Wednesday, April 7, 2010

It's Not Raining


sort of the inside of the tulips--very pretty. I had yellow ones out earlier and then this man said I could have some of these others today. I'm just not good at identifying these flowers.


These are the tulips and the yellow ones haven't opened but I thought they were pretty with this painting which not the date today but it's, oh, it's actually from St. Patrick's Day and it's a painting called "The Annunciation" by Hans Memling. I still have the yellow one I was given at first and then I picked the most of what was available. There were a ton of the peach-yellow ones and then I liked the red ones which looked like poppies but just took one and then took some buds which haven't opened yet which are supposed to be yellow. I tried to look up the names of both of these kinds and I can't find them and gave up looking.

The sky was so full of clouds but I felt it might not rain. And as I began to sing this song I found by Sinead O'Connor, the clouds all totally disappeared.

My Lagan Love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s145VpTgVXQ

I have been shouting it practically, like an anthem almost. I don't know why. But it's working something through that feels right.

Oh this is really weird. Truly, another weird thing.

I have never heard this song until today. I don't think, in my life. And then I heard the one, and I looked up "lagan" and then I found the original and just randomly selected one by O'Connor and at the end, just FRICKIN NOTICED!!!! that it is dedicated to Diana at the FRICKIN end.

And before I looked up the original song, I typed in a search, curious to know if Diana liked this song because she kept coming to mind. So I typed in a search of "My lagan love, princess diana" and saw some references but no direct mention or quote from her. So I put on the O'Connor one and it's dedicated to her, and all the clouds went away as I was singing AND

This is even weirder... (pant, pant...catching breath)...

It says Voors. I think Voors is Dutch? or Danish? Well I have to find out for a specific reason.

The other weird thing is that today I randomly picked, without counting, 20 tulips, and one password I made a very long time ago, before interest in Diana at all, was "20 denmark tulips" . I never knew why I chose that for a password.

My voice is totally shot. I can't sing like I used to, but I still feel the power from the singing even if it's hoarse and cracked now

What a strange thing.

Her brother Charles came to mind. And his sisters. And then William and Harry. I guess I also thought about Ireland in general as well, and the rest of the family. But mostly her sons and the Spencers. And Diana. I got the idea somehow that maybe she sang this as a lullaby. I don't know whether she sang it as an anthem of sorts. Or maybe she didn't know this one and others just dedicated to her? I have no idea but this is a powerful thing.

I feel completely out of control of my own life. How can so many things be so wrong and then so surprising and wonderful at the same time?

For some reason, I saw William as more pensive, by a stream or river and then Harry, standing and singing really loud in this lusty voice.

The first person whose face I really got though, was her brother Charles. I don't imagine he'd like me maybe but I saw his face through this song in a form of peace be with you way.

Mainly, just wondered about Diana and her sons.
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Hmm, an hour or more later I went outside and very small clouds came back and maybe a drop or two but that's all.
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I decided to watch something on television and found Bridget Jones but I don't know if I've seen this one. I cracked up, laughing so hard at the hat she is wearing on her mini-ski break. The little pink pom poms on her hat and her skiing. So funny. My FRIEND got stuck on a ski lift once, didn't know to dismount and they had to shut the whole ski lift down and it took 3 men or more to rescue her and pull her down from the chair, from which she was dangling.
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For some reason I kept getting this flash of a young man crying, again tonight. I don't know why I keep getting this. I got it with this song and with the song by Amy Grant "If these walls could speak". And I got someone in a truck when I took a break to make my pizza in the microwave.

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