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Magical Moment 110, "Perrito"

The little girl toddled through the freshly cut grass making short, rapid steps with her chubby, bare feet. Her toothless smile stretched across her face and she giggled with overflowing excitement. In her clumsy coordinated manner, she tumbled into the soft lawn but never took her eyes off her goal for a moment. Un-phased by the obstacle, she continued on and finally reached the little puppy. She stood frozen in front of the wiggling little creature, unsure of what to do next. “You can pet her,” the lady coaxed, demonstrating how it’s done, “It’s okay.” The little girl reached out her tiny hand in imitation, but jerked it back when the puppy’s tongue licked it. She squealed, half terrified, half thrilled and soon worked up the courage to try again. This time, she touched the back of the puppy, where it was safer. The moment she touched the fur was as electrifying as a jolt of lightning. She shrieked again, even more overwhelmed with delight and adrenaline. The cycle continued for a

Magical Moment 109, "But Sing"

This is a song I wrote in 2007, as my attempt at a pop song. It didn't start out that way, but as I recorded it in Garage Band, I got more and more ambitious with the different sound effects. I actually think it turned out okay. Someday, I will record my songs professionally and give them the justice they deserve. Verse 1: His eyes were black and filled with tears when he asked me why can't I stay here. His voice was warm, felt like the sun. I said I belong to someone. Chorus: Oh but sing. Don't you know it brings joy when it rings so beautiful. Oh and know that even though it won't be so, you're wonderful. Vs 2: There is a path that I have chose and only God knows where it goes. And there are gifts He gives to us. And in His plan we all must trust. Chorus Bridge: And like a photo you'll always be there bringing thoughts of someone who cared. And every song on the radio won't compare to when you...Oh... Sing Don't you know it brings joy when it ri

Magical Moment 108, "Jellyfish Karma"

At last we meet again. Did you think I forgot? How could I possibly forget the searing pain you inflicted? The crippling agony that caused me nearly to drown? I fought the mighty ocean’s current with my useless limb, gasping for breath, struggling to escape your cruelty. And when at last I narrowly avoided death, you swam away, unscathed. Laughing. Mocking. And for years the universe has led us to this moment. My moment of triumph and victory, for I bare witness to your cruel fate. My enemy has fallen, ne’er to harm again. The jellyfish that once stung me will sting no more. “O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” VICTORY IS MINE!

Magical Moment 107, "Beyond the Sea"

What a day. Well, I’m auditioning to be a performer on a cruise line for three to six months. I mean really, could there be a better job? Who knows if it’ll ever really work out. I wouldn’t actually do it unless Eddie could somehow get a job on the same line and we could go together. However, I thought I should audition and see if it’s even a possibility. The audition process is done by video, which I have to mail and postmark by this Monday. This morning, I set up good old Ray (my keyboard) in the living room, along with the video camera and tripod. I perfected the view, sound, and lighting. I did my make up and hair. I drank hot water with honey (for the throat). And then I sat down to record my audition. The audition required that I first played a song of my choice. Directly after, I would open an envelope which was mailed to me, in front of the camera, and sight-read the 3 pieces inside. After I played the 3 songs, I would turn off the camera, practice for an hour, and then play

Magical Moment 106, "Death Cab"

I listened to the lazy sounding 1930s music as it rang out, carefree on the radio. You know, the one where the clarinet solos throughout, and the piano clunks the solid 4/4 rhythm with spurts of high, tinkling 64 th notes scaling chromatic riffs. The drums use brush sticks and you can still hear the static from the record needle. It’s the kind of music that would play if you were going to swing on a rope in slow motion, from a tree into the muddy, cool waters of the local creek. Only today, I wasn't giggling and drinking lemonade in the sunshine, I was clenching my knees with white knuckles, gasping with fear, and squeezing my eyes shut. As the taxi drove down Flatbush Avenue, I felt as though I was on a runaway roller coaster trying to dodge small children and large oak trees. The driver shot in and out of the two-lane street, honking at pedestrians, merging lanes, and running lights. He was strangely at ease as he drove however, unlike me who is used to somewhat driving the spe

Magical Moment 105, "Domino Effect"

We’ve all had one of those days. When spilling your coffee leads to stubbing your toe, which leads to road rage and being late. Which inevitably leads to feeling frazzled and cranky for the rest of the day. We’ve also probably had a day opposite of that. When getting your morning work out leads to choosing a nice outfit, which leads to a compliment, which leads you to compliment someone else. Which inevitably leaves you chipper and positive for the rest of the day. Today was an interesting domino effect for me. I received beautiful flowers. After I put them in a vase of water and set them as the centerpiece for the table, I realized I needed to first clean off the table. The table and bouquet looked lovely, but the kitchen didn’t quite match after last night’s dinner dishes remained on the counter. So after that was cleaned up, the living room didn’t jive with the now clean kitchen. Before I knew it, I had a spic and span house, all thanks to my flowers. With a clean house, I felt re

Magical Moment 104, "Blessings that Fall"

"Blessings that Fall" by Elizabeth Grimes A simple bush, with leaves of green Sat under blossoms of a cherry tree. When the branches shook, the petals would fall Onto the bush with no flowers at all. A passerby exclaimed of the bush, “I’ve never seen one with flowers so lush!” His friend said to him, “No, look up higher. It’s the falling petals whose beauty inspires. The bush is not special, like you and me. The Lord’s blessings fall and cause us to be.”