The past lives

Here is a song for Abby:

Angel by Sarah Maclachlan,

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

Abby the maltese dog is probably an angel now in heaven looking down as she was an angel back then before she died that lasted on this earth for almost 17 years… She reminds us still of what good in this world can bring all of us. She was the bitch of all bitches the female dog of all female dogs. Long live Abby’s Spirit! Take life now and ride it in the wind because you know ABBY the maltese dog is watching every move you make from the heaven’s above. She is even watching every one sleep in their beds now… She is a guardian for all…!

Here is a song for my grandfather, David Rosenheck:

Clocks strikes upon the hour
And the sun begins to fade
Still enough time to figure out
How to chase my blues away
Ive done alright up til now
Its the light of day that shows me how
And when the night falls loneliness calls

Chorus:
Oh! wanna dance with somebody
I wanna feel the heat with somebody
Yeah! wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me

Ive been in love and lost my senses
Spinning through the town
Soon or later the fever ends
And I wind up feeling down
I need a man wholl take a chance
On a love that burns hot enough to last
So when the night falls
My lonely heart calls

My grandfather loved to dance and would dance all sorts of dances dragging my dear old grandma eve everywhere from merengue to tango to salsa to anything you can think of dancing. He was also ambidextrus which is remarkable too because I am too. My grandpa dave would probably be proud of me with I am doing with my life now especially because I am doing my passions in life and not just doing any old job that people would be miserable with. I am doing my passions in the medical field in echocardiography and vascular ultrasound especially since my special interest when I was younger was learning more and more about the circulatory system, MY FAVE! My grandpa always enjoyed learning new things and when my grandma eve told me that he was a writer/poet too I got all feeling geez, that is where I got it from. My hero! Anyway, He was g-d’s precious gift and I hope I make him proud up in heaven wherever he is now. I hope I continue to make him proud… Dance up storm now Grandpa! My latin friends would have loved to dance with you probably… Someday when I am old and grey like he was, I will look back and wonder to myself GEEZ, I made a difference!

Finally to my Grandmother Elaine Ross, Here is a song for her:

(Whispered) Let me be your hero

Would you dance if I asked you to dance?
Would you run and never look back
Would you cry if you saw me crying
Would you save my soul tonight?

Would you tremble if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh oh please tell me these
Now would you die for the one you love?
Hold me in your arms tonight?

(Chorus)
I can be you hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away

Would you swear that you’ll always be mine?
Would you lie would you run away
Am I in to deep?
Have I lost my mind?
I don’t care you’re here tonight

Chorus

I just want to hold you (2x)
Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?
Well I don’t care you’re here tonight
You can take my breath my breath away
I can be your hero

This song kind of reflects about my grandma elaine because she was a very positive influential person in a lot of people’s lives because she endured so much strength and kindness inside of her. I am sure she would be very proud of me too.

SNUFFY, BUFFY, PEPIPTO, POPOROACHO, FAT GUY, BARBARIAN, ROSS

His song could be this:

Joe Esposito’s song in Karate Kid Part I:

Try to be best
‘Cause you’re only a man
And a man’s gotta learn to take it

Try to believe
Though the going gets rough
That you gotta hang tough to make it

History repeats itself
Try and you’ll succeed

Never doubt that you’re the one
And you can have your dreams!

You’re the best!
Around!
Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down
You’re the Best!
Around!
Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down
You’re the Best!
Around!
Nothing’s gonna ever keep you dow-ow-ow-ow-own

Fight ‘til the end
Cause your life will depend
On the strength that you have inside you

Ah you gotta be proud
starin’ out in the cloud
When the odds in the game defy you

Try your best to win them all
and one day time will tell
when you’re the one that’s standing there
you’ll reach the final bell!

INSPIRING GUITAR SOLO

Fight ‘til you drop
never stop
can’t give up
Til you reach the top (FIGHT!)
you’re the best in town (FIGHT!)
Listen to that sound
A little bit of all you got
Can never bring you down

You’re the best!
Around!
Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down
You’re the Best!
Around!

Anyway, these songs relate well to all these past lives that meant something in this world…

Tying it all together so people understand is that you must have guts, be a hero with positive energy, be creative and willing learn anything new, and to be an angel all in one in order to be a success in the world. From Snuffy to Grandma Elaine to Grandpa Dave to Abby the maltese dog. (by the way snuffy is Snuffy the Bishon Frise and Sebastian the Yorkie I remember bits and pieces of my own memories cause he died when I was 1 and 1/2 years old ) .

Anyway, live life with Love and compassion and never let that give way from what you want to do… ‘Cause that is exactly what I do.

Speak of the night, I gotta go post more,

Out, J

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Expressing Myself In More Ways Than One – A Blog by Jason Ross

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