I find this a great gift for such an astounding musical creator,performer having such a personal site. Simply said I love you're music!
Nearing 50 years of hearing,listening. The parent's 50's,a kid in the 60's, child,teen,woman in the 70's,80's Folk and Blues ,soft rock'90's.
I noticed a shift in the 90's to the resurgence of Irish Celtic beliefs and I loved I'd found. It was odd the way life turned 1996 my 1st PC a year the I with my Adult Alt,Celtic,World music
1997 knocked me down a sever back injury and botched surgery. Life is such a journey and sometimes it feels like years stuck alone in quicksand.
The above using years of slow free day time. I developed a an intent interest in Genealogy finding all of my roots led, back in sort of this order,Irish the potato famine the came to Canada and as the Irish do stuck together,Old Scottish,New German and old English. This turned into studies of the Irish History ultimately the Germanic Tribes... it keeps going...
I wrote a lot and when able drew. Testing graphic art. the picture on m profile the 1st.
It was the end of "98 early "99 when Loreena McKennitt found me.I know you have heard this but from my heart you have filled my soul,soothed my heart like no other musical artist.I suppose we are allowed one beloved artist.I'm not usually gushy but this is truth as if I were talking to a friend.
The years went by. I was member of Quinlan road in the beginning. Buying each cd now again albums? 30 or so years since an album. yet to see a new one, I have boxes of old ones.
2000-2003 regaining my health I began having severe hip pain. The diagnosis was devastating. The loss of blood after the back had been long enough to trigger the death of both hips and bed.More surgeries to save them. The kids flew of to collage, the husband25 yrs other women.
You're music carried me me through months in bed and pain. I'd put my play list on and like a bay rocked drift to pleasant sleep. Blocking nightmares.
I've traveled a bit once to Mexico on a buss with Spanish class at 14. and around to surrounding sates many times.In 1995 both hips holding from a procedure to stop the necrotic process.What I cal my souls journey renting a car and driving south two lane blacktops remote National parks. If the place was was calm and beautiful I stopped walked and thought. & states and 8 weeks later. Home with a book of poetry and a clear decision to divorce. I lost both hips to suddenly and lie in bed another year. The Ancients Muses.
Dante's Prayer. Now I know another who has read Dante. Reading Dante was well you know. Hearing you're words before and them emotion in them.I cried for grief held in for it's delicate, soft, sad, raw truth of our mortality stemming from human suffering.
Life is slow now so much I can't do all but today. The kids come and go.It's been a rough go learning to take each day for what it is. Hope is a huge word for me now. I have some more music to buy. Thank you and you're blessed gift you have and are sharing with humanity. Thank you Leslie
Posts: 2 | Location: Guthrie.Oklahoma | Registered: October 08, 2010
