Welcome to Following the Whispers blog
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here whenever I feel the need. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair. Now, my focus is sharing this journey we call life.
“Only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth, and that is not speaking it.” Naomi Wolf
“We are called human beings, not human doings.” Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs…(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” Theodore Roosevelt
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Telling the Truth Tuesday: a touching story
Hope you enjoyed the pics and stories from South Africa. For those of you who are younger than me and don't believe you will ever be able to do anything like this, let me tell you, I didn't either. So don't give up hope.
On another note, Sugartime (my singing duo) performed at a retirement community here in Albuquerque on Friday. We've been there before and love it. The audience is much more with it than some of the other places we sing. One couple got up to dance a few times. Many others were singing along with us. We sing songs they know and love like Bye Bye Blackbird, Singing in the Rain, When You're Smiling. Most of you probably never heard of those songs. But the story I want to share is about one lady. She seemed elderly (probably in her 80s). Her head rested permanently on her chin. She used a walker. But while we sang, she danced with her walker, back and forth in a small space behind a row of chairs. One hand held onto the walker while the other waved and flowed in the air. I could tell she must have been a dancer, because the hand movements looked ballet like and were perfect. I noticed her while my partner was singing Over the Rainbow and tears welled up in my eyes. My partner than saw me teary and her voice began to catch in her throat while she was singing. She powered through, though.
It was so poignant to see someone still doing what they clearly love, even if they couldn't do it the way they once did. Wish I'd been able to capture photo.