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Dear brother - an open letter to a brother who needs to read this. . .  Hearts of fire creates love's desire Take you high and higher to the world you belong Hearts of fire creates love's desire High and higher to your place on the throne Have you met someone whose heart sets yours aflame?  It's a pretty rare experience.  Whether the sparks fly instantaneously or it starts as a slow burn that builds to a larger fire, there is never a right place, nor a right pace for hearts of fire to ignite, or how quickly or slowly in terms of pace, it just happens.  The introduction of this song makes it easy to remember. I mean, it's one of those songs with a distinctive opening.  But mind you all of Earth Wind and Fire 's music is like that, carefully crafted songs that fully utilise all of the instruments in the band.  Which world do you belong to?  Are you carried high and higher to where you can see everything?  It's still important t...

Dear sister - an open letter to a sister who needs to read this. . .  Wish I could, I could've said goodbye I would've said what I wanted to Maybe even cried for you If I knew it would be the last time I would've broke my heart in two Tryin' to save a part of you You shared this song with me because you know that we have a shared journey.  We are part of a club that nobody wishes to join, no married woman in her right mind anyway. Yes, it's the widows club.  I met your lovely mother at an event the other week and you wanted me to know if I had told her that I was a friend of yours.  It was funny because I did tell her that I was a friend of yours.  She wanted to know how we were connected so I told her.  That we had lost our husbands in the same year.  In a matter of a month I believe.  I know you never got a chance to say goodbye to your husband when he passed away.  I was very fortunate that I did get a chance to say goodbye to mi...

Dear friend - an open letter to a friend who needs to read this. . .  There's no time for us There's no place for us What is this thing that builds our dreams Yet slips away from us? Who wants to live forever? Who wants to live forever? We haven't seen each other in a long time and life does that sometimes.  It throws obstacles and other experiences in your paths that take you away from chances to be in each other's presence again.  There are many things that you want to tell me and yet you can't seem to tell me.  Which is funny because further conversations can't really be had until you can tell me about what has happened to you in your past so that I can understand what you are in right now.  There is no specific time for us or no specific place.  We can only grab at chances and opportunities and places that seem to work while we wait for other more acceptable means to take place.  We can often ask ourselves what thing builds our dreams an...

I'm not sure whether it's because it's coming to the end of the year and you start to panic about all of the things that you need to finish or need to address.  Have you reached or completed all of the goals that you set for yourself?  There might have been other things that popped up that you never saw coming.  Have they been blessings in disguise or a hindrance or distraction from you completing your goals?  You probably don't spend enough time listening to yourself and getting to know what really pushes your buttons.  We never really give ourselves enough of a chance to really learn what really stretches us to our limits.  We never really know how much we have left in the tank until we think we have nothing left.  Do you know yourself well enough to know what you are capable of achieving? I'm trying to hold my breath  Let it stay this way Can't let this moment end You set off a dream in me Getting louder now Can you hear it echoing? Tak...

Whether I'm right or whether I'm wrong Whether I find a place in this world or never belong I gotta be me, I've gotta be me What else can I be but what I am Do you know who you've gotta be? There are so many times where we often question whether we are the "me" we started off with or not.  We go through experiences and come into contact with people who can influence whether we want to be more or less than what we had initially presented ourselves.  To fit into wherever you are, do you adapt and change according to the crew that you roll with?  As long as you're not being too drastically different, it shouldn't be too bad right?  If you need to dramatically change who you are, that's a problem.  There is a difference between being professional and being social.  People can try and influence you to drop your guard or just be nosey in general about what you like to do to relax or have fun or what you do in your spare time.  Whether you're rig...

You'll feel better right away. . .  You can play the game and you can act out the part Though you know it wasn't written for you But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken heart Ashamed of playing the fool One thing can lead to another, it doesn't take any sacrifice Oh, father and mother, sister and brother If it feels nice, don't think twice Why do people play parts that they think are written for them?  Do you play a part that you've written for yourself?  Too often we play parts that we have always played because we know no other way.  We might play parts that we might feel adventurous to play, but then revert back to old habits and repeat patterns of behaviour that lead us to mistakes because we don't realise what we should be doing (or we're just reluctant to see things as they really are).  We don't like to have egg on our faces and to be humiliated by people who are meant to love us, ridiculed by people who claim to love us. ...

And there 'ain't nothin' you can't do. . .  You're the future and you've come for what's yours The hidden treasure, locked behind the hidden doors And the promise of a day that's shiny new Only a dreamer could afford this point of view But you're a driver not a passenger in life And if you're ready you won't have to try 'cause I wish I had known this song when it first released.  It would have saved me so much time and energy!  But when you discover gems of songs, it always happens when you least expect and it comes at exactly the right time.  This song has been on repeat since last week and I've been waiting for the right time to blog about it.  Siedah Garrett   is a prolific songwriter and performer.  I first fell in love with her singing when she featured on I just can't stop loving you with Michael Jackson.  I had no idea that she was in the Brand New Heavies, a band I loved for their Midnight at the Oasis.  Sometime...

Bitter hearts don't hold a smile Troubled minds will wear you down Use your past to get ahead Hold your tears and think instead You have to find a way to make it These clouds are letting up for a while  What have you learned from your past?  Are you still attracted to the same type of people who are designed to break your heart?  Why do you make the same mistakes - love too hard, love not enough, love just enough - but even then there is always some flaw, some crack in the ship of relations that you never anticipated.  There is a responsibility that we need to own up to - the way that we act, speak and interact in a relationship.  We are not responsible for how others act, speak and interact with us.  If we make other people mad, they can choose whether to respond in kind,  Do you have a bitter heart that doesn't smile anymore? Have you forgotten to smile?  I wonder if your troubled mind is going to continue along this same road to self-des...

And my eyes are wide this morning But my heart is heavy still There's a sea inside me Storming, 'cause I'm battling with my will Though I may grow tired and weary And ache within my bones I will fight for what I believe in, even if I fight alone I know that I'm gon' keep on moving on 'Cause nobody can stop me, yeah There are many performances of this song on YouTube but my favourite performance is this one that I've featured here.  This particular track also has a rap featured in it, which you can hear if you follow my Spotify playlist also entitled "ManuScript".  But enough about those logistics.  Have your bones been feeling weary lately?  I'm not sure if you have been taking good care of yourself.  I know I can't talk.  I've been burning the candle at both ends and there is definitely no wick left, nor any wax.  Are you battling with your will?  We may be overextending ourselves.  Pushing ourselves beyond our limits and that...

Just like a star across my sky Just like an angel off the page You have appeared to my life Feel like I'll never be the same Just like a song in my heart Just like oil on my hands Oh, I do love you I've recently discovered that my original blog has now disappeared into the ether that is the world wide web.  It was attached to my old work email and since I no longer work there, I don't have access to it.  I have lost count of how many blog posts I wrote on that one as it was about 5 years worth of work, work in the sense that I had built a following and I had written so much and reflected on what I had experienced during that entire period.  I had also started that original blog as a way to express my writing in a way that could help others in some small way.  There's nothing more depressing than starting a blog as a place to publicly grieve about the loss of your husband, but that's what I had intended to do.  But thank goodness I chose ins...

If I were you I'd look the situation over Wasn't just by accident Our paths were meant to cross eventually You say you've lost each time you've tried to give Well I don't mean to tell you how to live Ooh but if I were you I'd fall in love with me I haven't blogged in a while.  Things have been a little hectic as of late but usually, when it comes to blogging, it's an opportunity for me to express myself in my writing, especially in this way, when it's a way to just let things out so that I can go back and resume normal daily life. Whatever that is anymore! Don't mind me, just trying to collect my thoughts . . .  Have you accidentally crossed paths with people that you never thought you would?  You might have known them from a previous time in your life that you had forgotten about, or had become encased in your mind like a series of sepia-tinted images that playback like some silent film with no words.  Just images that flick through i...