A Witch and Four Monkeys

This illustration was inspired by my childhood memories of dressing up as a witch for Halloween, watching The Wizard of Oz, and reading The Little Witch by Otfried Preussler.

Happy Halloween Everyone!

A Trip From the Sea to the Moon

Nathan Baird has written another song titled Holiday; this was a collaboration between his children ages six, eight, and nine. It’s such a treat to watch them play as a family.

Here are the lyrics:

Want to go with you to the sea

Grab your shovel, pail, a towel, and me

Castles in the sand and seashells on the beach

I want to go with you to the sea, on a holiday

Want to fly with you to the moon

Find a rocket ship and off we zoom

Watch the stars collide above the tranquil sea

Taking giant steps on the moon, on a holiday

In a world so full of wonder

With the shining stars we’re under

Every day is full of everything that we could hope or dream of

Summer sun and autumn showers

Winter frost and vernal flowers

Every good thing drifting down like snowflakes from above

I want to be with you at the end

Hand in hand we’ll smile and close our eyes and then

Because endings only lead to newer things

We’ll step beyond this veil at the start of our holiday

To hear the song, go to: http://www.reverbnation.com/artist/artist_songs/441723.

Hello, Hope Here

A song titled Hope by Nathan Baird has given me so much encouragement throughout the years. Here are the lyrics:

So many times I’ve felt like closing the door

Instead of having to stare at the dreams that slide on by

I’ve grown into my chair so I can’t move

I can’t speak or breathe or think

I can almost see how it’s in my reach

To be wide awake, not half asleep

{I’d like to give up hope

But she won’t let go

She won’t let me go}

It’s the grand Alone that calls when you’re home

And stays for dessert and breakfast the next morning

He stalks you in the crowd and calls out your name

‘Til it’s all you hear and far or near you want to push it away

Is it a fantasy, a fleeting dream

To get off my knees and on my feet

{I’d like to give up hope

But she won’t let go

She won’t let me go}

My truest friend calls everyday to see

If I’m doing well, have I got the bigger picture

I’ve made progress but still far to go

It’s a winding road, though an easy load

So my head I raise and my lips of praise

Both eyes wide fixed in His calm embrace

{I’d like to give up hope

But she won’t let go

She won’t let me go}

Reading Through Time

My two nieces and my nephew are growing up; they no longer ask me to read to them. Instead, they travel through portals of their imagination with chapter books, isolating me from their world. Don’t get me wrong; I am proud that they are such good readers, I am just astonished how independent they are becoming. I miss hearing them say, “Will you read me a story, Auntie Vivian?”, especially from my six-year-old niece.

Toto, I Have a Feeling We’re Not in _________ Anymore

Alien Skin is a song created by Nathan Baird and it is not what you think; there are no outer-space beings invading the world. It was written with the point-of-view of foreign junior high and high school students who were sent by their parents to study English in America. As they navigate the vastly different language and cultural norms of our country, feelings of homesickness, loneliness, frustration, confusion, and abandonment surface (represented by the five crows). They yearn to return to the familiarity of their homeland just as Dorothy wants to go back to Kansas. Alien Skin can be heard by clicking here: http://www.reverbnation.com/artist/artist_songs/441723

The lyrics are:

Everyone I meet

People on the street can tell that I just don’t belong

Every passer-by

I look in the eye makes me feel that something’s wrong with me

If I could break the vault of heaven I would fly away…

{Now I’ve crashed landed here

I fell down through the atmosphere

And now all I can see is the blue sky

My home is so far

I’ve tried to fit in

But I just can’t pretend that I’m okay

I need to climb my way back to the stars

Back to the stars…}

I can never win

This alien skin is choking me before I start

I wrap myself in lies but I can’t disguise

The constellations that burn in my heart

I look up every night and hope to find a letter from home

{Now I’ve crashed landed here

I fell down through the atmosphere

And now all I can see is the blue sky

My home is so far

I’ve tried to fit in

But I just can’t pretend that I’m okay

I need to climb my way back to the stars

Back to the stars…}

A Persistent Train of Thought

My brother-in-law, Nathan Baird, is a talented guy; he writes original songs for his band Homespun Royal to perform at house shows once a month. His lyrics are whimsical and thought-provoking. One of my favorite songs is called Persistent; it is about a girl who read The Little Engine That Could for the first time in her adult life;  she was inspired by the perseverance of the main character. For those who have never read this story, it can be found by clicking here: http://positivethinkersjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-engine-that-could.html. To enjoy Nathan’s song, click here: http://www.reverbnation.com/artist/artist_songs/441723.

The lyrics are:

She said, “I say the things that pop into my head

The first things that jump into my head

The very first things

I read, the other day about a train

A book about a determined train

A persistent train

Now the world is full of mystery

My eyes are opened and I see

Hope dancing in the in-betweens

All around me”

{And now I try to find the words but they don’t come

And it’s not that I can’t say them, it’s that I can’t say enough

I can’t say enough, I can’t say enough, it’s not enough}

She looked

Into my eyes and read me like a book

Into my eyes and skimmed me just like a book

Into my soul

A book

About a little train that thought it could

That faced a mountain and believed it could

A persistent train

{And now I try to find the words but they don’t come

And it’s not that I can’t say them, it’s that I can’t say enough

I can’t say enough, I can’t say enough, it’s not enough}

Now even through the blues and grays

My troubles stay but I have changed

And wonder’s never far away from me

It’s a long way to the end

And the road can be so rough

Some would say the joy is small

When it’s really more than enough

It’s more than enough

It’s enough

 

Branching Out to New Heights

I was recently given the opportunity to try something new and challenging at work. I accepted and with much prayer from friends and family, I had a successful first week. Although there is still room for improvement and I’m dead tired, I’m grateful for the new learning experience because it added to my professional and personal growth.

“You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition.You can’t get there by bus, only by hard work and risk and by not quite knowing what you’re doing. What you’ll discover will be wonderful. What you’ll discover will be yourself.” – Alan Alda