BajaNomad - Open invitation to my Baja Nomad friends...

Open invitation to my Baja Nomad friends...

RandyMacSC/SO - 4-16-2005 at 05:16 AM

Nothing travels faster than the speed of light with the possible exception of good news, which obeys its own special laws of the infinite of possibility in the universe, within a universe.
Douglas Adams, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"
Something he said to me and I never forgot.

SO, today, was the happiest day in my life.

8. Be honest and say what you mean, mean what you say.
I finally asked her to dance after 32 years, as her radiant smile was too much for me to resist on my 47th birth celebration year (two days early) in this material plain, as, smarter conversations are fuelled by smiles and goodwill, and smiles are free to give if someone needs one, two or more if I have an endless supply where they came from, and she will have all that I have to give, as they cost nothing to produce, as they are my gift of tought from my heart to hers.

Thanks Natalie Anne and others, as I needed a big wake up call. Big hug for you for inspiring me to do what I should have done for myself long ago. 32 years to be exact, but, no time like the present. Go for it RandyMac.

9. Karma is key. RandyMac, you can and will as you have been nobaly inspired.

You already know that RandyMac. Or you're stupid. No middle ground on this one, sorry mac.

10. Listen and shhhhh. Tongues are dumber than brains, brains are dumber than ears, etcetera. : If a CEO of his own destiny can see his company as primarily an idea amplier, then woooh. Forget the work tonight as finding and allowing the vision of true beauty to enter your heart again, is as it should be, to be happy with wo you want to be with, as it doesn't require molecules, it never did. What it requires is something worth believing in and loving for, and Lois is SO SO beautiful a person, SO I just asked her to dance and it is amazing what transpired tonight. Wooooow...

I'm a work in progress and a quandry and I'll keep checking back for tweaks, new thoughts etc on my favorite BN message board and my clue train of course, hence I kicked my noodle into gear before it froze up on me again, for good, and Lois said yes, and we plan to be in the Baja next year, and I do hope you will attend...

Our plans are to celebrate a true happiness, together, to just be happy to let the cards fall where they will, as there is no place that we can think of that would be rather be, for more fun to be, is a plan, and where we have both met good nobale people, is the right choice, and Playa El Requeson seems like a wonderful plan for us...

Just hope I make it that far... cause she is such a beautiful wonderful pretty lady that I admire and love SO SO much...

Might need a few best Baja Nomads to be present... to be witness... to this spiral of life event... in the vast universal we call life.

RandyMac
happy happy happy happy man... :biggrin:

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RandyMacSC/SO - 4-16-2005 at 05:40 AM

Learn from the past, set vivid, detailed goals for the future, and live in the only moment of time over which you have any control: now.

the poem
THE INTERVIEW WITH GOD
I dreamed I had an interview with God.
?So you would like to interview me?? God asked.
?If you have the time? I said.
God smiled. ?My time is eternity.?
?What questions do you have in mind for me??
?What surprises you most about humankind??
God answered...
?That they get bored with childhood,
they rush to grow up, and then
long to be children again.?
?That they lose their health to make money...
and then lose their money to restore their health.?
?That by thinking anxiously about the future,
they forget the present,
such that they live in neither
the present nor the future.?
"That they live as if they will never die,
and die as though they had never lived.?
God?s hand took mine
and we were silent for a while.
And then I asked...
?As a parent, what are some of life?s lessons
you want your children to learn??
?To learn they cannot make anyone
love them. All they can do
is let themselves be loved.?
?To learn that it is not good
to compare themselves to others.?
?To learn to forgive
by practicing forgiveness.?
?To learn that it only takes a few seconds
to open profound wounds in those they love,
and it can take many years to heal them.?
?To learn that a rich person
is not one who has the most,
but is one who needs the least.?
?To learn that there are people
who love them dearly,
but simply have not yet learned
how to express or show their feelings.?
?To learn that two people can
look at the same thing
and see it differently.?
?To learn that it is not enough that they
forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves.?
"Thank you for your time," I said humbly.
"Is there anything else
you would like your children to know?"
God smiled and said,
?Just know that I am here... always.?
-author unknown

Thanks and now I know who I want and need to be with most before I... SO happy for this conversation today as today is the happiuest day of the rest of my life... celtic music in the background and I can and will dance and dance and dance with my lady in this 47 year in this universe..

RandyMacSC/SO - 4-16-2005 at 05:47 AM

- Parallel Dreams (1989):

SAMAIN NIGHT (4:27)????

Words and music by Loreena McKennitt

When the moon on a cloud cast night
Hung above the tree tops' height
You sang me of some distant past
That made my heart beat strong and fast
Now I know I'm home at last

You offered me an eagle's wing
That to the sun I might soar and sing
And if I heard the owl's cry
Into the forest I would fly
And in its darkness find you by.

And so our love's not a simple thing
Nor our truths unwavering
But like the moon's pull on the tide
Our fingers touch our hearts collide
I'll be a moonsbreath by your side
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Oh My Lady... My Lady of Shalott... I Love U SO...

RandyMacSC/SO - 4-16-2005 at 06:01 AM

On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro' the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott.
Only reapers, reaping early,
In among the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower'd Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers 'tis the fairy
The Lady of Shalott.
There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay,
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady of Shalott.
And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.
There she sees the highway near
Winding down to Camelot;
And sometimes thro' the mirror blue
The Knights come riding two and two.
She hath no loyal Knight and true,
The Lady Of Shalott.
But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror's magic sights,
For often thro' the silent nights
A funeral, with plumes and lights
And music, went to Camelot;
Or when the Moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
I am half sick of shadows, said
The Lady Of Shalott.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley sheaves,
The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode back to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
he flashed into the crystal mirror,
Tirra Lirra, by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces taro' the room,
She saw the water-lily bloom,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
She looked down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror cracked from side to side;
The curse is come upon me, cried
The Lady of Shalott.
In the stormy east-wind straining,
The pale yellow woods were waning,
The broad stream in his banks complaining.
Heavily the low sky raining
Over towered Camelot;
Down she came and found a boat
Beneath a willow left afloat,
And round about the prow she wrote
The Lady of Shalott
And down the river's dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance -
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shalott.
Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
Till her blood was frozen slowly,
And her eyes were darkened wholly,
Turn'd to towered Camelot.
For ere she reach'd upon the tide
The first house by the water-side,
Singing in her song she died,
The Lady of Shalott.
Under tower and balcony,
By garden-wall and gallery,
A gleaming shape she floated by,
Dead-pale between the houses high,
Silent into Camelot.
Out upon the wharfs they came,
Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame,
And round the prow they read her name,
The Lady of Shalott.
Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the Knights at Camelot;
But Lancelot mused a little space
He said, She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.

With a positive attitude Lois we can and will find the right way around topes of life put in our way to slow us down to test our presence of mind to be in the now, as today is the a day to live and let live... Oh my beautiful lady...

No matter where I am, there I am... and you are here and me too...
so sO SO please you said yes...

Shhhh... sleep and rest you have tomorrow not all in one day as it is a big day ahead of you RandyMac... and again again and again. smiling each day of life ...

My Lady of Shalott...

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have you tried Sanka?

capt. mike - 4-16-2005 at 06:12 AM

:lol:

Screaming lid damage... and I do remember...

RandyMacSC/SO - 4-16-2005 at 06:19 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by capt. mike
:lol:

Coffee puts me to sleep. and I'll get enough sleep when I die, SO I live... Maybe I sould try it out? Sounds like a plan Capt - Mike. Why not?

Never thought to ask Lois if she gets the smiles screams smiles in small planes? Especially the mile high over cactus by the millions and all that beauty... :biggrin:

Window curtain 4 u, or too tight a space?

Will have to ask her tomorrow if she likes small planes and I know we can trust the funny man who flies it all over the finger of heaven cause u tell great stories ... and I hear u never have to look in the rear view mirror Mike to see where they heck we are going when it's with C.M's.S.A.

soft landings permitted. always expected. but never as much fun as a screaming eagle in the desert sun. :biggrin:

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Bruce R Leech - 4-16-2005 at 06:47 AM

Ill be a witness for you any day RandyMac.

Congratulations.

banana cream pie now that makes me wonder... lo lo do u...

RandyMacSC/SO - 4-16-2005 at 07:28 AM

like banana cream pie - well if SO I just happen to know the secret to the world's best magical mystical pie plate mystery recipe in the world. :saint:

SO his name: Bruce. banana cream pie man? PI? okay El Requeson is real close to Mulege SO...maybe 37 kms there plus 37 there and well be real close to the banana cream pie kindom and the king and queen. Now that makes me wonder?

:lol:

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Bruce R Leech - 4-16-2005 at 07:42 AM

just let me know when you will be here and your pie will be waiting. :tumble:

bow and arrow?

RandyMacSC/SO - 4-16-2005 at 01:33 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Bruce R Leech
just let me know when you will be here and your pie will be waiting. :tumble:

Of thank heaven for a hunk of Mulege and heaven. Thanx Bruce, give the source to your real secret cause I hear it's the best in all the universe ya know. A Little birdy told me SO. And my friend Denbob put it in his songs about you girl

She is an archer, just like Joan of Arc. No BC pie cappers with her. can't run with pie in eye, and don't have to worry about those cubacabera now, even if they sneek out in Baja anytime at night or day cause the ARC is now on the game. Learned about compound bows last night as if back in the age of the round table in days of Vortegon and Merlin. Now that's another plan. A castle made in the moon light,sand and heaven and rain. What more could a man ask for, except another piece of pie dear, cause it's all a part of heaven I hear Bruce, and dancing in the Baja rain...

:coolup:

just a muskateer that loves the Baja, WBBCPR, sleeping on the playa, hiking the Sierras, snorkeling, venturing, explorering, and meeting all the best people who know a real secret about this big ball that we are hitching a ride on, and what happens when it rains. Green flash before noche.

It's 8 seconds for a ray of sunshine to hit this earth to keep all things alive and last night just one millisecond for me when I saw her big huge magical mystical incredible beautiful smile.

And Texas, we must go to Texas after to visit and sing with the Skeetster from Loreto, can't forget that. She can sing and she rides mechanical bulls too, and has a good friend in Texas. All the fun things to do in life before one goes puffff into the starry sky.

Tis time I let th real magic be my guide, cause there is nothing like doing things now, when u can, cause u just never know how important things are until u let them pass u by, and catch on the rebound of the spiral cycle of life, cause it feels just like dancing in heaven as if one could paint the sky a billion trillion colors, as now will be be to share the view as there is nothing as close to dancing, beneath the gifts of heaven on earth beneath the Baja Sky, and it's that why we are all here in the first place, cause starring at marshmellows, cervesa cream hunks of foaming billows, and dreaming of banana cream pie is so much fun with a partner and a best friend to share it with, before the source of life here.

Oh my oh my oh my. Lady. BCP. Good Baja Nomad's wo live a wonderously beautiful existence, and who understand the value of life here is being and being friends how take to make people smile about life cause what could tw o people want more than sharing the best of all the universe has to offer and do it a irish gig or whatever we want on the sandspit of life, sit for chats with good friends and dream of what's next in this wondersous life ahead. What more could one who dreams ask for than giggling and lots of smiling with the most beautfiul and fairest of all... beaneath the Baja sky...

Her aim, dead on and thanks for not being sligtly offcenter archer girl, cause it's now time to sing that song to her, and do it with a big blue eyed smile.

Oh my oh my oh my what where those words, oh ya, don't look at the words, just think of sharing and Bruce's wife's WF BCP made with a gift of secret of heaven source and it will all flow together... as if by magic cause this is the way I we remembered it's supposed to be...

Oh my oh my oh my... such a hunk of heaven on earth dear and glad i'm sharing with u cause it's the way I ask for a kiss and the last dance... to be for my wants and needs in this last harrah and no matter what happens today it's the most important time to be alive as te eternal flame made with a gift from heaven and that gift will never ever die.

She believes in knights in real quest for the holy grail and siting round te big round table...as life was meant for purpose to protect damsles in destress to live in heaven - kissing in the rain - glimmers of days to come in shiny seas - green flashes of heaven - and all that the stories stand for, cause that's what the good guys always do for the hand of a the most beautiful wonderful lady and do it smiling completely inside... oh my lady. oh my oh my oh my. My Lady. Dance and then banana cream pie oh my oh my oh my... what more could I ask for...

I salute you my new friend thanks a billion gifts from heaven...

Good knights are protecting a real ancient secret in Mulege... what more could another knight of lore who believes in legend and a sense of purpose ask for... a blance in life, dancing in dark beneath the stars of .with the most beautiful lady in the universe and all that there is to offer in this spiral of life, oh my oh my oh my... positive thinking... patience and a little silence of the mind chatter to focus in on the ONE person who can stare into my minds eye and see I am sincere of heart honorable and believe that sharing is all that's important in life here...

cause there is nothing wrong with dreaming of the day to share it with the ONE for me and dancing in the rain... beautiful rays of sunshine as if meant specially for me... lo lo lo lo and the green flash and holding hands with good knights and dmasels in destress waiting to dance and have a till the day comes when we each become a star to shine and light another part of the universe to reach for life cause there is mortal existence cause it's about being a good person and sharing a life...with someone that makes smiles all day and does it without even blinking an eye...

I found my soul mate... oh my oh my oh my... beautiful lady, please, can I have this next dance... the sun's playing the beautiful song again...

.. .. .... oh my oh my oh my...
well have to buy a Baja bus and paint and decorate it with all the colors of the rainbow and more we seen it together in our own minds eye...
RM :tumble:

campfire songs in Baja that my Bn friends like me to play... on my cd player

RandyMacSC/SO - 4-16-2005 at 03:12 PM

my friends of inspiration, and oh how i enjoy playing and listening to legendary music and being around to be present in the presense of pure genius and we never get somewhere without somebody give us a break along the way... welcome to the team Denbob... you may not be the world's hockey player like the Pontif Pope and hockey soccer player Goalie and a Trail Smokee fan and they told me all about their adventures in Baja when I was younger... and inspired me to see the hunk of heaven when i could take some time out to play... and be and meet new friens and smile and dance and do a little gig on the sandy playa and sit down and listen to them play...

http://www.hatchshowprint.com/

My friend Denbob is now on the phone describing the process of how he formulates his creativity; One Little Lamb, Love is a Beautiful Thing, The Animals, The Three Wise Men, Show Us The Way, Sing Oh Children, Save Me Lord Jesus, The Comforter, Young Emmaneul, Happy Christ mass (All Over The World), Another Gerkins Jig For Jesus Dance,
In the Spirit... and he is an increbily talented talented inspirational man, that found his true calling again, and phones me ever week to play the songs in process to get feeback from a friend and allow me to share it in the creativity process and plays them over the phone as he does with Chet Atkins weekly from Trail Creek Landing to Nashville over the phone too, a man who is his creativity musical friend of genius who is also inspired by his friendship with Denbod and collaborator of songs that are in process and set for release later this year and I have a few demo Cds to hear the songs as they are today... as they are the creativity tracks in process, and that's SO inspiring to have someone think of me to allow me to share it in process and smile and smile and listen and be silent as he strums his ecalaele and sings his magical verses of triad chord and now he is singing Happy Christmas and I am reminded of Papa Noel and Sumara and her wonderful children smile and asking but why mommy, but why and how bout you RandyMac what do you think.

Let me tell u sumara Santa Claus Papa Noel, St. Nicholos, he has a thousand names and he is coming south in a few days and I hear he will stop in to El Requeson cheese island land 5 hours past midnight, when the sunshine comes again.

He will never forgot to stop in the see good girls and boys and those less fortunate to have mothers and fathers, as he loves the Baja just the Same as Canada, cause that's what he does that makes him smile inside, to be a child at heart and in mind of the gift of sharing and dancing in the rain again. Cause he will come across the sandspit and find your pop top bus and you girl, cause he will never forget you and your name...

Denbob is into his creativity at tis point and now he is telling me a story about his 4 girls in his life now, his two daughters and two grand daughters and now he is singing a song of sailing and all about camp ground music and sing songs of life in the universe and he is such an amazingly humble talented man, and of the Nipper and TadPole and a red gibson guitar and cervasa much frio and how he sang a New Young song and how all these americans and people that brought out their lawn chairs and there wives and husbands and 200 to 300 people sat around and listened to him sing his beautiful and the king of the camprfire and the folks loved it all and he sat there and sang just for smiles and a few laughs and it was his last road trio with the Nips and Gary Little Low and Gordy Fisher (The Fish) and all about a beautiful road trip playing at the back of a motorhome trailer after Steeley Dan played and there were 10,000 people in the campground in the Gorge Washington listening along as Den bob played his songs and shared them.

Cause the only way to start is to start... playing your gig and focus on your talents and just enjoy the day...

Denbob, Tadpolio man (Toadstool) and the Nipskie (like when he was small he was a little little nipper of a guy and then there was Doc Campbell's son David and he spoke of the world and more dreamers and that's what the world needs more of is more dreamers as that's what Doc Campbell said to Denis Gunn Denbob man about his two sons of musical genius and their friend Denbob, and he is making me a copy of the session tracks oh how wonderful...

Time to call Lois lane and maybe meet up with Denbob and maybe meet at Little Hawaii and paradise in our hometown of Trail Creek Land,

and now it's beer, boats and bikini's, and the Chataqua Cha.. ta... qua... and my big hearted friend danny "Dan the Man" Neufeld sings the word so wonderfully "Cha ta qua" on the album Beaver Valley (Chataqua is a big celebration of the Chewela Indian band held annually and huge deal in Washington state on the Columbia River just south of Trail Creek Landing (Trail) and it is a place to visit heading south to Baja and take in yet another day of smiles.

Denbob, Tad and Nip the triad from Trail what a day what a day what a day time for some ice cold ones with beautiful friends and a beautiful lady I want them to meet, and Denbob says it is raining... pooring pooring now got to go SO... the retired men are snoring... Chet will never retire as he is Denbobs mentor... what a day what a day.. Harlan Howard, Chet Atkins, and what a day what a day what a day, I woner what's up for Tomorrow: maybe it's dancing in Baja in the rain..
Hall of Fame... Thanks Denbob Thanks Denbob...

friends here and in Baja and now Denis told me the day Harlan died and he tol Denis about his inspiration about living in Nashvuille and in the Longhorn Steakhouse.. having lunc with him... and it will be a drink toast to Harlan, to Chet, to Johnny Cash and to Victor Wooten. Bass player readers choice every year... got to go as I am overwheled by his playing on The Carpenter's Son...

go So. Don't keep the Lady waiting... SO
RandyMacSC/SO

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Debra - 4-16-2005 at 05:16 PM

WHOOEEEE THERE RANDY......reading this wore me out! Is this a wedding invatation?

the baja chihuahua - 11-21-2005 at 07:56 PM

Heh Randog..........the Baja Chihuahua has the Mexican influenza at the moment.....but I expect he will be healthy again soon enough...............and then?????? Baja Bound..........wouldn't it be something