I like dreamin’ cause dreamin’ can make you mine I like dreamin’, closing my eyes and feeling fine When the lights go down, I’m holding you so tight Got you in my arms and it’s paradise ’til the morning light
I see us on the shore beneath the bright sunshine We’ve walked along St. Thomas beach a million times Hand in hand, two barefoot lovers kissing in the sand Side by side, the tide rolls in I’m touching you, you’re touching me If only it could be
I like dreamin’ cause dreamin’ can make you mine I like dreamin’, closing my eyes and feeling fine When the lights go down, I’m holding you so tight Got you in my arms and it’s paradise ’til the morning light
Through each dream, how our love has grown I see us with our children and our happy home Little smiles, so warm and tender looking up at us Blessed by love, the one we shared Till I wake, and reach for you And you’re just not there
I like dreamin’ ’cause dreaming can make you mine I like holding you close and touching your skin Even if it’s in my mind Oh, sweet dream baby, I love you Oh, my sweet dream baby, you’re in my dreams every night Oh sweet dreams, I like feelin you Oh sweet dreams baby, Don’t keep me waiting all my life
Children should all have pets, so they can get used to managing themselves through the pain of losing the love of the connection. It’s gentler than losing an “intimate” union and love. If we cling too tightly, we can become a monster, we can heart and soul shatter and wish to destroy the entire world for the pain of it. Practicing this release makes the loss, or change within union, bearable, while remaining open to loving again. I really don’t like it when my doggo leaves me, but another comes, and teaches me to love again.
In the middle of the city’s hustle and bustle, where people walk past each other without noticing, a man stands out not for what he says, but for what he represents. He has no home, no wealth, and no certainty about what tomorrow will bring, but he possesses something far more valuable than all that: the unconditional love of his dogs. He lives on the streets, facing the unforgiving cold in winter and the scorching heat in summer. Despite the hardships, he never complains. He asks for nothing for himself, only for them. These dogs are his family, his reason to keep going.
Every morning, before the city awakens, he rises and gently strokes the backs of his companions who sleep by his side, trying to share the little warmth he has. He carefully adjusts the makeshift blankets he’s created from scraps of fabric, making sure they are comfortable and protected. While he endures hunger and loneliness, his only concern is ensuring his friends don’t feel the same abandonment. He shares with them every crumb he receives, sacrificing his own food so they won’t go hungry.
Some passersby look at him with curiosity, others with disdain. “If he can’t take care of himself, how can he take care of these dogs?” they wonder. But they don’t see what he does when no one is watching: how he checks their paws to make sure they’re not hurt, how he covers them with his body when it rains, how he speaks gently to them when they’re scared. To him, these dogs are not a burden, but his reason for being. Each wag of their tails is a silent thank you, each loving gaze a promise they’ll never abandon him.
So, night after night, he keeps going, no matter the cold or the obstacles. Because to him, these dogs are not just animals, they are proof that true love cannot be bought, but is given unconditionally, with the soul, expecting nothing in return.
Now’s the time for all good men To get together with one another We got to iron out our problems And iron out our quarrels And try to live as brothers
And try to find peace within Without stepping on one another And do respect the women of the world Remember, you all had mothers
We got to make this land a better land Than the world in which we live And we got to help each man be a better man With the kindness that we give
I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna, yes, we can, can
I know we can make it work I know that we can make it if we try Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can Yes, we can great-gosh almighty Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can
And we gotta take care of all the children The little children of the world ‘Cause they’re our strongest hope for the future The little bitty boys and girls
We got to make this land a better land Than the world in which we live And we gotta help each man be a better man With the kindness that we give
I know we can make it I know, darn well we can work it out Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna, yes, we can, can
I know we can make it work I know that we can make it if we try Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can Yes, we can great-gosh almighty Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can
I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna, yes, we can, can
I know we can make it work I know we can make it if we try Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can Yes, we can great-gosh almighty Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can
Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna, yes, we can, can Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna, yes, we can, can
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I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out Yes, we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna get together, we can work it out
I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out Yes, we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna get together, we can work it out
I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out Yes, we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna get together, we can work it out
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I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out Yes, we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we wanna get together, we can work it out
I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out
I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out I know we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we want it, yes, we can, can
I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out I know we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we want it, yes, we can, can
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I know we can make it I know darn well we can work it out Yes, we can, can Yes, we can, can, why can’t we? If we want it, yes, we can, can
I know we can make it I know darn well, we can work it out
If they love you, they love every memory of you, Each wrinkle, a chapter to feel. If they love you they love you in present and past, They will kiss all the hurt till it heals.
If they love you, each scar becomes who you are; A page in your story of life. For love doesn’t see; it feels deep within; Love doesn’t cut like a knife.
Love doesn’t see imperfections, It only feels where love can grow. Love doesn’t go for the taking; Love is the give and the show.
Each weight we hold onto in whispers Can lift like a feather in flight, If we trust in all our imperfect And balance each dark with the light.
Be love, no secret disguises; Embrace every reason you lack; For love can never find you If you’re hiding behind your own back.
Love doesn’t see you as flawless; It sees you imperfectly planned. Love will love you completely When you reach out and hold your own hand.
So love you, love every memory of you, Each wrinkle, each chapter; just feel. Love all you are in present and past, For your love is your love to heal.
Fear doesn’t rule here. “Be Bold”, spirit says. Show your Love for the Highest and Brightest God who gave you Life despite challenges meant to end it. LIVE LOVE LAUGH … Anyway …
When God has kept you alive, despite the odds, one really has no choice but to move forward courageously, despite the risk … Blind faith looks like insanity when you keep going regardless of threat. How can one stop, shrink, play small, when God has shown how great He is?
When I think of “being a light” in the world, I envision my front porch light. I see the moths, the flies, and whatever else coming to the light, bouncing off the bulb, burning themselves, probably secretly cussing the heat of the light for burning it every time it bounces upon it. I think of the spiders casting their webs there, catching some of these tasty morsels. The webs and the dead bodies pile up and every so often, I have to sweep the environment of this carnage.
I think of my body, the bright light people claim to see and be drawn to. I think of the bitterness some spew, the deadly, energetic intention sent my way. Those who wish to devour me, hating me because they keep hurting themselves bumping into me, yet they can’t seem to help it, or stop. They demand I dim my light, or that I stop shining altogether.
Occasionally, I have to sweep my environment … on the regular, actually.
It is said, the higher you rise, the greater and scarier the boogeyman gets. It is true. Life is a spiral, ever rising higher and circling wider as the flow goes. There are those who wish for the rise to be a fall, where the circles made are small, limited.
These ones are very skilled and quite determined to retain their authority. They are no newby when it comes to silencing a challenger, or anyone who dare be a bird, rather than a worm.
Expansion is scary. The soul-eater is frightful … it is so much worse than anyone can imagine. Yet how can I shrink, when He who has gifted me life, to be here now, is offering opportunity I cannot fathom the greatness of, yet know exists?
Reminder to the Energies Standing Tall now, in me, and elsewhere :: Drink your water. Sing the song. Dance the dance. Cry the tears. Tell the Most High, as you know it to be, your fears. Let Him carry the burden and provide a solution. It is seen and known. The answers, aren’t always …
Alignment. The shattering of the heart. The expansion necessary, gained, when put back together. Like the Japanese cups that break, repaired with gold, You become more beautiful every time you drop, And gain substance in the structure, as gold mends the connections.
Courage does not come easy. It must be fortified in the mind, Layered in the heart, filling the Soul. That loving cup isn’t going to fill itself, And those intent on your suffering won’t let another fill it for you, For too long anyhow, before dropping you again.