Perfect Poise, Perfect Life
Bring your body into balance and revolutionise your life
By Noel Kingsley
Publisher Hodder Mobius
AVAILABLE HERE
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Sound of Music
I watched 'The Sound of Music' again for the umpteenth time on Bank Holiday Monday TV... and it got me again. It always does. That lump in my throat keeps on coming back each time Captain Georg von Trapp (Christopher Plummer) hears his children singing to the Baroness for the first time since his wife died. He listens from the door and all his coldness, anger and harshness disappear and he walks in to join them singing. He is reunited with his children and they regain their father...... It's 'happy families' and I'm getting that lump again. Must see a doctor as It's over forty years since I saw the film as a thirteen year old and fell in love with Leisl the eldest.
Are people allowed to be that happy? Do families exist who sing to each other while climbing every mountain? Apparently they do. This one did. The Von Trapps actually existed and their descendants live in Vermont.
You know, if people are happy they sing. But if we sing, we can become happy....and healthy. 'People who sing regularly can improve their breathing, increase their supply of oxygen, stimulate their circulation and get their bodies energized', said Professor Wolfram Seidner of the University Clinic Charite in Berlin.
What it is that I just love, is the unadulterated, exuberant, honest happiness. Guess I'll just have to succumb and buy the DVD. Saccharine? Maybe. But life can be really good if we choose. :-)
The hills are alive with the sound of music
With songs they have sung for a thousand years.
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears.
My heart wants to beat like the wings
Of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees,
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze,
To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls
Over stones on its way
To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray.
I go to the hills when my heart is lonely,
I know I will hear what I've heard before.
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I'll sing once more.
Sob.
