Teri's Wavelength

ITS NEVER TOO LATE……TO MAKE PLANS, TO SAY YOU ARE SORRY, SLOW DOWN LOOK AROUND FEEL YOUR HEART. FIND THE PEOPLE AND THINGS THAT YOU LOVE. CARE FOR THEM………LOOK AT NATURE NOTHING STAYS THE SAME. WHY SHOULD YOU…..USE CHANGE WISELY. LIKE A SPORTING CHAMPION, CHANGE A LOSING GAME KEEP THE THINGS THAT MATTER. LOSE THE THINGS THAT DON’T SET SOME GOALS START AFREISH FALL IN LOVE, MAKE FRIENDS, WRITE A POEM TO START ANEW LISTEN TO YOUR HEART. TO LIVE FOR TODAY, TO LET YOURSELF BE HAPPY, TO START TO KNOW YOURSELF, TO SAY I LOVE YOU, TO TELL THE TRUTH, TO MAKE A CHOICE, TO SAY WHAT YOU MEAN.

EMPRESS, LOVE IS A MOMENT AND A LIVITY TIME. IT IS LOOKING AT YOU. ACROSS A ROOM AND FEELING THAT IF I DON’T SPEND THE REST OF I LIVITY WITH YOU, I WLL HAVE MISSED JAH BOAT. EMPRESS LOVE IS WORKING TOGETHER, LAUGHING TOGETHER, GROWING TOGETHER. IT IS RESPECT FOR EACH OTHER AND THE PEOPLE EACH CARES ABOUT, LOVE IS WANTING TO SHOUT FROM THE ROOFTOPS, LOVE IS WANTING TO WIPE AWAY THE TEARS WHEN FAILURE COMES, LOVE IS LIKING THE FEEL OF EACH OTHER. IT IS WANTING TO HAVE CHILDREN TOGETHER BECAUSE THEY ARE THE EXCLAMATION POINT OF LOVE. LOVE IS LAUGHTER IN THE MIDDLE OD A QUARREL. CRY YOUR SELF A RIVER I AM CLOSE BY

WHEN INI WALK THROUGH A DARK VALLEY, NO FEAR SHALL GRIP INI SOUL. WHEN INI CLIMB A STEEP MOUNTAIN, HIS HAND WILL NOT LET GO, RASTA WHEN THERE IS A DEEP NEED IN INI LIVITY….THERE IS GRACE. WHEN THERE IS A GREAT NEED….THERE IS GREAT GRACE. RASTA WHEN THERE IS NEED, UPON NEED, UPON NEED…..THERE IS GRACE, UPON GRACE, UPON GRACE

RASTA EDUCATE YOUR SOUL, ANCHOR YOUR SOUL, ENLARGE YOUR SOUL YOU DECIDE IT’S TIME TO MAKE THE DECISION TO MOVE ON FROM YOUR HANG-UPS. NO MORE EXCUSES, REFUSE TO TRANSFER BLAME OR TO DENY PERSONAL ACCOUNTABILITY, BUILD YOUR HOPE INTO YOUR LIVITY AND ANCHOR YOUR SOUL, STOP LOOKING FOR EXCUSES FOR WHO YOU ARE AND WHERE YOU ARE. YOUR FUTURE IS IN YOUR OWN HANDS, REMEMBER YOUR DREAM WILL SET THE STAGE FOR YOUR LIVITY

It’s almost amazing that wikipedia still notes the biggest band ever to come from Wisconsin as the Violent Femmes, that was 40 years ago.

In October Many years back on a warm day I drove in my white convertible with my top down from Appleton Wisconsin to a Milwaukee recording studio with my husband Tim Dorsey.

When we arrived I was sucked into the waitin room by cosmic energy from Talkin Heads guitar player, I sat next to him while he practiced for his session. His hair was black and pointed. I melted in the the couch and could feel my body slide nearer to him. I grabbed a few pillows and scrunched up trying to not to creep down too close. 

I could hear echoes escaping from studio doors opening. My eyes followed bare feet on the wood floors, I looked up and it was the violent Femmes rushin to get dressed in their costumes to perform at an annual Halloween festival.  I loved their show of spooky attire.

I needed some air and so did my new friend from Talking Heads. So we hopped into my convertible to get cigs and drinks. For just a moment I realized I was part of music magic.

When I got back I opened the studio door to join Tims party ware they were cooken up a spicy tune. Tim was recording vocals for a project with Darrell Stuermer from Milwaukee who was Phil Collins Guitar player from Genisis.

I will never forget that dreamy day hangin on a couch with the Talking Heads and exploring the Violent Femmes. Years have past and Tim always enjoyed getting  calls to perform or record with Darrell Stuermer, Music waves are a force that moves us back and forth to each other to create rythym for groovy  people on this earth.

Artist Deloris De Velde

My breath passes into caverns filled with fluid mixing life.
I am created every new day by the hands of peace and strife.

Through the silence I float, my flesh is dressed and left behind.
Secret energy moves me towards the mysteries of the blind.

I can feel my soaring wings disappear as I pass into warm light;
Awakened in my body, beautifully made by God who gives sight.

If I was yours would you hold me close so I don’t fade away;
protect my heart from your private creatures everyday?

If I was yours would you shine your warm light upon my horizon;
capture the storms in your hands to later give them to the son?

If I was yours would you lead me across the land;
guide me through the valleys of shadows and sand?

If I was yours would you touch me like a wave over and over;
awaken my longing and being only for you my lover

As I strum my guitar love is played through each string
strum strum strum
beautiful music is
played played played
with fingers full of
love love love.
As I fit my arms comfortably
around the curves of my guitar,
I am at peace