This is making the rounds on facebook and I think it's pretty cool.
It's from a documentary called Playing for Change.
Candle, I think Sentient Grass would approve, even though they all sing better than she does.

My Football Star

Idiot's Guide to Breathing

I think I've found a house to move into! I'm going to move back to Weatherford where I lived before moving to Ft. Worth. I really don't know what I was thinking when I moved here in the first place. I am so looking forward to living close to my friends and more importantly, to my daughter and her family again, especially since we'll have a new little addition to the family in a month or so.

The house belongs to friends of mine whose recent tenant moved out without notice. Perfect timing. Providence? Coincidence? There are drawbacks, namely the drive to classes in Hurst, but I graduate in May so it won't be much longer. It could also mean a commute once I find a job, but maybe maybe please maybe I can find one in Weatherford. All I know is this is the first thing that has felt right in a long time. I can almost breath again.

Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers
but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain
but for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield
but to my own strength.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved
but hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant that I may not be a coward,
feeling Your mercy in my success alone;
But let me find the the grasp of Your hand in my failure.
- Rabindranath Tagore - 1916

I was looking in my email drafts folder and found where I had saved this poem on 11/5/07. I don't remember where I found it; I probably stole it off someone else's blog. While I find no sin or weakness in turning to friends and allies for strength, the author is right; one must find courage from within. It is so easy to find mercy in success, but so difficult to recognize it in adversity.

I'm not dead, just busy.

No Rest For The Wicked

Does anybody know of any rent houses in Ft. Worth and/or vicinity needing a renter? My landlords have decided to sell the house I am living in. They're fine with me staying here while it's on the market, of course, because they don't want to lose the rent income, but I'm not exactly keen on the idea of having a lock box on the front door and people traipsing in and out of here, possibly casing the joint; especially since I have already been robbed once. I also don't always have time to keep the house in the manner it should be kept for showing. I had planned to move out of this neighborhood once I graduate in May, but I was sure hoping to stay here until then. I'm really, really tired of dodging bullets and would love to relax into my life a little bit. There's always something, isn't there? It could be worse. I could be completely homeless with small children to worry about. I could have a terminal illness along with no health care.I could live in a war-torn country.I could be a Tanzanian Albino. I'm not being flip. I'm trying to will myself out of indulging in self-pity.