~~ BLUEBIRDS CAN FLY IN THE RAIN ~~ A Touching Song Lyric…A True Story

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BLUEBIRDS CAN FLY IN THE RAIN

© 2004 Cal

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I’ll always remember that Greyhound

Seeing you leave one last time

As I looked up

Your sad lonely eyes

Told me the story

As you waved goodbye

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Bluebirds can fly in the rain

Through skies dark and cloudy never afraid

Bluebirds can fly in the rain

When you feel your falling

Look up I’ll be calling cause

Bluebirds can fly in the rain

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Your squadron was nicknamed The Bluebirds

Your plane went down in the war

You weren’t quite so well

We barely could tell

Taking all those long trips

To the VA Motel

chorus

Bluebirds can fly in the rain

Through skies dark and cloudy never afraid

Bluebirds can fly in the rain

When you feel your falling

Look up I’ll be calling cause

Bluebirds can fly in the rain

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Only a miracle could keep us together

You never came home to stay

I’ll forever hold in my heart what you told me

How Bluebirds can fly in the rain

chorus

Bluebirds can fly in the rain

Through skies dark and cloudy never afraid

Bluebirds can fly in the rain

When you feel your falling

Look up I’ll be calling cause

Bluebirds can fly in the rain

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Fly in the rain

Those Bluebirds still fly

They fly in the rain

Those Bluebirds still fly

Picture of VA Hospital Building courtesy of Eric Larson cardcow.com

COMPUTER DISKS CHESS & MOZART

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COMPUTER DISKS- CHESS- AND MOZART

A True Divine Experience

(c) Cal  April 26th 2012

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Wednesday April 25th 2012   mozart-cd-scan2

Today is a damp, dull, and cloudy spring day. Being trash day, one could be ticketed for parking on the street. My van is parked on our driveway, unfortunately blocked in by my roommate’s car. Ken went to the hospital to see his mother. He rode with his sister in her car, and forgot to leave the keys to the red Chevy Aveo parked in front of my van. So, unable to drive my van, and not feeling like walking anywhere, I decide to stay home and use the new HP computer in the family room.

My plan is to check my e-mail, surf the net for a job, and play Chess. As I boot up the puter, I notice a shoe box containing CD ROM disks on the computer desk shelf. Because I need two particular disks to reformat an older dysfunctional DELL puter Ken’s family gave me, I sift through the box and come across the two CD’s I need; the applications CD and the drivers CD. I joyfully think, what a great find. I already have the operating system CD, and these gifts are the icing on the cake.

I also discover an audio CD titled; MOZART MUSICAL MASTERPIECES. Because I am a musician, and love classical music, I decide to load this CD on the computer and listen to Mozart. I see the CD graphics and song list booting up. Success! As I view the play list  I click on Concerto per Clarinetto K622. When the song begins playing, I am touched by the sensitive, soothing passages reaching into my heart, my mind, my body and my soul. You see, there was havoc here at home for two days now, and this music created a perfect, peaceful, content state of well-being.

While listening to Mozart’s music, I connect to POGO an online game web-site. I log onto a Chess table. On this web-site, one can play the computer, or compete against players who elect to join your table. Anyway’s, while totally enjoying the music, a Chess player joins my table. You see, every player has a screen name. My new opponent’s screen name was unbelievably posted as Mozart! I type in my news about finding and listening to the Mozart CD on the site’s chat window. Mozart reads my comment and exclaims; “I love Mozart’s music!” I win the first game of Chess. Mozart wins the second game.

As the sun comes out I glance into the backyard looking through the sliding glass doors in the family room. I enjoy viewing the birds, the squirrels, the colorful flowers in the garden and on the trees, feeling totally blessed. I burn a copy of that MOZART MUSICAL MASTERPIECES CD, and will enjoy the music for a long time

I don’t think, wonder, or try to conceive of how or why these events occurred: Finding and playing a Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart CD, and moments later, playing Chess with a player who calls himself Mozart. I am convinced these events were orchestrated by God. Only He knows when and what we all need. I consider these gifts received today as blessings; Divine and absolutely breathless. I will always remember and enjoy the beauty of this day, the computer disks, Chess and Mozart!

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THE STORY GOES ON

September 26th 2013…..

Today I must include this snippet of information that adds to my story.

While leaving the Taylor Memorial Library in Taylor MI, I noticed a few books,

CD’s and albums for sale on a table near the exit.

My eyes were drawn to a very particular CD…

You see; for sale for 25 cents, in brand new condition in its original box,

with a booklet describing his life and career was ;

a MOZART MUSICAL MASTERPIECES CD.

Of course, I did purchase that CD.

How wonderful life can be!

Mozart new

(c ) Cal September 27th 2013

~~~ WHEN THE HAWK CAME TO ME ~~~ A Heavenly Rising Of Consciousness A True And Divine Experience 

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 WHEN THE HAWK CAME TO ME     

A Heavenly Rising Of Consciousness..

A True And Divine Experience.

© Cal   January 2012

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Thursday January 5th 2012

We are having a very mild winter in Michigan this year. Today is a beautiful afternoon with a slight breeze, and no snow on the ground. The temperature is in the mid-forties as the sun gently peeks through the sparse clouds. Because I have no plans of what to do, or where to go, I choose to sit in my van, and enjoy the nice day looking across the huge field that borders my storage facility. My mood is serene; I feel totally peaceful, contemplating nature and the divinity in everything that is. I decide to test my consciousness level, thinking; “Can I create anything I wish?”

My attention is drawn to a pair of hawks circling above. They are flying approximately a hundred yards into the field, and about two hundred feet above. The hawks are making circular passes in a small area, most likely searching for food. So, my intention is to bring the closest bird to me. I think to myself; “Come to me.”

Now, I must introduce one element that adds excitement to this story. I have hanging on my sun visor an ornament. It is composed of a thin silver metal frame with a sun in the lower left corner whose rays branch out across the piece. In the center is a white dove holding an olive branch in its beak, wings spread open. The sun and its rays are transparent stained glass pieces, the rays are of different colors. Near the bottom is inscribed; Peace Be With You. One can see through the ornament and view whatever may be behind it.

Little by little, one of the hawks comes closer and closer to me. As he circles almost directly above, the sun comes out, its rays piercing through my van window and the ornament. At that precise moment, the hawk flies into view as I look through my ornament. I can see both the dove and the hawk at the same time as the sun’s rays glisten through.

As I gleefully watch, the hawk now circles directly above me. The hawk eventually flies low enough-about fifty feet or so- that I can see the detail on his body. My hawk makes a few more passes and eventually flies off into the distance.

I truly believe that God is life; the Divinity in everyone and everything that is. That HE is the soul of man, his true nature. By aligning myself and becoming one with HIM, I was able to raise my consciousness, and create this miraculous event. I will remember this day and sequence of events for the rest of my life..

By meditation, living a spiritual life, and imitating Christ, I believe anyone can raise his consciousness level, and create anything he desires.

Peace

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