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今天是大年初一。我在worldvision.ca赞助了一位秘鲁的男孩子，他叫Dario.
普天同庆，有福同享。
给大家拜年了！
2009-01-24
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Taking a nice warm grape fruit scented bath with candles and Bill Evans by the ears, with a few sips for red wine. Perfect.
I feel like I need books such as “Dummy’s guide to the appreciation of Jazz music”, and “How to appreciate chocolate”. For one thing, my ears can’t tell between bad jazz and good jazz (well, I suppose I can tell when the instrumentalist is horrendously out of league or the improvisation just does not work), and chocolate? They said you are not a woman if you don’t love chocolate, but in my life, there seems to be more men who enjoy chocolate than women. I’ve had some top brand truffles, and it was.. good, but “mmmmmm…. this is divine…..” just doesn’t register with my brain.
In my experience, the learned taste can play a vital role in appreciating many things. Such as trying to cook a dish yourself and realizing how difficult it is to actually make it perfect, or try to do some one-leg balancing movements on the ice when you hardly know how to skate to appreciate figure skating (and trying to play the first solo line in the Beethoven triple concerto on the cello when you are a proficient pianist and pianist only – oh Yo-yo Ma’s first note is just simply divine).
Yes. So, jazz music, chocolate, and generic sounding indie music (can somebody really explain to me how to appreciate music like this).
I just realized that this plant on top of my shelf is DYING! My goodness. You wouldn’t want to see the picture of it – so very depressing.
This is a good CD. Just came across this while searching on UT’s library website. Musicians based in Vancouver, Canada (yay!). Though it’s all nice music, but I feel like it lacks a certain Argentine pizzazz. Either way, I recommend it to tango lovers – it’s good music to dance to. (p.s., the rendition of Por Una Cabeza is a little.. weird to my taste)
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A poem I like.
To a Cat
Mirrors are not more silent
nor the creeping dawn more secretive;
in the moonlight, you are that panther
we catch sight of from afar.
By the inexplicable workings of a divine law,
we look for you in vain;
More remote, even, than the Ganges or the setting sun,
yours is the solitude, yours the secret.
Your haunch allows the lingering
caress of my hand. You have accepted,
since that long forgotten past,
the love of the distrustful hand.
You belong to another time. You are lord
of a place bounded like a dream.
nor the creeping dawn more secretive;
in the moonlight, you are that panther
we catch sight of from afar.
By the inexplicable workings of a divine law,
we look for you in vain;
More remote, even, than the Ganges or the setting sun,
yours is the solitude, yours the secret.
Your haunch allows the lingering
caress of my hand. You have accepted,
since that long forgotten past,
the love of the distrustful hand.
You belong to another time. You are lord
of a place bounded like a dream.
- Jorge Luis Borges
2009-01-20 – Jas
20:
昨天周日和三重去Newmarket这个白雪茫茫的地方演出。走完台我们合计着出去吃点什么，可是这么疏散的地方开车走上20分钟估计都没什么可是吃的。大提琴说，在Newmarket这地方食物需要自己杀。（不过最后我们还是开车5分钟就到了KFC）
周六我去买了一双探戈鞋。虽然比普通的鞋舒服多了，可是今天晚上2个小时以后我的脚心还是有些生疼。
明天是多大的新音乐节，我和几个朋友演一首一位青年作曲家的曲子。多伦多这地方最近下的雪太多了，我学么着得来一双雨靴，要么在外面走路多了袜子都湿了。
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We call her Jas.
Chris said, on Gtalk
14:
…but
eventually ull realize the art is just that…. an art.
all of these
outside notions of what is to be done or is the gerat thing to do or
the best of this and that…. is all… not art.
its just the thoughts
of others, and maybe ours sometimes cuz of what others tell us… but
eventually ull find yourself clinging and narrowing it down to just the
art and its beauty, and God :)
Captivating
12:
As I wrote in the previous entry in Chinese, I’ve gotten hold of this book called "Captivating – Unveiling the mystery of a woman’s soul". Seldom do you actually learn something new from books like "this" – what to do, who you are, how we get to the answer, etc. But I have to say that there are things in this book that I haven’t heard of before – that is not to say that at some point of the book I don’t find certain "rigmarole ", and by that I only mean things that we all know already and have heard about.
With that said, however, this book really has made me come to see the splendor in God’s creation of a woman, and that is breathtakingly beautiful. What does a woman bear of the image of God, her beauty, her strength, her vulnerability and her restfulness.
I am a little tired to rewrite what I wrote in the previosu entry in English, but here’s a passage from the book that I particularly enjoyed that I wish to share with you; it is on the romantic nature of God and how he loves you as a lover.
"Every song you love, every memory you cherish, every moment that has moved you to holy tears has been given to you from the One who has been pursuing you from your first breath in order to win your heart. God’s version of flowers and chocolates and candlelight dinners comes in the form of sunsets and falling stars, moonlight on lakes and cricket symphonie; warm wind, swaying trees, lush gardens, and fierce devotion.
This romancing is immensely personal. It will be as if it has been scripted for your heart." (Chapter seven, page 116)
