Tuesday, November 9, 2010


I got some invaluable coaching last night from the leader of my Self Expression & Leadership Program. It was HUGE actually. Still processing it all as it took away a major burden that I've been carrying for a good 17 years now. In lieu of carrying around my horrible burden, I created the possibility for myself and my life of BEING INSPIRING!!! I love it. So look out. I'm going to inspire you. Perhaps not tonight though as I'm really quite exhausted. :)

As if the afore mentioned awesome wasn't enough she also told me to stop stressing out about what it is I'm supposed to be doing. She told me to "listen" and I'll know it when I find it.

Then this morning, I rediscovered one of my favorite songs on a cd I made 4 yrs ago that I happened to have put in my car on Saturday.

Ecoute :) (it means "listen" in French- see THREE years of it in college and abroad paid off!!!)

Listen to the rhythm, listen to the rhyme
Listen to the clock tick tock the hands of time
Ticking, tocking, constantly revolving
Listen to the problems of the world who need solving
Listen to the child crying in the crib
And listen to the sick act that the Daddy did
See Daddy turned his back on all of his responsibilities
Listen how Mummy copes to the best of her abilities
Listen to the cliche rapper that's braggin
Listen to the mother who is always nagging
Her son to get up and do something with his life
Listen to the vows when ya marrying ya wife
Listen to the scream of a mother giving birth
Listen to the sorrows of our Mother Earth
Listen to the beggarman begging in the street
Please can you spare some change so i can get some food to eat
Listen to the plight of the homeless
And if you listen to the pessimists everything's hopeless
Listen to your heart, listen to your soul
Listen to your conscience, let it take control
And just listen

Listen, Listen, Listen.

coute la palombe, paisible dans le ciel
coute aussi la balle qui lui dchire les ailes
Qui est l'animal, l'oiseau ou le tireur
Ou celui qui vend l'arme, qui lui dchire le cœur
coute le dernier 'pff' d'un soldat inconnu
coute tomber les larmes d'une femme que l'on fait cocu
coute le consensus dans son entourage
Il tait consciencieux quelle force et quel courage
coute plutt le 'bzz' des ailes de l'abeille, l'essentiel est le miel
coute aussi le 'pshit' que fait l'insecticide
Comme dans le monde actuel elle a choisi le gnocide
LePen trane sa haine malsaine
coute plutt ton cœur pas la flamme de la haine
coute plutt le Bon, pas la brute ou le truand

coute ce qui apaise, coute moi ce son

Ecoute, Ecoute, Ecoute.
Listen to the fascists looking for your vote
Listen how he gets some with a scapegoat
He sees your tears and plays on your fears
Till his promises become music to your ears

coute le clic-clac d'une paire de menottes
Le systme est malade mais est-ce bien l'antidote ?
coute la sirne qui file dans le domaine, la haine est la mme, mme dans ce domaine

Listen to the horrors my people saw
Listen to the politics of the gulf war
Place all the blame and name Hussein insane
Listen how he said two can play the same game

coute le chant du coq, le solfge il s'en moque
coute le chantage des rois du bavardage
coute le tonnerre, prs vert, guerre la guerre
coute le croyant quand il fait sa prire.

Ecoute, Ecoute, Ecoute.

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