Listening While Hearing, and the Absence Thereof

This is what we did yesterday, for many hours.  Mixed, listened, tried to hear, discern, weed out, keep in, enhance.  I never fully realized how tricky it is to listen, not only to listen but to hear, feel , sense.  Mixing is an art form unto itself; kudos to Chris at Virginia Arts for doing such a great job so far.

That’s right, we’re not done yet, and that’s ok.  You can only listen & hear simultaneously for so many hours.  We’ll hopefully finish next week.  I’m so excited about all the talent and hard work and  cool God stuff that came out of the session.  🙂

This whole recording/editing/mixing thing has made me realize that it is vital that I try to really hear more, and not just listen.  When those little birds are singing, I will try to hear them more and pay attention.  When my husband or children are talking to me about something, I need to stop and slow down and hear them.  Because hearing is an art form, and they are precious, and so is time.    Slainte, Lisa

To Honor Those Who Serve

Have a wonderful Memorial Day with your friends and family today.  And THANK YOU, past and present military, for all you do to keep our country free and safe and a wonderful place to live.  We appreciate your service and your sacrifice.

“A Blessing”

As plentiful as the grass that grows,

Or the sand on the shore,

Or the dew on the lea,

So the blessings of the King of Grace

On every soul that was, that is, or will be.

Slainte, Lisa

God’s Playground

Some people refer to Ireland as God’s country.  I know that God loves all the countries and peoples He made, but I also think He was smiling and laughing a bit more when Ireland was made.  🙂    And it certainly is tailor-made for kids…rocks to climb on, castles to explore, walking and hiking and more walking, sheep scattered in random places along the way, great but normal food they will actually eat, and on and on and on….

Slainte, Lisa

Reencaheragh Beach

 

Two Peas in a Pod

Ed & I in Powerscourt Gardens

I woke up this morning feeling a little tired.  As I made my way downstairs to assemble the morning lunch sak sandwiches, I glanced over at my husband.  He was feeling the same way; I could tell without having to ask a word.  We gave each other the space we needed to wake up slowly.  That’s how we are…we are two peas in a pod.  Two sailors navigating the same boat.  Two lovers lost in a haze of joy and rapture.  Two friends talking about the same joys and hurts and hopes.  I know….enough with the cliches already!  There is never a good and perfect way to talk about love.  You just know when it’s right and true, and you know that it’s the thing that you want to protect and cherish at all cost.  So honey, if you’re reading this, know that I cherish you.  I hope you are waking up out there in the big bad working world, and making a difference for all those people in the Nuba mountains.  I’m proud of you, and I’m glad to share this pod with you. “Always remember to forget the troubles that passed away. But never forget to remember the blessings that come each day.” – N. McCarthy, Irish blessing Slainte, Lisa

A Picture of A Picture

This is a picture of my pictures, which reside in the becoming-obsolete object called a picture album.  This album dates back to our first trip to Ireland from 2001.  These images show Joshua, then 7, ready to enjoy our day on the boat watching Fungi the dolphin jump and do tricks in Dingle’s waters.  These days, all of my pictures reside on tiny memory cards, or hidden deep in the recesses of my laptop’s storage banks.  And there are no new pictures in my photo albums.

At first I lamented this, and tried valiantly to print all the digital pictures we shot.  But there is no keeping up with this…the wonders of digital photography let you shoot so many wonderful pictures, too many to print all the time.  So I settle for printing the really special ones, and view my pictures in a new way.  And it’s a good thing.  But I still feel a warm, nostalgic feeling as I open a special volume filled with memories, with pictures in time captured and carefully placed in a book.

Tell me…do any of you still keep photo albums?  Or have you converted to digital viewing?

Make some beautiful photo-worthy memories today.  Slainte, Lisa