English Holly
NOËL NOUVELET — Jeff Smallman –Canadian H.S. Chior
4mion. 09sec.

Maddie chose POSSESSIONS AND THE POSSESSED for our Christmas Day music theme. Maddie says “LET THE POSSIBILITIES MANIFEST”.
In the Spirit of Maddie’s Christmas theme I am making efforts to suppress my Scroogish nature. Energy has become my dearest coin, and I have become miserly in it’s expenditure. So:
My finite energy is being redirected. I am posting this now, December 22, and will mostly be away from the computer until sometime after Christmas.
Music can be a means to guide attention, communicate with or without words and a means to transcend and sometimes escape, also a guiding path to follow back to home, to center.



In keeping with moving away from materialism is this song from Walela.
4min. 24sec.

For too many of us “The Wolf” is howling at our doors. We who have doors and rooves are fortunate, there many human beings who must face the weather without. Please remember those without family, and those without homes, and those who live on the edge, and all of the children
Villancico Riu Riu Chiu — Kalenda Maya.
3min. 31sec.

IS THERE A PLACE FOR US? — Mychael Danna — The Nativity OST
2min. 09sec.

3min. 24sec.

3min. 40sec.

SILENT NIGHT — Celtic Women — Maev
3min. 30sec.

THE NATIVITY — Hans Zimmer — Lorne Balfe  — Lisa Gerrard — The Bible OST

Blagoslovi, Dushe Moya –Praise The Lord  Сергей Рахманинов Министерство культуры СССР камерного хора.
9min. 10sec.

MADIE: 1EarthUnited
LISA: Part I: Music Theme – …  PartII:  Lisa
JOHNNY: Music Theme – Possessions And The Possessed | johnny ojanpera

THE ILLUSION December 20, 2014
Johnny has chosen RACE AGAINST TIME as the music theme for January 1, 2015

ANTANYA:  Antanya In The Fog
SACRA –Apocalyptica –7th Symphony Written by Eicca Toppinen and Mikko Sirén — Peltoniemen Hintrikin Suruarssi
4min. 16sec.

THE MOTHER — Xavier Rudd
3min. 16sec.

English Holly


HUNGER — Njalkemme — Music Themes

It was my turn to choose the Music Theme for this week. The theme is HUNGER.

I decided to limit myself a few longings that cannot be satisfied by ordinary means. Two questions I posed to myself:

What of HUNGER cannot be eased or satisfied by ordinary means?

What longings so ache within as to become HUNGER?
Maddie has chosen MEDITATION for next week.  “I’ll go with Meditation as next week’s theme. Seems appropriate as I’ll be in meditation for 2 days at the Gyokusenji Monastery in Sendai, prayer for world peace practice. Much Love♥”
Who does not HUNGER for home, idealized in memory or through anticipation? Is a warm and secure sense of belonging, of being cared for and caring in return, that perhaps never existed, still HUNGERED for, as for sustenance when there is none?
MEHRNOUSH — Zaubersprueche — Faun
4MIN. 20SEC.

In einem dunklen Tal
lag jüngst ich träumend nieder,
da sah ich einen Strahl
von meiner Heimat wieder.

Auf morgenroter Au´
war Vaters Haus gelegen,
wie war der Himmel blau,
die Flur wie reich an Segen!

Wie war mein Heimatland
voll Gold und Rosenhelle!
Doch bald der Traum verschwandt,
Schmerz trat an seine Stelle.

Da irrt´ ich weit hinaus
ins öde Land voll Sehnen,
noch irr´ich, such´das Haus
und find´es nicht vor Tränen.
Who Hungers to fly with the eagles? To soar above the clouds, to be borne aloft, removed from small cares and troubles, free, flying on wings of light? Though we human beings cannot fly with feathers, we can fly with awareness and light.
FLY LIKE AN EAGLE — Gila  Antara
4min.  56sec.

Does the human spirit starve without illusion? Is the intense HUNGER for the ideal only a dream of illusions? Is hope an illusion? Can we act purely because it is right to do so, or is courage starved by the HUNGER for hope?
STARVATION — Illusions — Thomas Bergersen
4min. 27sec.

Is there a HUNGER for expression? Is it the HUNGER to have voice? Is the creative urge a means to express still other HUNGERS?
“…. I am the voice of your HUNGER and pain …”
I AM THE VOICE — Celtic Women — Alex Sharpe
3min. 13sec.

Does everyone HUNGER for love in the autumn, as the days wane and darkness lingers? Is love in autumn different from love in the other seasons of the year? Does each season of love have its own special expression? Is love never expressed, actually love? Or is it only HUNGER? IS all love expressed in the same manner?

Does everyone HUNGER for love through out all of the changing seasons of life? Are the fires of love a HUNGER that is banked in some seasons and burning in others?

In the autumn of life, is the HUNGER for lost loves and loves that never came to be, a Hunger that can never be soothed? In the autumn of life is it too late for a grand amour passionné? Does this HUNGER pass?

In the autumn of life there is an aching HUNGER for love that is just as intense in its anguishing loss as any youthful desires, yet unfulfilled.
AUTUMN LOVE –Thomas Bergersen
3min. 50sec.

I have been told that the HUNGER for power is the most insatiable of all addictive HUNGERS.
Not all entities that experience this HUNGER are human beings.
REALM OF POWER — 2 Steps From Hell
4min. 21sec.

EVA:   Hunger ~ It Comes In Many Packages
JOHNNY:   Music Theme – Hunger | johnny ojanpera
MADDIE:  ♪Hunger – Music Themes
WILLOW:     http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2014/10/23/music-themes-hunger/
When all is HUNGER, when there is nothing but HUNGER, no food, no warmth, no love, no hope, what is left? Only starvation, there is only the HUNGER. Have you ever been close to starvation, so that all was the HUNGER?
Njalkemme — Garmarna
5 min. 3sec.
Njalkemme (Samic or Soumi) = HUNGER
“Lastemååjegeh jeenjesh sjidteme Njaalkeme stuerebe enn åvtesne Moereh aajngesem steerieh, jaamah jïh gahtjah Almetje goh snöölhke mah tjelmehts sjidteme Njaalkemem lea dïhte maam manne damtam Njaalkeme bijre jarka Translation (English): Njaalkeme/Hunger — There are so many caterpillers Hunger, greater now than ever The trees hold their breath, die and fall Man is like a blinded wolf Hunger is all I feel Hunger everywhere” Translation offered by vereno1986 on You Tube.

I Am The Voice of Freedom

I hear your voice on the wind
And I hear you call out my name

“Listen, my child,” you say to me
“I am the voice of your history
Be not afraid, come follow me
Answer my call, and I’ll set you free”

I am the voice in the wind
and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice, I will remain

I am the voice in the fields
when the summer’s gone
The dance of the leaves
when the autumn winds blow
Ne’er do I sleep thoughout
all the cold winter long
I am the force
that in springtime will grow

I am the voice of the past
that will always be
Filled with my sorrow and blood
in my fields
I am the voice of the future,
bring me your peace
Bring me your peace,
and my wounds, they will heal…

I am the voice in the wind
and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice

I am the voice of the past
that will always be
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice of the future
I am the voice, I am the voice
I am the voice, I am the voice