Several years ago, I was able to see Ray Charles live at the House of Blues in Chicago. Tears trickled down my cheeks... as his music, his voice, his sound, his vibration reached right into my chest and rattled my very being. I could feel his sounds throughout my entire body and I find it difficult to find words to describe how it felt.
I had that feeling again while listening to the Celtic Woman on You Tube... so I present to you Mairead of Celtic Woman. If one were deaf, I believe they could watch her and feel the music she creates. If one were blind, I believe that the ears would let you see what a powerful violinist she is.
I watched her...spinning, dipping, leaping, twisting and grinning... so very beautiful.
My stride is quite large and through my employment, I am constantly moving...leaving my hair in a tangled mess tucked behind my ears.
I got out my scissors. With a whack-whack here and a whack-whack there...and another whack here to fix that a whack there....
I realize now that I have the same haircut I had when I was five... just a little bit longer.
Ah...the circle...
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