I find the relentlessly irreverent tone of our new administration difficult to bear; and so i seek other inspiration. I love to listen to music while i cook dinner! And as my player and CDs have grown old; i have found; that the station called Classic King FM; streams classical music worldwide! And you can pick from three styles.-Classical; Calm Classical; or Christmas.
Which is a little cheesy; ja?
But i have found that on the Christmas stream; for example; you can also often hear some of the purest most sublime classical choral works ever written.-By the greats. By the undisputed greats. That will soothe your soul and cut your heart straight open! Just as you need it to be; in a real world. (Sometimes you will find lighter; more modern; though yet still pleasing works too.)
But it is the Baroque and Classical and Sacred choral works that kill me. Though in a good way; i mean. In the most essential way. I cannot let them destroy the beauty of humanity that means the most to me.
And i used to have records and
CDs of all of those beautiful works!
But then technology grows obsolete.-Record players; tape recorders; records; tapes. And so nothing you have works anymore! Even my prized double-CD Leonard Cohen is dead; played way too much; i suppose. (His lyrics are beautiful! And i like to harmonize with him.) Also; so many of my Bocelli CDs are dead. And so; you are left with streaming then. Which i have not always taken to. But on this station; and which is most important to me; you can see what they are playing. (For me that context is essential. As i am an active intelligent; not passive listener.) I need a context; a rhyme and reason!
And sometimes; their unexpected choices are very pleasing. It is hit and miss; but it is something.-For when i get tired of the jazz; or the world beat. (And there are good stations for so many things.) It is fun to weave a little bit of all of those. Well; you do need something! While you do the dishes and cooking every night. Or maybe; i should try listening to books!
(Or perhaps too; recording my own.)
Reading aloud is something i love to do. But i suppose that is stealable; isn't it? Everything these days seems to be. Maybe; i should record myself washing the dishes! I sing with all my guys; you know? I am simply Mama Bocelli. My food is pretty good too.=)
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Marguerite.🎋
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The Bleeding
Heart; Marguerite.
They taunt us that way; don't they? (Our new administration; i mean.) They taunt the democrats that way.-Bleeding heart liberal; they will say. I hate that. But no matter; i am that! What else would you be? I am true blue. In fact; i am the best blue; the most important blue.-I am Royal Blue. My family was always Royal Blue. Because we are royal; and blue.
My family always lived proudly; simply. All we wanted was a roof over our heads; and food on the table; and an abundance of education in our pockets! (Which we did get in spades.) And books and music and healthcare. (Which we did not have for a very long time!)-And that's all i want for everyone.
I think that if all of the world; and all of the countries of the world; would lift everyone up; it would be an amazing world; wouldn't it?! And if i had a mansion; which i will never seek nor have; i would not even want that mansion; if others had nothing.-If others didn't have all those things too.-That's all. Yours for humanity!🎋marguerite
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The New Pope.
I am not Catholic; though my mama was. And though my papa was Atheist; with various stray Evangelists flitting about.-Ja; what a party! (The van Meer Holy Wars.) That is the fictional name i give to my family; and i love to write about that. But i was captivated by the stories of our new Pope Leo; in the New York Times. And the kindness of our new Pope Leo. And the beautiful simple life he chose.-That was nonetheless filled with the beauty of art and books and music and deep intellect and language; and politics and internationality.-All of which he actively sought.-And the comradery with his mates.
He lived a beautiful simple life of service; kindness; grace. But here in America; we covet wealth and power; don't we? Which is why we have so many billionaires. And so many aggressive neighbors. (Such as the one who plagued me.) But i am not really sure we need all those! We just need; well; more kind people; for one. Who aren't so high on themselves. And living wages for all the humans.-So they can have the room to grow their own lives; and their own interests; and the lives of their own dear children.
The Evangelists hounded my poor papa till the bitter end; and managed to steal a few of his children. But for my papa; life was a simple beautiful thing. He loved to read; and he avidly followed politics; and he liked to collect beautiful classical records; and to give us music lessons.
He was so proud of that! Having come from abject poverty before. A new record in the house was a ceremony.-Look; look! Look what i have brought you! He would say. And then; we would all listen. And thus came my true love for music. From one fond cello/piano girl!🎋marguerite
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Immigrant Mama.
And regarding the living wages i mentioned above.-Well; so the children can grow those same lives too! (From poverty; it is very hard; and i will share some stories about that.) Some truly truly sad stories. Which would; of course; be my own. The little people are a gentle folk.
We are a different species; i suppose; than the billionaires.-But ja; tracking back; i like that Pope Leo. I had a neighbor once; who used to frequently taunt me that i was just a housewife. (Among other things.) Which i proudly was!
Though i was already a writer too; and had been a well-paid computer specialist before.-Which i found nothing; in particular; to boast of! (I did it well; extremely well; but it was just a job.) Not a passion; a mission; a reason to live. And now; i wanted to stay home and raise a child!
And i didn't want to do that by the values of some hired nanny. Nor by the values of some overcrowded daycare. Nor; for that matter; by the values of an American.-When i knew that my values were distinctly different than that.
I wanted to raise my child myself. I wanted to see him grow; to watch him grow; to treasure that; to learn from that; and experience that. And i knew i would be good at that. And i was. You have to have the creative vision and joy and patience for that. Children take time; and i had that. And how dare my neighbor criticize me; criticize us; criticize my whole family for that?!🎋
AND I WAS STILL immigrant. I wanted to give my boy the beauty of that. And the simplicity of that. And the dedication of that. But after she taunted me that way.-That neighbor i mean; she would laugh like a witch. (And this occurred too many times!) Though she was a Catholic woman; go figure.
Though who seemed to have nothing of particular nobility or value to show for her life. It seems; she did not even understand her own religion anymore!
Perhaps then; it was just for show. To earn the necessary weekly points for heaven; and to wear some sleek snappy clothes. But that; i think; nobility i mean; is earned by the life you live. And taunting other humans to try to raise yourself; seems not really on that list to me.🎋
SOME PEOPLE have a lot of things to learn; i think. Including a certain humility and modesty. In my writing; i like to share the sweet earnest simplicity; of a gentle immigrant past. I am proud of that!-So proud.
Of what my parents managed to offer; and what we managed to make of that. And none of that journey was easy; if not; truly difficult! But i think that humans are on this planet to show their simple humanness.-Nothing more.
And which; no one ever said; own everything! Bully everyone; and own everything; and try to take over the world. When poor people cannot even own one sweet small house.
That's all. Thus speaketh yours
truly.🎋marguerite bloem
Postscript. I made that image above as a drawing one day; years ago.-Just doodling! But then i put it into an early version of photoshop; and somehow; i turned it into a painting! Oh; well then; i just like to play! It looked like a broken heart to me; and my heart is broken. We have lost our democracy.
Help keep a watch for us; won't you?
We could use the company.-Au revoir;
auf wiedersehen; tot ziens!
From the former Dutch girl.
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The Author; Who is
Occasional TV Girl; Bloem.
My son sent us this song of
Bad Bunny; called Turista. He is a
beautiful singer; and poignant performer; isn't he? And he is opening the new season of SNL on October 4th! I will greatly look forward to that!
We only just caught wind of him last season; and he was brilliant. I feel like SNL has been; and will continue to be; a safety valve; our national comic relief. During what is; for me; a really difficult political time. Also; for dramatic relief; there is a new season of Fire Country! That begins on October 17.
Their characters are truly enduring; endearing; and human.-I love the old Papa Leoni; who is a dear beautiful sympathetic actor. And the story of his dementia; and how the family deals with that. I love the earnest struggle of Mia's Papa; he is a beautiful actor too; they all are. Though their other stories are sometimes too exciting for me! (So i must take it with a glass of wine.)
Cheers; guys! Cheers; Bodie! I wish i lived in Edgewater. And otherwise; i wait for; and hope for; the return of All Creatures Great and Small; or Around the World in 80 Days; on PBS. Or some other classic series; like Downton Abbey?-I loved all those guys! But their other stuff; the English murder mysteries; or cozies; as they say; simply will never be for me. Ja; no; i don't think so!🎋marguerite