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Reaching Around the World, Around the Clock

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American Indian Christmas by Miss Jana Mashonee

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!

As we enter the Christmas season of 2018 Cliff Harrison at WordPress presents our longtime favorite Christmas singer, the beautiful and talented Native American Miss Jana Mashonee with her American Indian Christmas album, a collection of many Christmas songs sang in several different Native American languages and voices. The link connects you to our longstanding Jana Mashonee page on our flagship site that also presents many extra Jana Mashonee music videos in additions to her Christmas songs.

Escape into Jana Mashonee’s world and relax and enjoy!

Merry Christmas everybody! Peace to the world!

AMERICAN INDIAN CHRISTMAS
American Indian Christmas

Jana Mashonee – Amazing Grace (Sung in Lumbee)

Jana Mashonee – Little Drummer Boy (San Juan Tewa Pueblo)

Also linked is another Jana Mashonee page we feature, American Indian Story. It presents 10 video songs from her album, each presenting stories about American Indians in her voice. Follow the instructions on the page to hear all of her songs.

AMERICAN INDIAN STORIES
American Indian Stories

Jana Mashonee – The Sacred Gifts of Mother Earth (American Indian Stories 1 of 10.)

Freedom and independence begin in America with the soaring of the Eagle, the Guardian of Liberty and Justice.

KN-C25669 12 December 1962 President and Mrs. Kennedy pose in front of the White House Christmas Tree during the Staff Christmas Reception. White House, Entrance Hall. Photograph by Robert Knudsen, White House, in the John F. Kennedy Presidential Library and Museum, Boston.


Imaginary Friends of Peace, Harmony & Sanctuary

The Human Brain

The Human Brain

As we enter a forever more turbulent world, encountering the evil forces that destroys our peace, we must find alternatives for a sanctuary.

An overload of negative news, division, war, hatred and disgusting abuses of other human beings, dilution of diversity, an increase in uniformity, a loss of individualism and a rise in conformity, failed leadership and aspirations, a delusion of the American Dream, of our dreams, of Freedom & Independence, we must seek the tranquility of solitude, the serenity of imagination, to create a world in the depth of our mind that as creators of imaginary worlds and imaginary friends

The amity of life in the distant dimension of the mind, one’s own field of creativity, the fertile cells that stimulate worth add purpose. Somewhere in the depth of that vast cerebrum so small, yet filled with more creativity than all the universe, are the solutions to every problem in the cosmos. Stuffed inside that little object that is your brain is vast storage systems as intense as the solar system, yet so slightly tapped. Not even an iota of its volume has been mined. Only you can mine your own mind.

Tapping deep into the imagination, tooling the lexical components of language, a writer creates his or her own composition like a musician assembles notes, beats, meters, keys, dynamics, harmony, melody, rhythm and whole bunch of other stuff that makes the final creation pleasant for us to listen to. I don’t know about you, but I rely on music heavily during my periods of writing. Music gives me mood, and launches the spaceship of creativity and opens the frontiers of imagination into distant dimensions. Dimensions that only the mind’s eye can see and the inner voice can speak. It’s the place where some souls think we are foolish or dreamers and unproductive to their standards or worst, insane, but they are kind and sometimes keep their opinions to themselves, locked away from their voice box. Ah, but as writers, we all understand exactly what other writers are going through, what they try to convey when they speak of writers’ life. It’s a mystery no wise detective has yet solved on why we do it, what motivates us and exactly where we get our ideas from. Our ideas rain down upon us and turns our minds into the plush, lush, fields of soft green meadows with bunny rabbits hopping when not nibbling on yummy clover, butterflies floating effortlessly above or at night, the lightning bugs under the moon, and imaginary friends dotting the landscape to paint the picture we transfer into words. Stories.

Every movie has a soundtrack and most writers write as if a movie is playing in their head and they try to capture those butterflies of ideas and translate them into words. Harder than it is imagined. At least in the smooth movie-flow.

There are an unlimited number of mediating music videos you can listen to on YouTube. You can select other music as well, if it helps you in your creative writing. Many of the mediation videos are 3 hours long and then there are those mixes that are even longer providing nonstop music. Plenty more than you’ll ever need to get yourself in the writing and creative mood, to get your literary juices flowing.

The elements of writing is the same, yet different for each of us who hold a pen as the most valuable tool in the world and paper our greatest treasure. Sure, in this modern world we use computers and word processors, and all the technology that advanced life can supply us, but we all share that high-quality time once in a while with the good old-fashion pen and paper. It makes us feel… well, alive and creative. Some do and some don’t. There are dreamers and there are doers. But it doesn’t really matter. We strive to make today better than yesterday and no one, but no one is going to read this until it if picture perfect. Some of us can write a darn good book in a month, others take a lifetime before they finish their project. Some never see their project through. No one ever reads its but them. We ask ourselves, why is something so easy, so hard? Why does it take so long to get it right? Maybe that answer is locked deep in the mind where the wilderness journey takes us on those moments of adventure with our imaginary friends. Maybe there is a sliver of remedy in an iota of mindset that we walked past a dozen, maybe a hundred times and never once saw it before. We have to look. Search deeper. The cerebrum journey where ideas and creativity are buried like treasure waiting to be discovered. It’s so near, yet so distant. It is like being on the moon, yet being at the farthest distant of the galaxy. It is within your reach. Just put on your cerebrum spacesuit and travel where only you can go, where no other human being can journey.

The gatekeeper of ideas and creativity is between your ears. Listen to meditation music while emptying your mind of disturbing thoughts, interrupting communications and negative visions that take you away from creativity and replace those negatives with a creativity-tapping mediation of deep mind exploration and harvesting.

Solitude. Atmosphere of your environment. A good pair of headphones. Mediation music. Maybe even a glass of your favorite wine. Your pen and paper, or word processor while you type like a pianist and create the melody of your words and lexicon that you structure into a language that become literature.

It is there that a writer walks through the deep forest of his or her own mind and ventures through a virgin wilderness of untapped discoveries to harvest the precious ideas of an imaginary world that one day might become reality. The journey beyond the boundaries of common sanity, the place only other writers can understand the description made by a fellow lexicologist in his work of expanding lexicons.

The crafter of words, the blending of language, linguistics and labor of lexicologists, lexicons and literature, the art of craft.

When the author provides the lexicographer with more words to add to his dictionary an accomplished writer is finished, the project complete.

Let music help turn your words into a melody.

Image of brain from: wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain


Goodbye, Joey

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Goodbye, Joey!

That awful time has come when a wonderful lady, Joey Feek, says goodbye to her love ones. There isn’t enough room for the tears to fill the Atlantic or enough words in the dictionary to express the sorrow of Joey’s imminent passing. Goodbye, Joey. Prayers for you and your family. Life wasn’t fair to you. Or your babies. But your strength has fortified our strength and a part of you will live on within us….forever, even when you’re gone.

This Life I Live

One Last Kiss

When I am Gone

Amazing Grace

The Final Goodbye…
In The Time That You Gave Me


Be Someone’s Flashlight

Lyrics To Flashlight
http://lyrics.wikia.com/wiki/Jessie_J:Flashlight

With the Beautiful and Talented Samantha Harvey from the United Kingdom
https://video.flas1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/hvideo-xfp1/v/t42.1790-2/11691828_406127816241316_154114517_n.mp4?efg=eyJybHIiOjUxNiwicmxhIjo1MTJ9&rl=516&vabr=287&oh=3f77f904d1ce9bbe2e8a4c7997ff8fbd&oe=55C5D889