I don't want nothing
Nothing but you.
And I'm waiting,
Looking for a new blue moon.
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.
On this day, O Beautiful Mother!
On this day we give thee our love;
Near thee, Madonna, fondly we hover,
trusting thy gentle care to prove.
Queen of Angels, deign to hear, thy dear
children's humble pray'r;
Young hearts gain, O Virgin pure, sweetly
to thyself allure
Happy May Crowning!.
- mood of the moment: satisfied
- song in my head: the freshman Brian Vander Ark
so as i sit here on this Sunday morn
i am thinking about chaos {which i am in the midst of}
and butterflies {which usually calm and center me}
i had no idea about the butterfly effect
but i suppose this is my lesson for the day...
it is strange how i get an idea and in searching for images on the net, i end up somewhere else totally ~ yet it completes the circle.
somewhere, sometime ago ~ almost 6 years ago ~ some tiny change occurred perhaps the beating of a butterflies wings and it catapulted me into a new frame of mind; at first it was so tiny i hardly noticed, but like a stone gathering moss as it rolls down a hill, this new perspective has altered my life and my consciousness. there is no going back, only forward with an occasion to look back and learn from where i have come...
today i live in a pretty constant state of chaos but every once in a while i receive the gift of floating like a butterfly~the important thing is to enjoy the ride while it lasts.
Taken to the extreme, it could make the scientific case that ones breath could have the same impact as the "Butterfly Effect.", the "BFE" suggests that the flapping of a butterfly's wings can create tiny changes in the atmosphere, which could over time cause a tornado to occur.
The Butterfly Effect is a phrase that encapsulates the more technical notion of sensitive dependence on initial conditions in chaos theory. The idea is that small variations in the initial conditions of a dynamical system produce large variations in the long term behavior of the system
- mood of the moment:
- song in my head: guess
today was such a perfect day,
anticipating the traditions of Derby day
i was happy to prepare the mint juleps
and stand and sing my state song:
HEAR THE SONG 'My Old Kentucky Home" by Stephen Foster
The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home,
'Tis summer, the darkies are gay;
The corn-top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the day. The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy and bright;
By 'n' by Hard Times comes a-knocking at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, goodnight.
Chorus
Weep no more my lady
Oh! weep no more today!
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
For the Old Kentucky Home far away.
The song describes a scene of life on a slave plantation. The abolitionist Frederick Douglass saw the song as sympathetic to slaves. In 1986, the Kentucky General Assembly adopted a version unlikely to cause offense in which the original word "darkies" was changed to "people."
Derby Day was a tradition in my grandparents house, we would all gather the first Saturday in May, toward evening and we would each put in a dollar and then pick a horse's name from the hat ~ our chance to win. We would watch as the horses were led to post and rise to sing the Stephen Foster song. Today as I prepared the drinks, I headed down stairs to find two appropriate glasses, they must be medium size, {someday perhaps i shall have pewter or silver cups to serve these in} I was reminded of the ice crushing machine that my grandparents had for just such an occasion. I resorted to the ice in a dishtowel and a hammer, which worked fine. Watching the parade of horses to the post I could feel the excitement growing, and the race did not disappoint today. Big Brown was a joy to watch run. Only afterwards did I hear of the fate of Eight Belles and what a sad ending to such a splendid day~tragedy.
Today I remember my grandmother, and one of the many ways she created a lasting tradition for me forever...I can always hear her voice singing
i'm feeling "all in today"
You need what you need
You can say what you want
Not much you can do
When the feeling is gone
May be blue skies above,
But it's cool
When your love's on the rocks
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