"Bad Romance" by my daughter and her friend David

Meet my daughter Deanna and her friend David ~ a two-man band called "Fiesta Hat with Your Name on It".

Fiesta Hat with your Name on It ~ they picked this name because they wanted to be free to have fun with their music. Funny thing is they have not played any Spanish song so far!

Both David and Deanna play acoustic guitar covering popular songs that they and their friends like: Taylor Swift's "Forever and Always", "Bring It" (Snakes on a Plane), Here Comes the Sun, In My Life...

So far, though, their most applauded performances have been Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance".

They won first prize at their high school talent show performing "Bad Romance: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4s1n2Hh0K9I

They were asked to play at the school rally the day after the talent show:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxheOhK6Iic

The amazing thing is that David has not had any formal guitar training and Deanna self-taught herself how to sing. They both see music as a natural means for self-expression and it just shows. They are superstars in their own environment, and it's wonderful to watch the unfurling of their potentials.

Check them out on their Facebook Fan Page:  http://www.facebook.com/fiestahatmusic

Perspective

My daughter and the Bermuda sand ~

Holding the world in her hand

The Love I Found

Head to head  ~  heart to heart ~ when will I find my true love?

It was the day before Valentine's Day and I was busy feeling sorry for myself, wondering when love will find me again. I mean real love - love from a real human being, that is, not someone from my imagination. One who is crazy about me. One whom I love and respect. One who shares my spiritualism and understands my hope and dreams.

Well, I know that I am loved by a lot of wonderful people. My family. My friends. My daughter. My colleagues at work. But I'm thinking about that special someone. I mean: "The One".

When will he be here? When will he arrive with open arms, showering me with hugs and kisses, keeping my bed warm at night, greeting me with the morning sunshine, loving me with the same passion as his love of humanity. But staying. Committing. Celebrating our attachment. Not hinting to leave. And being there - no matter what. And definitely, not needing a button to push in order to love me.

Of course I realize that I am being too idealistic. Afterall, what human can possibly satisfy all my idealism and dreams?

It all seems so hopeless. I'm hopeless. So, I should just focus on growing gracefully into a lonely old maid...

Then an encouraging message came from a good friend. A message unlike the many I've received before. Though the words ring a familiar tone. Supportive. Positive. Encouraging. There is a marked difference... This time, somehow I finally listen. I finally understand.

"Felicia, you are yourself endless LOVE. You really are. The love you seek is YOU yourself...please Make no mistake. You are endless ........ "

I took me a little time to really digest the message. I was trying to understand the context of the message. I asked what actions had I taken, what behaviors had I exhibited to qualify for such a status? How? How have I been "endless love"?

Then I remembered how I have been. A constant drive to reach out to spread message of love and hope to others. How I love my family. The compassion I have for those suffering. How I respect others' rights. The sacrifices I make for my daughter. The genuine caring I give to my friends. My sensitivity to others' feelings. How I refuse to take advantage of anyone. How I love my work, earning my keep, taking care of my daughter. How I embrace my responsibilities. How I rather spend a lonely Friday night than to give someone false hope. How I still care deeply for the one lacking the loving button...

I then realize that it is true. I AM. LOVE. No need to keep searching. I've found that love from within, and it is a wonderful gift. And I am blessed.

If you are reading this. I hope that you too, have found the love within. And your loving will give you strength. Remember... YOU. ARE. LOVE. I hope by revealing my vulnerabilities I can help you see that deep down we are all vulnerable - no matter how strong we appear in the public view. But it is okay to be vulnerable. Because it is our vulnerability that gives us our humanity. It is our vulnerability that will lead us to LOVE.

~ There is no remedy for love but to love more. - Henry David Thoreau

I dedicate this post to my special friend who gave me the gift of realizing that I am LOVE. For this special gift, I am eternally grateful. Namaste.

A Little Haiku Here and There...

I watched as God painted a new day ~ and fell in love all anew.

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A layer of blue ~ colors the mystic white clouds ~ Who is the artist? #sky

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Lingering in bed ~ awaiting special signal ~ Sunlight through window #sunrise

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Twinkle in your eyes ~ melted my heart with your smiles ~ when you were just five. #forbaby

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Sleep calling my name ~ sweet dreams beckoning my soul ~ you be my pillow? #sleep

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Images flickering ~ Actors and the Scenes ~ 'Twas me and you. #remminiscence

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A sad melody ~ is it not our hearts aching ~ time to say goodbye. #goodbye

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Such a lovely glow ~ with beauty that warms the soul ~ she wears happiness. #happiness

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Time to say goodbye ~ let good memories remain ~ 'twas all but a dream. #goodbye

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My heart was once young ~ fresh as Pink Breath of Heaven~ my heart was once young. #youth #spring

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Anticipating ~ my knight in shining armour ~ in 2013 #anticipation

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With his brillant smile ~ he walked with me by my side ~ the sun in the sky #myfirsthaiku

"I Believe"

"I Believe" ♫

I believe for every drop of rain that falls

A flower grows,

I believe that somewhere in the darkest night

A candle glows,

I believe for everyone who goes astray,

Someone will come to show the way,

I believe, I believe.

I believe above the storm a smallest prayer

Will still be heard,

I believe that someone in the great somewhere

Hears every word,

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry,

Or touch a leaf, or see the sky,

Then I know why,

I believe.

Every time I hear a newborn baby cry,

Or touch a leaf, or see the sky,

Then I know why,

I believe.

Sunshine Inspiration

Vibrant pastel blue ~ melted white marshmallow swirls ~ my cup of sunshine.