"I want to sing of you more than I used to. For the foolish songs which I sang in the past separated me from my Creator to whom is due all love. And singing I will pray you, lady, with a true heart: make peace for me with your Son, or I shall be damned."

I think I found my calling in life. I went to a Medieval chant-like concert and fell absolutely in love with the words and style of music and singing. I honestly felt a calling deep in my heart. I truly believe I could be happy singing this type of music for the rest of my life.

"And so must forget my pain by singing; I know of no better way to get rid of it."

"There is such gentleness in her that anyone who loves and prays to her from the heart will never never be sent away with a refusal."

Everyone has flaws, so why is it that I’m so heavily criticized for mine.. I’m never quite good enough. Or normal enough. I want to quit life and run away to live alone in a cabin. With my wiener dog. And maybe a husband and 6 kids. That’d be nice.

Why is it that I can never say anything or be myself without people trying to be better? Yes, I get it’s easy to make fun of me, and most of the time I’ll laugh along, but this is getting out of hand.


Look at this stuff, isn’t it neat?


Look at this stuff, isn’t it neat?

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From the FB of RSPCA Tasmania


this is so great

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Is there music in your head? Have you followed where it led? And been graces with a taste of the beauty underneath.