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Vaslat | Mahan Farzda (Ghalia Benali, vocal)
Ebo Taylor -Â Love & Death
Theadora Ifudu - Hello There
So good, as is the blog donotcontain:
Theadora Ifudu - Hello There
The Nigerian television Super Star here makes some funky staff..
Included in an album âFirst Time Out", released in 1979 with some help by mr. Joni Haastrup from MonomonoâŠ.
Rob - Forgive us all
Released in Ghana in 1977.
I own this record since 2011 and i was always enjoying âFunky Rob Way" and âBoogie On". Last month for the first time the needle stopped in the middle of these songs, discovered this gem âForgive us all". Since then itâs (like many other Rob songs before) in repeat..Â
Rob - Forgive us all
Blessing in the Chaos
Recently discovered that a blessing that I wrote has been traveling around Tumblr and beyond, which is cool, except that itâs being attributed to John OâDonohue. I love OâDonohueâs work but would like to stick a pin in this blessing as being mine. Please share!
Blessing in the Chaos
To all that is chaotic in you, let there come silence.
Let there be a calming of the clamoring, a stilling of the voices that have laid their claim on you, that have made their home in you,
that go with you even to the holy places but will not let you rest, will not let you hear your life with wholeness or feel the grace that fashioned you.
Let what distracts you cease. Let what divides you cease. Let there come an end to what diminishes and demeans, and let depart all that keeps you in its cage.
Let there be an opening into the quiet that lies beneath the chaos, where you find the peace you did not think possible and see what shimmers within the storm.
- Jan Richardson janrichardson.com
I wrote this for my post âBlessing in the Chaosâ at my blog The Painted Prayerbook.
Bless you for sharing!
Please note ... especially if you may have reblogged this from me with attribution given to O'Donohue. Thanks!
Ghalia Benali - Rubaiyat
Listen to Ghalia Benali.
Only in silence can the soul unburden itself and then listen out for subtler signs, information from the unknown inner regions.
(via Robert Twigger â Desert silence)
Professor David Hendy considers the age-old human desire for peace and quiet and the potential downsides of drowning out our own noise.
Letta Mbulu - Nomalizo
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Letta Mbulu, born and raised in Soweto, South Africa. This song released in 1983.
© Susa Talan
(via 365 Days of Gratitude: Day 118 - Susa Talan)
I Teach Silence by Wislawa Szymborska
WHOEVER'S found out what location compassion (heart's imagination) can be contacted at these days, is herewith urged to name the place; and sing about it in full voice, and dance like crazy and rejoice beneath the frail birch that appears to be upon the verge of tears.
I TEACH silence in all languages through intensive examination of: the starry sky, the Sinanthropus' jaws, a grasshopper's hop, an infant's fingernails, plankton, a snowflake.
I RESTORE lost love. Act now! Special offer! You lie on last year's grass bathed in sunlight to the chin while winds of summers past caress your hair and seem to lead you in a dance. For further details, write: "Dream."
WANTED: someone to mourn the elderly who die alone in old folks' homes. Applicants, don't send forms or birth certificates. All papers will be torn, no receipts will be issued at this or later dates.
FOR PROMISES made by my spouse, who's tricked so many with his sweet colors and fragrances and sounds - dogs barking, guitars in the streets - into believing that they still might conquer loneliness and fright, I cannot be responsible. Mr. Day's widow, Mrs. Night.
 ~ Wislawa Szymborska ~
(Poems New and Collected 1957-1997, trans. by S. Baranczak and C. Cavanagh)
Thanks to friend miriam-louisa simons who can be found atÂ
http://echoesfromemptiness.com
http://thisunlitlight.com
http://www.theawakenedeye.com
And thanks to www.panhala.net/Archive/Classifieds.html
As long as you see silence as something objective, something that is not you but might come to you like an emotional experience, you are chasing your own projected idea. Looking for silence is like being on a motorboat racing around the lake looking for a smooth spot where everything is silent⊠racing around with increasing anxiety that you are never going to get there⊠Actually, all you have to do is throttle back and turn the key off, and then there you are. Then it is very quiet, very still.
Adyashanti (via biosthete)
Silence is something that comes from your heart, not from outside. Silence doesnât mean not talking and not doing things; it means that you are not disturbed inside. If youâre truly silent, then no matter what situation you find yourself in you can enjoy the silence.
Thich Nhat Hanh, âThe Heart of the Matterâ (via tricycle-tumbles)
Rahsaan Roland Kirk
From Bechet, Byas, and Fats
Rip, Rig, and PanicÂ
Limelight, 1965Â
Despite its brevity, Rip, Rig, and Panic may be pre-Rahsaan Roland Kirkâs greatest outing. Recorded in 1965 at Rudy Van Gelderâs studio in New Jersey, Kirk is teamed with the most awesome rhythm section he ever recorded with: drummer Elvin Jones, pianist Jaki Byard, and bassist Richard Davis. Clocking in at a mere 36 minutes, Kirk and his quartet moved through a series of musicological changes that defined him as an artist at the time. Five of the seven compositions are his, and reach through each of the phases that Kirk was interested in integrating into his compositional and improvisational voice. First there is the elegant modal music of âNo Tonic Press,â with its non-linear mathematic groove maintained with verve by Jones in all the knotty spots. Then there is the ethereal Middle-Eastern harmony juxtaposed against the changes in âOnce in a Whileâ by Bennie Green. But the whole thing comes together by the third tune, when Kirk sifts his hearing of New Orleans music into gear with âFrom Bechet, Byas, and Fats.â Using his loopy manzello to approximate the soprano saxophone, Kirk and Byard trade fours on some odd open-D modal theme before shifting into the music of Bechetâs time and coming out on tenor with direct quotes from the Don Byas book, with Byard and Davis turning around on a blues motif as Jones double times with a sheet of rim shots.
 please enjoy!!Â