reed, The Motels, John McLaughlin, Neil Diamond, Mamas & Papas, Deep Purple, Bob Dylan, The Monkees, Wallflowers, , Beatles, Pretenders, Rolling Stones, Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers, The Band, Pink Floyd, Moody Blues, Kinks, Smithereens, Troggs, Animals, Doors and Simon & Garfunkel.

LIFE by DAX This life gets real hard and sometimes you may feel you're outta place You may think there's time then blink and find it's gone and you can't waste You gotta take a hold, embrace it, close your eyes, and walk by faith And go today, don't wait, yeah, go today, don't wait, don't wait, go today  [Verse 1] Life is crazy, it can switch up in a second School of hard knocks taught me how to deal with my aggression I was never one to cry, my face was blank with no expression Had to keep a strong face, go to war with my depression I was hurting inside, battling with my faith But, God, he never gave me nothing I can't overtakе He put me in position to get strongеr through the pain To appreciate the sun after the rain We gotta remind that it gets better with time And we got one life to live and it's guaranteed that we die So when we open our eyes and take a look in the sky Just be thankful and conquer the day, yeah  [Chorus] This life gets real hard and sometimes you may feel you're outta place You may think there's time then blink and find it's gone and you can't waste You gotta take a hold, embrace it, close your eyes, and walk by faith And go today, don't wait, yeah, go today, don't wait, don't wait, go today [Verse 2] Go today, don't wait for tomorrow It isn't promised, all the time you got's borrowed Don't live your life for other people, don't bottle Your emotions 'til they crack and fill a couple just sorrows Take your mind and refocus, go get a paper Write your goals out, throw your middle fingers to all your haters Add some hard working on top of it, mix in consistent prayers Say you're never gonna quit, sayonara, and see you later 'Cause I gotta remind that we not meant to survive We meant to live in the moment and make the best of our lives So when we open our eyes and take a look in the sky Just be thankful and conquer the day, yeah  [Chorus] This life gets real hard and sometimes you may feel you're outta place You may think there's time then blink and find it's gone and you can't waste You gotta take a hold, embrace it, close your eyes, and walk by faith And go today, don't wait, yeah, go today, don't wait, don't wait, go todayBEAUTIFUL THINGS by Benson BooneFor a while there, it was roughBut lately, I've been doin' betterThan the last four cold DecembersI recallAnd I see my family every monthI found a girl my parents loveShe'll come and stay the nightAnd I think I might have it allAnd I thank God every dayFor the girl He sent my wayBut I know the things He gives meHe can take awayAnd I hold you every nightAnd that's a feeling I wanna get used toBut there's no man as terrifiedAs the man who stands to lose youOh, I hope I don't lose youMmPlease stayI want you, I need you, oh GodDon't takeThese beautiful things that I've gotPlease stayI want you, I need you, oh GodDon't takeThese beautiful things that I've gotOh-oh-oh-ohOohPlease don't takeI found my mind, I'm feelin' saneIt's been a while, but I'm finding my faithIf everything's good and it's greatWhy do I sit and wait 'til it's gone?Oh, I'll tell ya, I know I've got enoughI've got peace and I've got loveBut I'm up at night thinkin'I just might lose it allPlease stayI want you, I need you, oh GodDon't takeThese beautiful things that I've gotOh-oh-oh-ohOohPlease stayI want you, I need you, oh GodI needThese beautiful things that I've got

"Bed in Summer" by Robert Louis Stevenson In winter I get up at nightAnd dress by yellow candle-light.In summer, quite the other way,I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and seeThe birds still hopping on the tree,Or hear the grown-up people's feetStill going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you,When all the sky is clear and blue,And I should like so much to play,To have to go to bed by day? Hi, I'm Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It's a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today's Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I'd love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems. Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠⁠⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠⁠⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too. Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I'll see you next week! ⁠⁠⁠https://www.humilityanddoxology.com/pickledpoemspodcast⁠⁠

"We had no home front, we had no soft soapThey sent us Playboy, they gave us Bob HopeWe dug in deep and shot on sightAnd prayed to Jesus Christ with all of our mightWe had no cameras to shoot the landscapeWe passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapesAnd it was dark, so dark at nightAnd we held on to each other, like brother to brotherWe promised our mothers we'd write...Join me this afternoon, I'll be paying tribute to those that serve and served to protect our freedoms in ou r 4PM hour. Joining us are Earth Opera. Tim Buckley, Richie Havens, Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, Simon & Garfunkel, Beatles, Doors, Procol Harum, Peter Paul & Mary, Grass Roots, The McCoys, Shangri-Las, Johnny Rivers, Mamas & Papas, Rolling Stones, John Mellencamp, Tom Paxton, Orpheus, Spanky & Our Gang, The Monkees, Tommy James, Aaron Lewis, Barry McGuire and Billy Joel.

He chose you.Love chose you to wake up.It chose you to pray ceaselessly.To Hear, ceaselessly. Your silence is prayer.Your mantra is prayer.This Love you feel is prayer.Your tears are prayers.And in every moment they're answered,'Here I Am'.I Love you,Niknikki@curlynikki.comp.s. I'm traveling through the end of the month with my mom, sister, aunt, and grandma! We are birthday cruising through Italy and Greece, sponsored by my favorite skincare brand, MadHippie! New episodes resume on Aug 7! I love you!  #Season3Support the show:▶▶https://www.patreon.com/goodmornings__________________________________________Today's Quotes:   "All night, a man called 'Allah' Until his lips were bleeding.Then the Devil said, 'Hey! Mr Gullible!How comes you've been calling all nightAnd never once heard Allah say, 'Here, I am'?You call out so earnestly and, in reply, what?I'II tell you what. Nothing!'The man suddenly felt empty and abandoned.Depressed, he threw himself on the ground And fell into a deep sleep.In a dream, he met Abraham, who asked,'Why are you regretting praising Allah?'The man said, 'I called and called But Allah never replied, 'Here I am.' Abraham explained, 'Allah has said,'Your calling my name is My reply.Your longing for Me is My message to you.All your attempts to reach MeAre in reality My attempts to reach you.Your fear and love are a noose to catch Me.In the silence surrounding every call of 'Allah' Waits a thousand replies of 'Here I am.'"-Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi (r.a.)"To run, you must first walk.To walk, you must first stand.To stand, you must first crawl.To crawl, you must first be held.Start where you are."- @corymuscara"When you feel your peace slipping away and anxiety rushing in, stand firm and remember that Jesus has given you His peace."-Joyce Meyer "Your tears are prayers, too. "-@speakholyspirit"God will give you a Peace that makes no sense."- @michelles_losing_it"The principal thing is to stand before God with the mind in the heart, and to go on standing before Him unceasingly day and night, until the end of life" -(Bishop Theophan, quoted by Kallistos Ware in The Power of the Name: The Jesus Prayer in Orthodox Spirituality)"When you are tempted, recognize that a crown is being prepared for you."-St. John Chrysostom Support the show

Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareNo one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools" said I, "You do not knowSilence like a cancer growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophetsAre written on the subway wallsAnd tenement hallsAnd whispered in the sounds of silence"-"The Sound of Silence" by Simon and GarfunkelTwitter: @HaFoSaFoYouTube: @happyfootsadfoot Instagram: @happyfootsadfootTikTok: @happyfootsadfootFacebook: @happyfootsadfootpod

He chose you. Love chose you to wake up. It chose you to pray ceaselessly. To Hear, ceaselessly.  Your silence is prayer. Your mantra is prayer. This Love you feel is prayer. Your tears are prayers. And in every moment they're answered,'Here I Am'. I Love you, Niknikki@curlynikki.com 

84, 9-4, SHOW NOTES & COPYRIGHTS, (Scheduled 12/29/2022) Today we are going to talk about the new year and what it can and hopefully will mean for us.We'll start with a poem that comes after the Christmas poems in God Still Rhymes. This poem was probably written in 2017THE YEAR'S LAST THOUGHT (God Still Rhymes, pg. 125)(Not what it oughtNot what he broughtNot what he thought)At that hour it was dark.He was carrying the booksAs he walked through the park.Strangers gave him strange looksAs they crossed his path.Pausing – you do the math:What is two times too many?More than a pennyBut less than time?He asked, “what of me is mine?”Then it was as if the soles of their feetHad trampled his soul as he crossed the street.The task . . .Was it lying or lying ahead?Where was the truthWhere all was false?Could there be an heirWaiting in the air?What is there,What is fair,Does one care,Does one dare,As one staresAt the stairs?Is there dangerWith the stranger?Can the doctorCure the sickBy doctrineOf infectious wordsThat cut and sting,That strangleOne's lifeAnd maybe another's?Yes, in the Almighty Healerthere is Hope.Reflection on The Year's Last ThoughtI'm sure I know why I get in moods like the one I was in when I wrote this poem. Sometimes I distance myself from the people I should be getting closer to. For some reason I had this foolish thought going through my mind for quite a few days. The thought, are all poets tortured souls. I had no I idea. I just knew that I was allowing myself to be that tortured soul. Was it so I could write this poem? I didn't know. But, I do know there was a reason for it. Now as I am writing this explanation I know it was God calling me to come home again. I added the last two lines after realizing God's purpose for this poem.Discussion: As I reread this poem when looking for poems or today's podcast, I realized that is reminds me of today, how in the world we are living in now can do this to us if we do not have Jesus to lift us up and above the everyday – everything the world wants for us.The next poem is from one of the unpublished files.GO GENTLEGo gentle into the nightAnd into the fading light.There is no more fightSurviving on God's might.The shadows will fallAs you hear God's call.There will come a timeWhen you hear His rhyme.Worry not about the morning dewKnowing that God loves you.Go gentle into your living,Embrace what God is giving.7/30/19, tcarterDiscussion:Even though this was written many months into the year, I believe that it is how we should start our new year, by turning over our lives to Jesus. We can turn over a new leaf with a New Year's resolution year after year, or we can turn over everything to Jesus and let Him lead us into joy and satisfaction that is everlasting. Once and always forever.One from God's RhymeHIS BLESSINGS RHYME (God's Rhyme, pg. 88)My hopes, my needs, the cure for my...

According to the RSF (Reporters Without Borders), World Press Freedom Index for 2022 Sweden ranks #3 just behind Norway and Denmark. The list is based on the degree of freedom journalists and news organizations have in each country and the efforts that authorities make to safeguard this freedom. Today I want to explore what freedom of speech and censorship mean in Sweden. Openness and transparency are vital parts of Swedish democracy. There are four fundamental laws that are the controlling this;the Instrument of Government (targets and rules for how the state should be organized and governed)the Freedom of the Press Act (protects freedom of speech in print)the Fundamental Law on Freedom of Expression (the right to express yourself and state your opinion)the Act of Succession (specifies how the royal crown is inherited when the current king or queen dies)A survey was conducted by PEW Research Center in 2019 About how democracy works in their country and we are going to take a look at the following statementsThe rights of people to express their views in public are protectedMost people have a good chance to improve their standard of livingThe court system treats everyone fairlyElected officials care what ordinary people thinkNo matter who wins an election, things do not change very muchMost politicians are corruptMost people live in areas where it is dangerous to walk around at nightAnd we will compare the answers between people in Sweden with people in the US and the world.Support the showThank You for listening to A Swedish Fika. Subscribe to my monthly newsletterMy website, A Swedish FikaFor Support;Buy Me A Coffe shop, A Swedish Fika.PixelPia

In this week's implementation episode, Allie and Emily continue talking about food motivation. It's a topic that is important for all of the animals in our care. In this episode Allie and Emily discuss: How Food motivation is malleableFactors to take into account when changing the environment to make food more desirableThe yellow flag Allie saw with Oso, her quote-unquote “good eater” when he didn't eat one nightAnd, the change that Emily made for her dog, Copper, which changed him from a finicky eater to someone who reliably eatsYou can find the full show notes here.

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Hi WitchesTodays episode is all about love, dating and sex magick. Who am I exactly to talk with knowledge on any of this hee hee - I am very underqualified in this area and have no proven success in this field haha - its more of an exploration into spell work, herbs and different explorations of witchcraft and all these topics and I for one learnt a lot researching this episode and I hope you might too!! Lets learn together lol! I referenced some of the points from The Traveling Witch website which you might find helpful - this is a brilliant website! 8 Ways to Supercharge Your Love Spells When You're Feeling Really Unloved - The Traveling WitchSex Magick spells mentioned on this episode - A List of Powerful Herbs for Sex Magick [DIY] (magickalspot.com)Celtic Marriage VowelsYou cannot possess me for I belong to myselfBut while we both wish it, I give you that which is mine to giveYou cannot command me for I am a free personBut I shall serve you in ways you require and the honey will taste sweeter coming from my handI pledge to you that yours will be the name I cry aloud in the nightAnd the eyes into which I smile in the morningI pledge to you the first bite from my meatAnd the first drink from my cupI pledge to you my living and dying, equally in your careAnd tell no strangers our grievancesThis is my wedding vowel to youThis is a marriage of equalsIf you like my content you might want to sign up to my Patreon, The White Witch Coven. For £6 a month you can access a monthly meditation, folklore tale, Patreon podcast episode, hedge witch studies, online monthly workshop or coven chat, grimoire pages for season two of The White Witch Podcast and access to the Literary Witches Coven (our monthly witchy book club) and witchy community on Discord. Our theme for April is the Green Witch.Sign up here - you can cancel at any time. Patreon bills on the first of each month regardless of what date you sign up -https://www.patreon.com/thewhitewitchcovenFind my newly published book The White Witch's Book of Healing here -The White Witch's Book of Healing: Weaving Magickal Rituals throughout your Craft for Sacred Healing and Reclamation of the Wild Witch Within: Amazon.co.uk: Rose, Carly: 9781914447266: BooksFind me on Instagram -

Welcome to The Green Edit, your go-to destination for green, high-performance beauty. Host, Cathy Tolpigin is an organic makeup artist, founder and curator of The Green Edit, a digital media platform, event series and podcast that shines a light on the best in clean, sustainable, cruelty-free beauty and lifestyle brands and products. In this episode I talk to Janet Hayward, the founder of Ipsum Skin. Janet shares her passion and dedication for sourcing the purest, most potent natural ingredients from around the world to create her high performance, certified organic skincare range.The culmination of over 25 years learning and writing in beauty media about the best in beauty across the UK and Australia, provided Janet the opportunity to meet and interview cosmetic chemists, brand founders and botanists. The experience informed Janet's idea for Ipsum, which she launched in 2019 at the age of 56. Inspiration that it is never too late to launch your own successful brand.Together we unpack her definition of clean, Janet shares her inspiring brand story, and we cover the latest innovations in the green beauty industry — with a few product recommendations thrown in, of course. For complete show notes for this episode and for links to products mentioned head to:www.thegreenedit.com.au/podcast  Connect with Cathy @thegreenedit_au  www.thegreenedit.com.au  Rapid fire questions for each podcast guest:Last product you purchased - Neals Yard Calendula Cream What's been your best beauty discovery this year - Epic Wet BrushYour desert island skincare product - Ipsum Skin Enriching Face OilProfessional treatment you swear by - Lymphatic massage  Best piece of beauty or wellness advice you can share - Deep breathing and a relaxing bath every nightAnd finally, if you love listening, please rate, review and subscribe wherever you get your podcasts. Thanks so much for listening and for being a part of our conscious community, we are thrilled to have you! 

Movie "Grace and Grit" - Commentary by David Hoffmeister - "Trusting In the Present" Online Retreat Movie WorkshopDavid Hoffmeister shows the brand new movie "Grace and Grit" to talk about forgiveness, strong emotions, and how we can get present with the Spirit. David quotes Kenny Loggins's song 'Keep the Fire Bright.' Keep the fire burning tonight.See just what comes into sight.Don't take foreverTake it through the nightAnd believe the sunWill rise with the dawnThat's all you need to go onFor tonightJust keep the fire burning brightto say, "this is how we trust in the present, how we feel gratitude for our lives and relationships, the many opportunities for forgiveness that it presents to us, always in perfect divine timing.Enjoy David's extraordinary deep commentary on this transformative movie 'Grace and Grit' about Ken Wilbers deeply moving story of coming to terms with life as it presents itself tonight.If you are interested to know more about David Hoffmeister and Living Miracles events, here is more information: https://circle.livingmiraclescenter.org/events.Recorded on June 5, 2021, in Chapala, Mexico.

"We had no cameras to shoot the landscapeWe passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapesAnd it was dark, so dark at nightAnd we held on to each other like brother to brotherWe promised our mothers we'd writeAnd we would all go down together" Please join me and pay tribute to those who've served, sacrificed and continue to serve on this weekend of remembrance. I'll be paying tribute with some Vietnam Era tunes and serving up more great tuneage from The Doors, Who, John Mayall's Bluesbreakers, Phil Woods, Phil Ochs, Crosby Stills, Nash & Young, Grateful Dead, Moody Blues, Spirit, Earth Opera, Quincy Jones, Chicago, Trace Adkins, Poco, Tim Buckley, Blood Sweat & Tears, Neil Young & Crazy Horse and Billy Joel...

Song: Into The NightSong by: Benny MardonesPodcast vocals: Gail NoblesKeyboard: Gail NoblesOther music: royalty freePhoto credit: Michi Moore Photography/flickr.comUsage: CC BY 2.0https://flic.kr/p/8EBG8AGood evening! It's Gail Nobles from the CAT BEAR. Tonight I'm thinking of Benny Mardones, and I'm thinking of his song, Into The Night. If I could flyI'd pick you upI'd take you into the nightAnd show you a loveLike you've never seen.Into the night hit the Top 20 on the Billboard Hot 100 Chart twice in 1980 (#11) and again in 1989 (#20). Mardones co-wrote the 1980 soft rock hit with Robert Tepper. Benny Mardones said: "It's about a young girl 16 yrs. old who use to walk my dog every morning before school and her family. And the father abandoned them. She came to get the dog one morning. We were up all night writing, and as she walked out, Robert said, "Oh my goodness." And I said, "She's just 16 yrs old. Leave her alone." And I said, "Play that lick again and I went .. She's just 16 yrs old ......"Announcer: The song is about abandonment of kids. It was not about Benny with a 16 yrs. old girl. Benny Mardones: She was like a kid sister to me. Her and her brother and her sister.Announcer: As we listen to the song, we hear it as romantic. So there is more explanation to it. You're listening to Explanae Moment. Today's topic is "Into the Night" by Benny Mardones. ..

Go out and tell the societyThe talk of the town is on its wayThis is not bad only seriousDo understand, don't turn your back on meDoesn't matter heads or tailsPeople know my sins, I'm overwhelmedIt's the darkest night in a long long timeI¹ve been up all nightAnd walked up and down the stairsNo complaints no echoesI'm trying to be good,Ain't trying to behave well

Write this down, babyI'm not physically fulfilledYou've never held it down all nightAnd you're selfish 'cause you always think your ass is always rightAnd you never see the lesson when it's right in front your eyesAre you writing this shit down?'Cause baby boy I think it's time

A VISIT TO GRANDPA'S  I would like to be for you like a visit to grandpa'sSafe and warm I would tuck you in at nightAnd kiss the top of your head to give you sweet dreams. In the summer I would bring round a watermelonAnd when you were big enough I would let you carry it  And if you dropped it and it broke into a thousand pieces And if your brothers laughed and your mother got angry I would track you down to your hiding place With a brand new watermelon I would wipe away your tears and say This is for you, my beautiful bright eyed loving child  A second chanceIf I could be for you like a visit to grandpa'sYou would always have a second chance

First Love I can labour day and nightAnd give my life as a sacrificeBut without a first love, I've missed it allA pure devotion with my lifeTo count all loss, that I may know ChristO to have a first love, is worth it all Chorus:To seek You, LordTo know Your waysTo have fellowship in the … Continue reading 3. First Love →

In this episode I share two 'poems for a pandemic' I've recently written, and I chat to my friend Marissa who also wrote one after I asked my poet friends to join me in writing these. Below are the words to Marissa's poem: The Hopeful Calm, Marissa Niven~~~Surreal.Definition:Having the qualities of surrealismExample:To live through a time you know history will look back on,Whilst doing nothing noteworthyAnd yet in doing soMaking historyThis situation is surreal to meYou got people too scared to go into the streets,While neighbours ignore fears and say cheers to breaking the rules,You'll find no social distancing hereShopping aisles turned to fight clubs,City streets to forgotten histories,Pharmacies look like crime scenes, taped up cause the visual makes it impossible to ignore the new boundariesMaybe that's why there's a reminder on every screen...News headlines never change,Just the numbers do,And it's easy to forget that each number is a name, and each name is a person, and each person is a story-...a story with an unsatisfying end…And still we have leaders who manage to pretend that things aren't so badAnd I wonderDo they see the same news we do?Do they see their people dropping in the streets?Hear the pleas of their doctors to help them?Or do they only care about who can buy the best publicity and make profit from tragedy?And as is the way with Tragedy,She brought her brother RageAngrily he searches for someone to blame for his sister's griefBut blame is a funny thingFor rage leads to blame, and blame leads to rage, and all too soon tragedy is born again anew,And I fear for the people who those grieving will blameA 2 year old stabbed in a parking lot can attest to thatDrowning in the pains of the world,And the ignoranceAnd the griefIt's easy to believe that hope she has left us…But ask Pandora what remained…When the box is opened,And the evils have been unleashedHope still stays.A quiet but steady light to fight the fright of perpetual nightAnd in this wayWe look past the noise of the world in panicAnd find the hopeful calmWe find it in the music played from balconies in cities,Closed down but never forgotten,In wild eyes of nature as she sends her children to reclaim what we have borrowed,In the sky's, clear for the first time in how many years,In the smiles of children, reminders of innocence still safe from all of thisAnd with our quiet hopeful calm,We wait for this to passFor while this fear may be loudIt is hope who's music lasts.

"Hello darkness, my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again."How would you describe your relationship with silence and solitude?//Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools," said I, "You do not knowSilence, like a cancer, growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells, of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence//The reflection at the beginning of this episode was written and recorded by Ben Grace. Ben recorded the cover but he didn’t write the song, but you probably knew that already. This episode was produced by Rev. Jim Keat. Background tracks include Button Mushrooms by Podington Bear.The Sound of Silence was written by Paul Simon in 1963-64 and recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in March 1964 at Columbia Studios in New York City for inclusion on their debut album, Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.. Ironically, the album was a commercial failure and led to the group disbanding but after the song hit No. 1 on January 1, 1966 the iconic duo reunited and recorded their second album, Sounds of Silence.Visit www.trcnyc.org/BeStillAndGo to listen to more episodes from all five seasons of Be Still and Go.Visit www.trcnyc.org/Donate to support this podcast and other digital resources from The Riverside Church that integrate spirituality and social justice.Ben Grace is an Australian singer/songwriter. You can find his music on Spotify and Soundcloud and Apple Music and all the places you would expect. And you can find out more about Ben on his website at www.BenGraceMusic.com.This season of Be Still and Go is supported in part by Convergence as they help share each episode with their community. (You should do the same!) Convergence a network that supports the reshaping of organizations, congregations and leaders engaged in an age of movement from “organized religion” to “organizing religion” driven by the values of an inclusive, progressive theological vision for a more just world for all. Visit www.convergenceus.org to find out more.

"Hello darkness, my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again."How would you describe your relationship with silence and solitude?//Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools," said I, "You do not knowSilence, like a cancer, growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells, of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence//The reflection at the beginning of this episode was written and recorded by Ben Grace. Ben recorded the cover but he didn’t write the song, but you probably knew that already. This episode was produced by Rev. Jim Keat. Background tracks include Button Mushrooms by Podington Bear.The Sound of Silence was written by Paul Simon in 1963-64 and recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in March 1964 at Columbia Studios in New York City for inclusion on their debut album, Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.. Ironically, the album was a commercial failure and led to the group disbanding but after the song hit No. 1 on January 1, 1966 the iconic duo reunited and recorded their second album, Sounds of Silence.Visit www.trcnyc.org/BeStillAndGo to listen to more episodes from all five seasons of Be Still and Go.Visit www.trcnyc.org/Donate to support this podcast and other digital resources from The Riverside Church that integrate spirituality and social justice.Ben Grace is an Australian singer/songwriter. You can find his music on Spotify and Soundcloud and Apple Music and all the places you would expect. And you can find out more about Ben on his website at www.BenGraceMusic.com.This season of Be Still and Go is supported in part by Convergence as they help share each episode with their community. (You should do the same!) Convergence a network that supports the reshaping of organizations, congregations and leaders engaged in an age of movement from “organized religion” to “organizing religion” driven by the values of an inclusive, progressive theological vision for a more just world for all. Visit www.convergenceus.org to find out more.

"When we actually get that peace and quiet it can be louder than the world we thought we left behind."What does peace and quiet sound like to you?//Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools," said I, "You do not knowSilence, like a cancer, growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells, of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence//This episode was written and recorded by Rev. Vince Anderson. It was produced by Rev. Jim Keat. Background tracks include Button Mushrooms by Podington Bear.The Sound of Silence was written by Paul Simon in 1963-64 and recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in March 1964 at Columbia Studios in New York City for inclusion on their debut album, Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.. Ironically, the album was a commercial failure and led to the group disbanding but after the song hit No. 1 on January 1, 1966 the iconic duo reunited and recorded their second album, Sounds of Silence.Visit www.trcnyc.org/BeStillAndGo to listen to more episodes from all five seasons of Be Still and Go.Visit www.trcnyc.org/Donate to support this podcast and other digital resources from The Riverside Church that integrate spirituality and social justice.Reverend Vince Anderson is a New York City based musician. He has had a regular show at Union Pool for decades and his music is described as "dirty gospel". He has been described as a Brooklyn institution.This season of Be Still and Go is supported in part by Convergence as they help share each episode with their community. (You should do the same!) Convergence a network that supports the reshaping of organizations, congregations and leaders engaged in an age of movement from “organized religion” to “organizing religion” driven by the values of an inclusive, progressive theological vision for a more just world for all. Visit www.convergenceus.org to find out more.

"When we actually get that peace and quiet it can be louder than the world we thought we left behind."What does peace and quiet sound like to you?//Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools," said I, "You do not knowSilence, like a cancer, growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells, of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence//This episode was written and recorded by Rev. Vince Anderson. It was produced by Rev. Jim Keat. Background tracks include Button Mushrooms by Podington Bear.The Sound of Silence was written by Paul Simon in 1963-64 and recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in March 1964 at Columbia Studios in New York City for inclusion on their debut album, Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.. Ironically, the album was a commercial failure and led to the group disbanding but after the song hit No. 1 on January 1, 1966 the iconic duo reunited and recorded their second album, Sounds of Silence.Visit www.trcnyc.org/BeStillAndGo to listen to more episodes from all five seasons of Be Still and Go.Visit www.trcnyc.org/Donate to support this podcast and other digital resources from The Riverside Church that integrate spirituality and social justice.Reverend Vince Anderson is a New York City based musician. He has had a regular show at Union Pool for decades and his music is described as "dirty gospel". He has been described as a Brooklyn institution.This season of Be Still and Go is supported in part by Convergence as they help share each episode with their community. (You should do the same!) Convergence a network that supports the reshaping of organizations, congregations and leaders engaged in an age of movement from “organized religion” to “organizing religion” driven by the values of an inclusive, progressive theological vision for a more just world for all. Visit www.convergenceus.org to find out more.

"And no one dared disturb the sound of silence.” -Paul SimonWhen was a time that you experienced the sound of silence?//Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools," said I, "You do not knowSilence, like a cancer, growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells, of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence//This episode was performed by Sidney Outlaw and accompanied by Dr. Hsin- I Huang. It was produced by Rev. Jim Keat. Background tracks include Button Mushrooms by Podington Bear.The Sound of Silence was written by Paul Simon in 1963-64 and recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in March 1964 at Columbia Studios in New York City for inclusion on their debut album, Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.Visit www.trcnyc.org/BeStillAndGo to listen to more episodes from all five seasons of Be Still and Go.Visit www.trcnyc.org/Donate to support this podcast and other digital resources from The Riverside Church that integrate spirituality and social justice.Sidney Outlaw is an opera powerhouse and a member of The Riverside Church choir. Visit www.SidneyOutlaw.com to find out more.This season of Be Still and Go is supported in part by Convergence as they help share each episode with their community. (You should do the same!) Convergence a network that supports the reshaping of organizations, congregations and leaders engaged in an age of movement from “organized religion” to “organizing religion” driven by the values of an inclusive, progressive theological vision for a more just world for all. Visit www.convergenceus.org to find out more.

"And no one dared disturb the sound of silence.” -Paul SimonWhen was a time that you experienced the sound of silence?//Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools," said I, "You do not knowSilence, like a cancer, growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells, of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence//This episode was performed by Sidney Outlaw and accompanied by Dr. Hsin- I Huang. It was produced by Rev. Jim Keat. Background tracks include Button Mushrooms by Podington Bear.The Sound of Silence was written by Paul Simon in 1963-64 and recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in March 1964 at Columbia Studios in New York City for inclusion on their debut album, Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.Visit www.trcnyc.org/BeStillAndGo to listen to more episodes from all five seasons of Be Still and Go.Visit www.trcnyc.org/Donate to support this podcast and other digital resources from The Riverside Church that integrate spirituality and social justice.Sidney Outlaw is an opera powerhouse and a member of The Riverside Church choir. Visit www.SidneyOutlaw.com to find out more.This season of Be Still and Go is supported in part by Convergence as they help share each episode with their community. (You should do the same!) Convergence a network that supports the reshaping of organizations, congregations and leaders engaged in an age of movement from “organized religion” to “organizing religion” driven by the values of an inclusive, progressive theological vision for a more just world for all. Visit www.convergenceus.org to find out more.

"When I let go of my certainty, I thought I would also let go of peace and yet surprisingly, that’s where I found it."What would it look like for you to let go of your certainty?//Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools," said I, "You do not knowSilence, like a cancer, growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells, of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence//This episode was written and recorded by Melissa Greene. It was produced by Rev. Jim Keat. Background tracks include Button Mushrooms, B7 Bomber, and Cold Feet by Podington Bear.The Sound of Silence was written by Paul Simon in 1963-64 and recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in March 1964 at Columbia Studios in New York City for inclusion on their debut album, Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.. Ironically, the album was a commercial failure and led to the group disbanding but after the song hit No. 1 on January 1, 1966 the iconic duo reunited and recorded their second album, Sounds of Silence.Visit www.trcnyc.org/BeStillAndGo to listen to more episodes from all five seasons of Be Still and Go.Visit www.trcnyc.org/Donate to support this podcast and other digital resources from The Riverside Church that integrate spirituality and social justice.Melissa Greene is a speaker, singer, curator, pastor, and writer. Visit www.MelissaGreene.net to find out more or follow her on twitter at www.twitter.com/MelissaGreene/.This season of Be Still and Go is supported in part by Convergence as they help share each episode with their community. (You should do the same!) Convergence a network that supports the reshaping of organizations, congregations and leaders engaged in an age of movement from “organized religion” to “organizing religion” driven by the values of an inclusive, progressive theological vision for a more just world for all. Visit www.convergenceus.org to find out more.

"When I let go of my certainty, I thought I would also let go of peace and yet surprisingly, that’s where I found it."What would it look like for you to let go of your certainty?//Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed By the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools," said I, "You do not knowSilence, like a cancer, growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells, of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence//This episode was written and recorded by Melissa Greene. It was produced by Rev. Jim Keat. Background tracks include Button Mushrooms, B7 Bomber, and Cold Feet by Podington Bear.The Sound of Silence was written by Paul Simon in 1963-64 and recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in March 1964 at Columbia Studios in New York City for inclusion on their debut album, Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.. Ironically, the album was a commercial failure and led to the group disbanding but after the song hit No. 1 on January 1, 1966 the iconic duo reunited and recorded their second album, Sounds of Silence.Visit www.trcnyc.org/BeStillAndGo to listen to more episodes from all five seasons of Be Still and Go.Visit www.trcnyc.org/Donate to support this podcast and other digital resources from The Riverside Church that integrate spirituality and social justice.Melissa Greene is a speaker, singer, curator, pastor, and writer. Visit www.MelissaGreene.net to find out more or follow her on twitter at www.twitter.com/MelissaGreene/.This season of Be Still and Go is supported in part by Convergence as they help share each episode with their community. (You should do the same!) Convergence a network that supports the reshaping of organizations, congregations and leaders engaged in an age of movement from “organized religion” to “organizing religion” driven by the values of an inclusive, progressive theological vision for a more just world for all. Visit www.convergenceus.org to find out more.

Isaiah 9:2-79:2 The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who lived in a land of deep darkness on them light has shined.9:3 You have multiplied the nation, you have increased its joy; they rejoice before you as with joy at the harvest, as people exult when dividing plunder.9:4 For the yoke of their burden, and the bar across their shoulders, the rod of their oppressor, you have broken as on the day of Midian.9:5 For all the boots of the tramping warriors and all the garments rolled in blood shall be burned as fuel for the fire.9:6 For a child has been born for us, a son given to us; authority rests upon his shoulders; and he is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.9:7 His authority shall grow continually, and there shall be endless peace for the throne of David and his kingdom. He will establish and uphold it with justice and with righteousness from this time onward and forevermore. The zeal of the LORD of hosts will do this.Sing: O Come O Come EmmanuelO come, o come EmmanuelAnd ransom captive IsraelThat mourns in lowly exile hereUntil the Son of God appearRejoice Rejoice Emmanuel Shall come to thee Oh IsraelOh come thou day-spring come and cheerOur spirits by thine advent hereDisperse the gloomy clouds of nightAnd death's dark shadows put to flightRejoice rejoiceEmmanuel shall come to thee oh Israel2nd Corinthians 4:5-6 NEBIt is not ourselves we proclaim; we proclaim Christ Jesus as Lord, and ourselves as your servants, for Jesus' sake. For the same God who said "Out of darkness let light shine," has caused his light to shine within us, to give the light of revelation-the revelation of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. Sing: Joy Joy JoyYou've made a homeOf a bag of bonesThat we might touch and holdAnd see and knowYour frail frame containsAll heaven's dreamsAnd here lies God's campaignTo heal the worldJoy Joy JoyJoy Joy JoyJoy Joy Joy to the worldthe Lord has come to usthe Lord has come to usthe Lord has come to uslike this, like thisNot by might or glamourOr clothed in Caesar's armorBut with all heaven's desireIn your soulYou came so humblyRevealed through peasantryWho proclaim faithfullyTheir King has comeJoy Joy JoyJoy Joy JoyJoy Joy Joy to the worldthe Lord has come to usthe Lord has come to usthe Lord has come to uslike this, like thisAlmighty and everliving GodWe thank you for feeding us with the spiritual foodOf the most precious Body and Blood Of you Son our Saviour Jesus Christ;And for assuring us in the holy mysteriesThat we are living member of the Body of You Son,And heirs of your eternal kingdom.And now, Father, send us outTo do the work you have given us to do,To love and serve youAs faithful witnesses of Christ our Lord.To Him, To You, and To The Holy Spirit,Be honour and glory, now and forever. Amen.

O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheerOur spirits by Thine advent hereDisperse the gloomy clouds of nightAnd death's dark shadows put to flight. The carol O Come O Come features names of Jesus from prophecies hundreds of years before his birth. This week, Delle looks at the verse and name - Dayspring.

Visit us on the web: https://bethanyworshipcenter.comor visit us on Facebook https://facebook.com/bethanyworshipcentercelinatxCome be apart of our worship to the Lord.Bethany Worship Center12160 County Road 132Celina TX 75009https://www.google.com/maps?cid=5957414757984876125Angels we have heard on highSweetly singing o'er the plainsAnd the mountains in replyEchoing their joyous strainsAngels we have heard on highSweetly, sweetly through the nightAnd the mountains in replyEchoing their brief delightGloria, in excelsis DeoGloria, in excelsis DeoShepherds, why this jubilee?Why your joyous strains prolong?What the gladsome tidings beWhich inspire your heavenly song?Gloria, in excelsis DeoGloria, in excelsis DeoCome to Bethlehem and seeHim whose birth the angels sing,Come, adore on bended knee,Christ the Lord, the newborn King.…

Present simple:Czynności powtarzające się e.g. I drink coffee every day.He often goes to museums.Czynności ogólnie trwająceI live in Warsaw.He lives in Gdańsk.Przyszłość "dla rzeczy" np rozkłady jazdy e.g. My trains leaves tomorrow at 5.The meeting starts in half an hour.Budowa czasu - zdania twierdzące, pytania i przeczeniaI write many emails.Do you write many emails?I do not (don't) write many emails.He drinks much coffee.Does he drink much coffee?He does not (doesn't) drink much coffee.Odmiana czasowników:Wszystkie inne czasowniki np. LikeI like, you like, he likes, she likes, it likes, we like, you like, they likeWyjątki:To beI am, you are, he is, she is, it is, we are, you are, they areCanI can, you can, he can, she can, it can, we can, you can, they canHaveI have, you have, he has, she has, it has, we have, you have, they have We are at home. - Are we at home? We aren't at home.He can swim. - Can he swim? He can't swim.Song: Elvis Presley "In the ghetto":As the snow fliesOn a cold and gray Chicago mornin'A poor little baby child is bornIn the ghetto (in the ghetto)And his mama cries'Cause if there's one thing that she don't needIt's another hungry mouth to feedIn the ghetto (in the ghetto)People, don't you understandThe child needs a helping handOr he'll grow to be an angry young man some day?Take a look at you and meAre we too blind to seeDo we simply turn our heads, and look the other way?Well, the world turnsAnd a hungry little boy with a runny nosePlays in the street as the cold wind blowsIn the ghetto (in the ghetto)And his hunger burnsSo he starts to roam the streets at nightAnd he learns how to steal, and he learns how to fightIn the ghetto (in the ghetto)Then one...-----------------------------Present continuous:Czynności które dzieją się w momencie mówienia. e.g We are sitting now.He is writing a letter.Czynności tymczasowe. e.g. This week we are working longer because there is so much work.Plan na przyszłość "dla ludzi"e.g. Next week we are visiting our parents.My boss is meeting me in the afternoon.Budowa:We are talking. - Are we talking? We aren't talking.He is smiling. - Is he smiling? He isn't smiling.Czasowniki opisujące stan nie występują w present continuous:I like this song.I understand what you are saying.He believes you.Wyjątki:Czasowniki opisujące zmysły (see, hear, smell, taste) w znaczeniu czynności odbywającej się w momencie mówienia przyjmują konstrukcję:I can see you now.Czasowniki te w znaczeniu planu na przyszłość, zachowują się według normalnego schematu:I am seeing my boss tomorrow.Song: Fool's Garden "Lemon Tree":I'm sittin' here in the boring roomIt's just another rainy Sunday afternoonI'm wasting my timeI got nothin' to doI'm hangin' aroundI'm waitin' for youBut nothing ever happens and I wonderI'm drivin' around in my carI'm drivin' too fastI'm drivin' too farI'd like to change my point of viewI feel so lonelyI'm waitin' for youBut nothing ever happens and I wonderI wonder howI wonder whyYesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue skyAnd all that I can see is just a yellow lemon treeI'm turnin' my head up and downI'm turnin', turnin', turnin', turnin', turnin' aroundAnd all that I can see is just another lemon treeSing!Dap-dadada-dadpm-didap-daDadada-dadpm-didap-daDap-didili-daI'm sittin' hereI miss the powerI'd like to go out takin' a showerBut...Przetłumacz:Często chodzę do kina. - I often go to the cinema.On czasami wstaje o 5 rano. - He sometimes gets up at 5 am.Jutro idziemy do kina. - Tomorrow we are going to the...

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Back with lots of new gigs with Brobdingnagian Bards. Plus I ponder how to start my own Renaissance Festival. Songs: "Whiskey, You're the Devil" by Bruno's Boys from Last Call "Monkeys Over Mongolia" by Marc Gunn from unavailable "Tam Lin" by Nick Hennessey from Of Fire, Wind and Silver Stream Notes: Brobdingnagian Bards - Irish, Folk & Celtic Music in Texas MiddleFaire, Hillsboro, Texas Bedlam Bards Irish Drinking Songs for Cat Lovers How to Successfully Start Up and Promote a Renaissance Festival EzineDirector.com - Manage Your Mailing Lists Queen Anne's Lace and "Infidelity" The Village Idiot's Guide to Renaissance Festivals The Next Renaissance Festival CD The Holy Grail of Irish Drinking Songs The Limeybirds Bards Crier Music Marketing Ezine Irish & Celtic Music Podcast: Celtic Men & Celtic Women Intro music by The Tea Merchants Whiskey, You're the Devilwords and music traditional Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astrayOver hills and mountains and to AmericaeYou're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're spunkier than taeO whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober Oh, now, brave boys, we're off to marchAnd off to Portugal and SpainThe drums are beating, the banners flying,The devil ahome will ye come tonightLove, fare thee well,With me tiddley idle doobie da be daMe tiddley idle doobie da be da,Me right full toor a laddieOh! There's whiskey in the jar. The French are fighting proudly,Men dying hot and couldlyGives ev'ry man his flask of powder,Love, fare thee well,With me tiddley idle doobie da be daMe tiddley idle doobie da be da,Me right full toor a laddieOh! There's whiskey in the jar. Said the mother: "Do not wrong me,Don't take me daughter from meFor if you do I will torment you,And after death me ghost will haunt youLove, fare thee well,With me tiddley idle doobie da be daMe tiddley idle doobie da be da,Me right full toor a laddieOh! There's whiskey in the jar. Monkeys Over Mongoliawords and music Marc Gunn There's an airplane over MongoliaMongolia, MongoliaThere's an airplane over MongoliaAnd I don't know why it's gone. Some monkeys hijacked that airplaneOh that airplane, yes that airplaneSome monkeys hijacked that airplaneAnd they're flying it straight from Spain Through the wind and the snow and violent rainThe violent rain, the greenish rainThrough the wind and the snow and violent rainThat blew from an elephant's brain. As the airplane crashes down outsideYes, down outside, oh down outsideAs the airplanes crashes down outsideThey whistle su-i-cide... is dangerous Mongolia, MongoliaThere's an airplane over MongoliaAnd I don't know why it's gone. Tam Linwords and music traditional Oh, I forbid you maidens allThat wear gold in your hairTo come or go by CarterhaughFor young Tam Lin is there, is there,For young Tam Lin is there. For there's none that go by CarterhaughBut they leave him a pledgeThey either leave their mantles greenOr else their maidenhead, it's said,Or else their maidenhead. Fair Janet's tied her kirtle greenA bit above her kneeAnd she has gone to CarterhaughAs fast as go can she, can she,As fast as go can she. And she hadn't pulled a single rose,A rose but only oneWell up then came a tall young manSays "Lady, pull no more, no more,Oh, Lady, pull no more." "How dare you pull a rose," he says,"How dare you break the treeAnd how dare you come to CarterhaughWithout command from me, from me,Without command from me." "Carterhaugh, it is my own.My father gave it to me.And I'll come and go", young Janet says,"And ask no leave of thee, of thee,Oh, I'll ask no leave of thee." Well he's taken her by the waist so smallDown to where the grass grows so greenAnd what they did, I just can't sayBut he never once asked her leave, her leave,Oh, He never once asked her leave. Fair Janet's tied her kirtle greenA bit above her kneeAnd she has to her father goneAs fast as go can she, can she,Oh, as fast as go can she. Four and twenty ladies fairWere playing all at chanceWell in there came young Janet fairAs green as any glass, any glassOh, as green as any glass, And up then spoke an old faced knightWatching o'er the game,"Alas my young poor girl for theeWe will take the blame, take the blame,Oh, we will take the blame." "Oh, hold your tongue, you old faced knightSome ill death may you die.I'll father my child on whom I willI'll father none on thee, be sure,I'll father none on thee." And up then spoke her father dear,And he spoke meek and mild,"Alas my young poor daughter dear,I think you go with child, with child,Oh, I think you go with child." "If that be so," Janet says,"Myself shall bear the blameFor there's never a knight in all your courtWill get the baby's name, name,Oh, will get the baby's name." "For if my love were an earthly knightAs he is an elven greyI'd never change my own true loveFor any knight you have, you have,Oh, for any knight you have." Well up then spoke her mother dear,She meant to do her harm,"There grows an herb in CarterhaughWill twine you and the bairn, the bairnOh will twine you and the bairn." Fair Janet tied her kirtle greenA bit above her kneeAnd she has gone to CarterhaughAs fast as go can she, can she,As fast as go can she. She hadn't pulled a single leaf,A leaf but only oneWell, up then came a young Tam LinSays, "Lady pull no more, pull no more,Oh lady pull no more." "How dare you pull a leaf," he says"How dare you break the tree.And how dare you harm the babe," says he,"That lies twixt you and me, and me,That lies twixt you and me." "Oh, tell me the truth, Tam Lin," she says,"If a mortal man you be.""I'll tell you the truth, fair Janet," says he,"I was christened as good as thee, as thee,I was christened as good as thee." "But as I rode out one better winter's dayWhen from my horse I fellThe Queen of Elfland she took meIn yon green hill to dwell, to dwell,In yon green hill to dwell." "And at the end of seven yearsShe pays a tithe to hellAnd I so fair and full of fleshAnd fear it be myself, myself,Oh, I fear it be myself." "But tonight is Hallowe'enAnd the morn is hallow dayAnd win me, win me and ye willFor well I wish you may, you mayOh, well I wish you may." "For at the murk and midnight hourThe fairie folk will rideAnd they that would their true love winAt Miles Cross they must hide, must hide,Oh, at Miles Cross they must hide." "Three companies will pass by the first on horses blackAnd then will pass the brownAnd when you see the milk white steadYou must pull the rider down, down,Oh, you must pull the rider down." "But then they'll change me, oh, in your armsInto many a things so wildBut hold me fast and fear me not.I'm the father of your child, you know,I'm the father of your child." Janet's tied her kirtle greenA bit above her kneeAnd she has to the crossroads goneAs fast as go can she, can she,Oh, as fast as go can she. The cold and gloom was the wayAnd eerie was the nightAnd a crescent moon hung in the skyAnd shown a ghostly white, so bright,Oh, it shown a ghostly white. Just at the murk and midnight hourShe heard the bridles ringAnd that poor girl was afeared at thatAs any mortal thing, any thing,Oh as any mortal thing. Oh three companies did ride by the first on horses blackAnd then there came the brownAnd when she saw the milk white steadShe pulled the rider down, down,Oh, she pulled the rider down. And thunder rolled and roared aboutAnd the stars burned bright as dayAnd the Queen of Elfland she spun roundCrying, "Young Tam Lin's away, awayOh, young Tam Lin's away." And in a flash they changed, oh, in her armsInto a lizard wildBut she held him fast and feared him notHe was the father of her child, child,Oh, he was the father of her child. And in a flash, they changed him, oh, in her armsInto a writhing snakeBut she held him fast and feared him notHe was one of God's own make, she knew,Oh, he was one of God's own make. And in a flash, they changed him, oh, in her armsTo a red hot block of ironBut she held him fast and feared him notAnd it did to her no harm, no harm,And it did to her no harm. And they they changed him, oh, in her armsInto a naked knightAnd she wrapped him in her cloak so boldAnd kept him out of site, site,Oh, she kept him out of site. But up then spoke the Fairy Queen,And fire burned in her eye,"You've stolen away the bonniest knightIn all my company, young girl,Oh, in all my company." "And what I know this knight Tam LinHad I but known beforeI'd have taken out your heart of fleshAnd put in one of stone, of stone,I'd have put in one of stone."