31.3.06

if this were my life...

It totally could be.

We both play taylor guitars.

seriously.

maybe that's all it takes.





right?



*sighs*

rocket summer.



watch for the parts (near 2nd chorus) where he TOTALLY ISN'T ACTUALLY PLAYING THE PIANO.

and also, the brief wedding ring shot -- totally the video guy (phew).

WORST ANALOGY EVER.

(heard on the miracle channel).

"...it's like the sperm and the egg. Our spirit is an unfertilized egg, and the sperm of God, the Holy Spirit, comes in and impregnantes us..."

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!



sperm of God!?



AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

29.3.06

welcome to our world.

kasey glenn.
born march 29, 5.10am.

i will always remember that i was holding you as you celebrated your first 12 hours in this world.

oh, be still my heart.

why!?


THIS MAN WAS A GENIUS.

IT MAKES NO SENSE TO REQUIRE ME TO ANALYZE HIS MUSIC.

why!?

BECAUSE I AM NOT A GENIUS!!!!

28.3.06

me.

this is ...

c'est linna.



by dee.

27.3.06

join forces! revolt!

THIS IS A REVOLUTION!!

e-mailers of the WORLD join forces!

STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS!!

STAND UP FOR YOUR INBOX!!

STAND UP FOR FREEDOM!

.co.uk is way cooler.

choir geeks get noticed.

turn around (left side part 2).


should i fall this hard again
your name, still so unfamiliar to me.
is it safe this time, will you catch me?
how far 'til i know?

frozen time stands here before me
and i swear i've been here before.
how will your hand fit in mine,
what is the distance.

in a photograph your eyes enchant me
i can't find words to paint what i see.
don't look at me so closely,
you know i'm lost with you here beside me.

frozen time stands here before me
and i know i've been here before.
how will your words mix with mine
will they fall to the ground?

frozen time lies all around me
i know i've seen you before.
how will you leave me this time?
what is the ending...

26.3.06

imr is everywhere.

in my form and analysis textbook :

"Omission of an Initiating Function

A subordinate theme can acquire formal loosening by giving the impression of starting in medias res. In other words, the theme begins with a continuation or cadential function instead of a standard initiating function (such as a basic idea or presentation)."

yep.

25.3.06

from universalis.com

Come, today, and listen to his voice: do not harden your hearts.



What if she had said No?
The question may strike you as irreverent. How dare I suggest that the Blessed Virgin Mary, Queen of Heaven, Co-Redemptrix of mankind, could have left us in the lurch like that?
But what if she had?
Could she have said No? You might say that of course she couldn’t, she was far too holy — but you would be guilty of demeaning and dangerous sentimentality. It is demeaning because it turns Our Lady from a free human being into a sanctified automaton. The whole glory of the Annunciation is that Mary, the second Eve, could have said No to God but she said Yes instead. That is what we celebrate, that is what we praise her for; and rightly so.
This sentimental view is dangerous too. If we believe that the most important decision in the history of the world was in fact inevitable, that it couldn’t have been otherwise, then that means it was effortless. Now we have a marvellous excuse for laziness. Next time we’re faced with a tough moral decision, we needn’t worry about doing what is right. Just drift, and God will make sure that whatever choice we make is the right one. If God really wants us to do something he’ll sweep us off his feet the way he did Mary, and if he chooses not to, it’s hardly our fault, is it?
So Mary could have said No to Gabriel. What if she had? He couldn’t just go and ask someone else, like some sort of charity collector. With all the genealogies and prophecies in the Bible, there was only one candidate. It’s an alarming thought. Ultimately, of course, God would have done something: the history of salvation is the history of him never abandoning his people however pig-headed they were. But God has chosen to work through human history. If the first attempt at redemption took four thousand years to prepare, from the Fall to the Annunciation, how many tens of thousands of years would the next attempt have taken?
Even if the world sometimes makes us feel like cogs in a machine, each of us is unique and each of us is here for a purpose: just because it isn’t as spectacular a purpose as Mary’s, it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist. When we fail to seek our vocation, or put off fulfilling some part of it, we try to justify ourselves by saying that someone else will do it better, that God will provide, that it doesn’t really matter. But we are lying. However small a part I have to play, the story of the Annunciation tells me it is my part and no-one else can do it.
Faced with the enormity of her choice, how was Mary able to decide? If she said No, unredeemed generations would toil on under the burden of sin. If she said Yes, she herself would suffer, and so would her Son; but both would be glorified. Millions of people not yet born would have Heaven open to them; but millions of others would suffer oppression and death in her son’s name. The stakes were almost infinite.
You might say that Mary didn’t worry about all this, just obeyed God; but I don’t believe it. What God wanted was not Mary’s unthinking obedience but her full and informed consent as the representative of the entire human race. The two greatest miracles of the Annunciation are these: that God gave Mary the wisdom to know the consequences of her decision, and that he gave her the grace not to be overwhelmed by that knowledge.
When we come to an important decision in our lives, we can easily find our minds clouded by the possible consequences, or, even more, by partial knowledge of them. How can we ever move, when there is so much good and evil whichever way we go? The Annunciation gives us the answer. God’s grace will give us the strength to move, even if the fate of the whole world is hanging in the balance. After all, God does not demand that our decisions should be the correct ones (assuming that there even is such a thing), only that they should be rightly made.
There is one more truth that the Annunciation teaches us, and it is so appalling that I can think of nothing uplifting to say about it that will take the sting away: perhaps it is best forgotten, because it tells us more about God than we are able to understand. The Almighty Father creates heaven and earth, the sun and all the stars; but when he really wants something done, he comes, the Omnipotent and Omniscient, to one of his poor, weak creatures — and he asks.
And, day by day, he keeps on asking us.

24.3.06

he's back.

should i feel this much?
i don't even know your name.
should i fall this hard?
deep brown eyes. i love you today.

your hand in mine...this moment feels so right.
can i stay here a while?
your words make me smile.

but i know, you have to go.
but i know...you have to go.

(left side, by me, 2002).

23.3.06

ooooh my heart

have you seen the notebook?

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

22.3.06

melinda's soup

water (with salt, to boil faster)

tomatoes

celery.

*ponder*

ahha! lentils

fry onions and garlic.

*ponder*

ahha! kidney beans

salt, pepper, basil (check mom's recipe)

carrot

put it all in the pot

more salt, pepper, basil.

simmer...simmer...*forget it's onthe stove* remember! simmer...

take it off the burner.

*forget about it*

oh yeah! stir, stir, stir to help it cool. taste...mmm...good.

20.3.06

what is fear?

I'm afraid to fail -- or am I afraid to succeed?

I'm afraid that my hopes will be let down -- but why assume they will be?

Oh, so emo, here's the thing. I want to play shows this summer. So here's my list of what I'll do...



1. find out about all the open-mics in vancouver, and play them.
2. chat it up, sell some cd's, leave demos with the venue/booking guys and gals...
3. rehearse with the band (m.fab.4).
(b). get a mic, for myself, for when we rehearse.
4. play shows on vancouver island with anna.
5. give a recital, of my classical music. because that would be fun and awesome.
(b). find an accompanist.

Ok, that's all for now.

ta!

19.3.06

ahhh.

it's almost time to snuggle into bed.

just me and my pillows.

i feel a certain peace wash over me as i look about my room today -- that's right, i cleaned up.

everything has a place, and that which did not is now...gone.

*sigh of relief*

oh, it feels good to be neat.

16.3.06

tally up.

i have 4 semesters left here, and 14 courses still needed.

that's approxinmately 3.5 courses per semester.

yeah. i'm basically weeping with a workload that intense.

let's say i want my final semester (spring 2008) to only consist of voice lessons, ok?

then that's 3 semesters, and 13 courses...approximately 4.3(333333333) courses per semester.

again -- deadly.

however will i survive?

west jet style.

luggage tag:
"don't fret, you'll be reunited with your bag soon enough, and we're going to take good care of the both of you. imagine that little rush when you spy your luggage happily rounding the corner on the carousel. "it's got my name on it," you'll proudly say as you point to the tag. so, fill out this tag and make your reunion that much more enjoyable."

true north

tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

- mary oliver

15.3.06

love is...





anna and jessica.

these girls are 2 of my lifelines -- i'm so excited to see them again. maybe it's the (few) years of friendship, the history of conversations and tea, or just who we are, but with them i feel known.

just a quick introduction. for you, the blog readers.

soon to come (if i can get a picture!): you get to meet mikael bingham, another half of me.

13.3.06

sur l'autobus


hey.










on the bus:

remember the drew carey show? I saw a girl on the bus who totally looked like kate.

I also saw...something else that was funny....but now I forget!

I almost missed my stop, which is always amusing. Well, I did miss my stop, but there's another one close-by, so I was alright.

I guess that's it.

EXCITEMENT YES YES YES.

11.3.06

ahhhhhhhhhhh i'm hiding in my room

my roomies are cleaning -- with a vengeance.



freezer burn? we're throwing you away!

i'm hiding in a slight panic -- how can they throw so much food away, when i am rationing mine like a crazy person!

!?!?!?!!!!

Food is such a huge deal to me lately -- watching what i eat, watching myself eat what i shouldn't, being aware of me not losing the weight i want to...

gah.

i told them not to throw any of my food away -- some pesto-flavoured wraps almost met their doom.

close call.

phew.

10.3.06

rejoice!

I just hd the best voice lesson of my career! (so far).

no joke!

Sometimes, the people who teach you/surround you try and convince you of improvement, of having reached a goal...and sometimes you just know.

Today, I just know.

wahoooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



(ps for all the doubters, these flowers are the colours of my grade 12 grad dress -- gorgeous, like a sunrise).

9.3.06

words words words.

paul says:
g'nite melinda. i love you more than 34 1/2 road trains put together!

nelson mandela says:
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

gracious and compassionate.

sometimes all you gotta say is "i need you". cuz this space is big and empty, and i can't fill it. and i fell while i was running. all my notes came out flat. my fingers hurt from strumming. i can't stay on track. grace and compassion -- i'll depend on you to be that. there's nowhere else that'll take me, and i couldn't get there if i tried. my legs are weak, my eyes are sore, my heart is broken, tired. i need you, i need you, i need you -- i've said it now.

he lifts his voice. the earth melts.

peace.

8.3.06

7.3.06

see you soon.


I've forgotten you just like I should
of course I have
Except to hear your name
or someone's laugh that is the same.
But I've forgotten you just like I should.

I get along without you very well
Of course I do
Except perhaps in spring
But I should never think of spring for that should surely break my heart in two.

(note: this is jonathon and emily -- we all fell in love last spring. they were the strength i needed, the friends i chilled with, the voices that ring in my head, the memories on the shelf beside my heart, and the embrace my arms can't forget. i thought of them, and posted these jazz lyrics, because emily sing jazz).

resolutions presented resolutely. of course.

i just ate my last 2 cookies.

no more.

nuh-uh.

*sighs*

5.3.06

monkeys.

ben went through a phase where he always made monkey faces in pictures.

lizzy caught on.

here's proof.

2.3.06

you spoke my name, Lord. I was expecting shame, you spoke my name.

I was just chatting with my friend Natalie -- she's just over 8 months pregnant. It's amazing to me, and an honour to be involved in her life. She's trying to make decisions about this baby, without much support -- she's incredible. Stronger than I think I'd be. Well, who knows.

from psalm 139:
For you created my innermost being
as you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I will praise you, for you made me so wonderfully:
so wonderful are your works,
so perfect your knowledge.

I want to do that - praise God, because me made me so wonderfully. I can barely bring myself to think about it.



Lord, help my unbelief.