Teri's Wavelength

Oh My Luv

We My Luv have hurt each other for many years
I am your humble servant healing from past fears
We wear luvs jewel that is valuable and rare 
To protect us from the hard things to bare

Oh My Luv

Yu My Luv create tunes that lift us high
Only praise is on my lips as I cry
Our song written in the heavens is sung
Vows committed before God to be one

Oh My Luv

Yu My Luv by my side in the journey of life
It is an honor for me to be called your wife
We grow Intertwined into a tree so strong
No axe in the hand of evil can do us wrong

Oh My Luv

Yu My Luv bare the burden of my sin
Your gift of grace heals me within
We always find our strength from prayer
To release Gods power in despair

Oh My Luv

Yu My Luv are my Adam on this earth
We were created for each other before birth
Our bodies and souls are embraced
Only death can separate us from this place

To my life-long love, Teri (by Tim Dorsey)
An open letter to my princess: Since I have been obedient to the voice of the Shepherd, my life with you couldn’t be any better and I couldn’t be any luckier than to have a friend like you. And every day that my eyes open I see the sea of obstacles part as you and I set one foot in front of the other. I just want you to know that here at the 33 year mark I feel younger, stronger and happy to be alive when I look into your wonderful eyes. You are my queen and I love laying my head down next to yours and seeing your gentle sleeping sillouhette every morning. Mother of my children and champion of my art. Open letter, open heart. Let it all pour out upon you, my love.
Yours forever, Tim

Tags: commited, cry, healing, hurt, love, souls, vows

ITS NEVER TOO LATE……TO MAKE PLANS, TO SAY YOU ARE SORRY, SLOW DOWN LOOK AROUND FEEL YOUR HEART. FIND THE PEOPLE AND THINGS THAT YOU LOVE. CARE FOR THEM………LOOK AT NATURE NOTHING STAYS THE SAME. WHY SHOULD YOU…..USE CHANGE WISELY. LIKE A SPORTING CHAMPION, CHANGE A LOSING GAME KEEP THE THINGS THAT MATTER. LOSE THE THINGS THAT DON’T SET SOME GOALS START AFREISH FALL IN LOVE, MAKE FRIENDS, WRITE A POEM TO START ANEW LISTEN TO YOUR HEART. TO LIVE FOR TODAY, TO LET YOURSELF BE HAPPY, TO START TO KNOW YOURSELF, TO SAY I LOVE YOU, TO TELL THE TRUTH, TO MAKE A CHOICE, TO SAY WHAT YOU MEAN.

EMPRESS, LOVE IS A MOMENT AND A LIVITY TIME. IT IS LOOKING AT YOU. ACROSS A ROOM AND FEELING THAT IF I DON’T SPEND THE REST OF I LIVITY WITH YOU, I WLL HAVE MISSED JAH BOAT. EMPRESS LOVE IS WORKING TOGETHER, LAUGHING TOGETHER, GROWING TOGETHER. IT IS RESPECT FOR EACH OTHER AND THE PEOPLE EACH CARES ABOUT, LOVE IS WANTING TO SHOUT FROM THE ROOFTOPS, LOVE IS WANTING TO WIPE AWAY THE TEARS WHEN FAILURE COMES, LOVE IS LIKING THE FEEL OF EACH OTHER. IT IS WANTING TO HAVE CHILDREN TOGETHER BECAUSE THEY ARE THE EXCLAMATION POINT OF LOVE. LOVE IS LAUGHTER IN THE MIDDLE OD A QUARREL. CRY YOUR SELF A RIVER I AM CLOSE BY

WHEN INI WALK THROUGH A DARK VALLEY, NO FEAR SHALL GRIP INI SOUL. WHEN INI CLIMB A STEEP MOUNTAIN, HIS HAND WILL NOT LET GO, RASTA WHEN THERE IS A DEEP NEED IN INI LIVITY….THERE IS GRACE. WHEN THERE IS A GREAT NEED….THERE IS GREAT GRACE. RASTA WHEN THERE IS NEED, UPON NEED, UPON NEED…..THERE IS GRACE, UPON GRACE, UPON GRACE

RASTA EDUCATE YOUR SOUL, ANCHOR YOUR SOUL, ENLARGE YOUR SOUL YOU DECIDE IT’S TIME TO MAKE THE DECISION TO MOVE ON FROM YOUR HANG-UPS. NO MORE EXCUSES, REFUSE TO TRANSFER BLAME OR TO DENY PERSONAL ACCOUNTABILITY, BUILD YOUR HOPE INTO YOUR LIVITY AND ANCHOR YOUR SOUL, STOP LOOKING FOR EXCUSES FOR WHO YOU ARE AND WHERE YOU ARE. YOUR FUTURE IS IN YOUR OWN HANDS, REMEMBER YOUR DREAM WILL SET THE STAGE FOR YOUR LIVITY

Tags: Jah, Rasta

It’s amazing that wikipedia still notes the biggest band ever to come from Wisconsin as the Violent Femmes.

In October Many years back on a warm day I drove in my white convertible with my top down from Appleton Wisconsin to a Milwaukee recording studio with my husband Tim Dorsey.

When we arrived I was sucked into the waitin room by cosmic energy from Talkin Heads guitar player, I sat next to him while he practiced for his session. His hair was black and pointed. I melted in the the couch and could feel my body slide nearer to him. I grabbed a few pillows and scrunched up trying to not to creep down too close. 

I could hear echoes escaping from opening studio doors . My eyes followed bare feet on the wood floors, I looked up and it was the Violent Femmes rushin to get dressed in their costumes to perform at an annual Halloween festival. I loved their spooky attire.

I needed some air, So I invited Talking Heads guitar player to take a break with me . We hopped into my convertible to get cigs and drinks. For just a moment I realized I was becoming a part of music magic.

When We got back I opened a studio door to join my husbands party were they were cooken up a spicy tune. Tim was recording vocals for a project with Darrell Stuermer from Milwaukee who was Phil Collins Guitar player from Genesis.

I will never forget that dreamy day hangin on a couch with the Talking Heads and meeting the Violent Femmes. Years have past but I remember Tim always enjoyed performing and recording with Darrell Stuermer and his musician friends. Music is a force that pushes us back and forth to each other so we can create good vibes for the people on the earth .

Tags: Darrell Sturmer, Genesis, Milwaukee, Phil Collins, recording, studio, Talkin Heads, Tim Dorsey, Violent Femmes, wisconsin

Artist Deloris De Velde

My breath passes into caverns filled with fluid mixing life.
I am created every new day by the hands of peace and strife.

Through the silence I float, My flesh is dressed and left behind.
Secret energy moves me towards the mysteries of the blind.

I can hear Echos call me from a thick fog with bright black stars.
They bring me back through sleepy hollows to reach my avatar.

My soaring wings disappear as I enter the abyss.
To a beautifully made body for my soul to exist.

Tags: Avatar, body, dressed, echos, flesh, fog, hollows, mysteries, secret, sleep

If I was yours would you hold me close so I don’t fade away;
protect my heart from your private creatures everyday?

If I was yours would you shine your warm light upon my horizon;
capture the storms in your hands to later give them to the son?

If I was yours would you lead me across the land;
guide me through the valleys of shadows and sand?

If I was yours would you touch me like a wave over and over;
To awaken my longing and the desire  for only you- my lover

Tags: awaken, heart, longing, love, protect, touch, yours