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The Gift~For Karleen AMY HINDMAN MARCH 1990

Mon, 15 Jun 2015 01:19:16 GMT

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve given me
the courage to grieve
as you led me through forgotten memory

Chorus: Guiding my hand
facing ghosts of long ago buried in this wasteland
the journey she denied . . . the tears we should’ve cried . . .
the love laid down and died . . .
withdrawn long before it was time . . .
such a crime . . .
Now here you are giving to me all that she couldn’t be

She never said goodbye
the children didn’t ask why
but when in bed alone they’d cry
prayin’ that she wouldn’t have to die

Chorus: Guiding my hand
facing ghosts of long ago buried in this wasteland
the journey she denied . . . the tears we should’ve cried . . .
the love laid down and died . . .
withdrawn long before it was time . . .
such a crime . . .
Now here you are giving to me all that she couldn’t be

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve give me
the power to be free
by listenin’ to the wounded child in me
being my friend, knowing on you I can depend
the rage no more denied
suppressed feelings now brought into the light
creating a space open wide
where sleeping dreams no longer hide
thank God I’m alive . . .

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve given me

WENDYSONG July 1988 written by amy hindman

Mon, 15 Jun 2015 01:18:32 GMT

Gentle friend, I’ll be with you til the end – and then . . .
if you get there before I do
try to remember what we’ve been through
please touch me now and then with tender loving care
for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .

Chorus: I know when loved ones die . . .
no one ever leaves
but our bodies are a treasure we receive
and the language of love through your body flow
lifts me when I’m feelin’ low
your loving touch releases me to flow

You’ve seen my pain, and I’ve seen plenty of yours
we’ve shed our tears as loved ones come and go
we’ve cried and laughed and sighed
at times we wanted to die
sometimes we with eagles soared . . .
and other times wondered why we signed up for the course

Chorus:
I know when loved ones die . . .
no one ever leaves
but our bodies are a treasure we receive
and the language of love through your body flow
lifts me when I’m feelin’ low
your loving touch releases me to flow

Gentle friend I’ll be with you til the end – and then . . .
if you get there before I do
try to remember what we’ve been through
please touch me now and then with tender loving care
for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .
for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .

Journey to the soul - beneath the surface December 1991

Mon, 15 Jun 2015 00:02:55 GMT

On this journey letting go of control
guide me, guide me so I know . . .
Passage through the darkness to be whole
illuminating hidden shadows I disown
Whimpering voices demanding to be heard
denied for so long . . . orphaned in this world
Conditioned in survival – severed from the whole
On this journey letting go of control . . .
guide me, guide me so I know . . .

Beyond the Illusion . . . beneath the surface so much more
embracing the duality . . .
surrendering to my soul . . .
guide me, guide me so I know . . .

Wendysong Amy Hindman July 1998

Gentle friend, I’ll be with you til the end – and then . . .

if you get there before I do

try to remember what we’ve been through

please touch me now and then with tender loving care

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .

Chorus:  I know when loved ones die . . . no one ever leaves

but our bodies are a treasure we receive

and the language of love through your body flow

lifts me when I’m feelin’ low

your loving touch releases me to flow

You’ve seen my pain, and I’ve seen plenty of yours

we’ve shed our tears as loved ones come and go

we’ve cried and laughed and sighed

at times we wanted to die

sometimes we with eagles soared . . .

and other times wondered why we signed up for the course

Chorus

Gentle friend I’ll be with you til the end – and then . . .

if you get there before I do

try to remember what we’ve been through

please touch me now and then with tender loving care

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . .

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THE GIFT~FOR KARLEEN MARCH 1990 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

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I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve given me
the courage to grieve
as you led me through forgotten memory

Chorus:  Guiding my hand
facing ghosts of long ago buried in this wasteland
the journey she denied . . . the tears we should’ve cried . . .
the love laid down and died . . .
withdrawn long before it was time . . .
such a crime . . .
Now here you are giving to me all that she couldn’t be

She never said goodbye
the children didn’t ask why
but when in bed alone they’d cry
prayin’ that she wouldn’t have to die

Chorus: Guiding my hand
facing ghosts of long ago buried in this wasteland
the journey she denied . . . the tears we should’ve cried . . .
the love laid down and died . . .
withdrawn long before it was time . . .
such a crime . . .
Now here you are giving to me all that she couldn’t be

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve give me
the power to be free
by listenin’ to the wounded child in me
being my friend, knowing on you I can depend
the rage no more denied
suppressed feelings now brought into the light
creating a space open wide
where sleeping dreams no longer hide
thank God I’m alive . . .

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve given me

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SHAKTI MOONDANCE6/14/2015

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September 1991

And now I know it’s time to let go . . .

the dying moon mirrors the dance my body knows . . .

the shedding of the old reflects the pain within my soul

healing passage through the dark will lead me home . . .

healing passage through the dark to be reborn . . .

and the mystery cycle begins anew . . .

Chorus:  New moon . . . the light will return real soon . . .

New moon . . . sometimes inspires a tune . . .

Magic moon . . . mysterious rune . . .

Guru moon . . . please guide me to my shadow

through the darkness where the Goddess lies in slumber deep . . .

awaken her dormant power in me . . .

Chorus

Magic moon . . . mysterious rune

magic moon . . .

magic moon . . .

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DEEP THERAPY MARCH 1989 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

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First day of spring
wish I knew what I was feeling
my mind needs clearing

Chorus:  Like a closet filled with webs of darkness
ghosts fade in and out of focus
pain and fear locked somewhere in my mind
the child remembers it somehow
please trust my journey through you now
together we’ll expose the lurking shadows
and tenderly our love will light the way

Somehow I just need to sing
take the time to be listening
the wound keeps bleeding patiently
revealing unknown mystery . . .
searchin’ for the key . . . inside of me . . . .

Memories buried long ago
photographs refuse to share the story
there was no glory when you let go
left alone you took the map
and no one else could fill the gap
and all that rage I turned it in on me
and now I just want to be free

First day of spring
wish I knew what I was feeling . . .

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PRAYER FOR MY CHILD JULY 1988 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

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July 1988

My brave little one . . . your pain is almost done . . .
soon you will be dancing in the sun . . .
the journey you are moving through
becoming the love that was given you
letting the pain overflow . . .
discovering what you didn’t know
freeing your life from the shadow
melting into the beauty of the rainbow

Chorus: You know that I can feel your pain
wounded child cryin’ in the rain
though I’ve been gone for all these years
I have always dried your tears
for I am always near – feeling all your fear
just call on me, my little one . . . I am here

My youngest little prize, “bonus baby” of five
you’ve walked through the storm with your head up high
remembering the words to our lullaby
so go ahead and let yourself cry
I’m so sorry I never said goodbye
leaving my Amy, my little child -
wondering why?

Chorus: You know that I can feel your pain
wounded child cryin’ in the rain
though I’ve been gone for all these years
I have always dried your tears
for I am always near – feeling all your fear
just call on me, my little one . . . I am here

My sweet child, I can still feel you smile
your serenade of love still touches me
soothing like a rhapsody
listen carefully for my reply
I come to you through dream and lullaby

“When at night I go to sleep – fourteen angels watch do keep” *

My brave little one, your pain is almost done
soon you will be shining like the sun
living in the light we are one

* from Humperdinck’s “Prayer from Hansel and Gretel”

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BERTHA WILHELMINA JULY 1988 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

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I remember when you told me “Don’t name your kids after me”
but that would leave a great big hole in the family tree
it’s really not such an atrocious name . . .
when I remember your soft gentle face
My mother is who you are . . .
and “Bertha Wilhelmina” is pearls covered with lace

Chorus: And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

Don’t ya wish somehow
we could’ve altered that untimely fate
seems amazin’ that my heart didn’t just fill up with hate
losin’ you so long ago – it still wounds me so . . .
now I’m just lettin’ it bleed . . .
healin’ with the help of your love the wounded child in me

Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

I never knew I looked so like you
you left me as a little girl
became a woman I wish you knew
photographs of you yesterday – I resemble today
the essence of your beauty will sparkle within me always

Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

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SOLO WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

0 Comments

Summer 1980

Restless times for love & wishin’ I could sleep beside a man that’s not like all the others
not just casual intimacy

Chorus: Strangers in a strange land indeed
who are you who is me
and why can’t we come together
we’re fillin’ a void that only gets wider
acting as if we both really care
yet still I’m sittin’ here today
watchin’ the sun play on the bay

Alone at home just a pen and my thoughts
high tide singin’ strong
fire’s cracklin’, lanterns low – wish I had a beau
just someone to share with – just to be there with
to hold me when I’m low

0 Comments

PUGET SYMPHONY6/14/2015

0 Comments

Summer 1980

Moonset Skagit Bay
sparklin’ golden to the Milky Way
think I’m gonna delay my stay
til the clouds disappear it away

Red houseboat circles around
rockin’ to the beat of the sound
Whidbey lights come a flickerin’ through
its windows like a haunting guru

Chorus:

Soothing Puget Symphony
gently rockin’ me away to the sea
moonset sinkin’ through a clouded veil
intoxicating moonlight ale

Pairs of lovers greetin’ the sea
sharin’ in its mystery
rowboat dancin’ by the red houseboat
lovers makin’ moon a la float Chorus

Mornin’ comes rollin’ around
Rowboat lies still on the ground
Tide wanes out, ocean lullaby nil
but rockin’ with a harmony still Chorus

Moonset Skagit Bay
Moonset Skagit Bay . . . moonset, moonset Skagit Bay
Moonset Skagit Bay

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MYSTERY3/23/2015

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October 1992

Healing waters . . . healing waters of the earth

Cleansing waters . . . cleansing waters of the earth

Stones of mystery here long ago before me . . .

earth history . . . speaks to me . . .

Sacred pool envelop me . . . womb of the earth replenishing

let it be . . .

Welcome the mystery . . .

wisdom of the Mother Earth guiding me . . .

gathering strength . . . emerging free . . .

Sing of earth’s melody      joining in life’s harmony

Breitenbush River symphony . . .

healing me . . .

healing me . . .

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HEALING MUSIC FROM THE HEARTAdd text

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December 1991

On this journey letting go of control

guide me, guide me so I know . . .

Passage through the darkness to be whole

illuminating hidden shadows I disown

Whimpering voices demanding to be heard

denied for so long . . . orphaned in this world

Conditioned in survival – severed from the whole

On this journey letting go of control . . .

guide me, guide me so I know . . .

Beyond the Illusion . . . beneath the surface so much more

embracing the duality . . .

surrendering to my soul . . .

guide me, guide me so I know . . .

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WENDYSONG6/14/2015

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July 1988

Gentle friend, I’ll be with you til the end – and then . . .

if you get there before I do

try to remember what we’ve been through

please touch me now and then with tender loving care

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .

Chorus:  I know when loved ones die . . . no one ever leaves

but our bodies are a treasure we receive

and the language of love through your body flow

lifts me when I’m feelin’ low

your loving touch releases me to flow

You’ve seen my pain, and I’ve seen plenty of yours

we’ve shed our tears as loved ones come and go

we’ve cried and laughed and sighed

at times we wanted to die

sometimes we with eagles soared . . .

and other times wondered why we signed up for the course

Chorus

Gentle friend I’ll be with you til the end – and then . . .

if you get there before I do

try to remember what we’ve been through

please touch me now and then with tender loving care

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . .

0 Comments

THE GIFT~FOR KARLEEN MARCH 1990 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

0 Comments

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve given me
the courage to grieve
as you led me through forgotten memory

Chorus:  Guiding my hand
facing ghosts of long ago buried in this wasteland
the journey she denied . . . the tears we should’ve cried . . .
the love laid down and died . . .
withdrawn long before it was time . . .
such a crime . . .
Now here you are giving to me all that she couldn’t be

She never said goodbye
the children didn’t ask why
but when in bed alone they’d cry
prayin’ that she wouldn’t have to die

Chorus: Guiding my hand
facing ghosts of long ago buried in this wasteland
the journey she denied . . . the tears we should’ve cried . . .
the love laid down and died . . .
withdrawn long before it was time . . .
such a crime . . .
Now here you are giving to me all that she couldn’t be

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve give me
the power to be free
by listenin’ to the wounded child in me
being my friend, knowing on you I can depend
the rage no more denied
suppressed feelings now brought into the light
creating a space open wide
where sleeping dreams no longer hide
thank God I’m alive . . .

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve given me

0 Comments

SHAKTI MOONDANCE6/14/2015

0 Comments

September 1991

And now I know it’s time to let go . . .

the dying moon mirrors the dance my body knows . . .

the shedding of the old reflects the pain within my soul

healing passage through the dark will lead me home . . .

healing passage through the dark to be reborn . . .

and the mystery cycle begins anew . . .

Chorus:  New moon . . . the light will return real soon . . .

New moon . . . sometimes inspires a tune . . .

Magic moon . . . mysterious rune . . .

Guru moon . . . please guide me to my shadow

through the darkness where the Goddess lies in slumber deep . . .

awaken her dormant power in me . . .

Chorus

Magic moon . . . mysterious rune

magic moon . . .

magic moon . . .

0 Comments

DEEP THERAPY MARCH 1989 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

0 Comments

First day of spring
wish I knew what I was feeling
my mind needs clearing

Chorus:  Like a closet filled with webs of darkness
ghosts fade in and out of focus
pain and fear locked somewhere in my mind
the child remembers it somehow
please trust my journey through you now
together we’ll expose the lurking shadows
and tenderly our love will light the way

Somehow I just need to sing
take the time to be listening
the wound keeps bleeding patiently
revealing unknown mystery . . .
searchin’ for the key . . . inside of me . . . .

Memories buried long ago
photographs refuse to share the story
there was no glory when you let go
left alone you took the map
and no one else could fill the gap
and all that rage I turned it in on me
and now I just want to be free

First day of spring
wish I knew what I was feeling . . .

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PRAYER FOR MY CHILD JULY 1988 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

0 Comments

July 1988

My brave little one . . . your pain is almost done . . .
soon you will be dancing in the sun . . .
the journey you are moving through
becoming the love that was given you
letting the pain overflow . . .
discovering what you didn’t know
freeing your life from the shadow
melting into the beauty of the rainbow

Chorus: You know that I can feel your pain
wounded child cryin’ in the rain
though I’ve been gone for all these years
I have always dried your tears
for I am always near – feeling all your fear
just call on me, my little one . . . I am here

My youngest little prize, “bonus baby” of five
you’ve walked through the storm with your head up high
remembering the words to our lullaby
so go ahead and let yourself cry
I’m so sorry I never said goodbye
leaving my Amy, my little child -
wondering why?

Chorus: You know that I can feel your pain
wounded child cryin’ in the rain
though I’ve been gone for all these years
I have always dried your tears
for I am always near – feeling all your fear
just call on me, my little one . . . I am here

My sweet child, I can still feel you smile
your serenade of love still touches me
soothing like a rhapsody
listen carefully for my reply
I come to you through dream and lullaby

“When at night I go to sleep – fourteen angels watch do keep” *

My brave little one, your pain is almost done
soon you will be shining like the sun
living in the light we are one

* from Humperdinck’s “Prayer from Hansel and Gretel”

0 Comments

BERTHA WILHELMINA JULY 1988 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

0 Comments

I remember when you told me “Don’t name your kids after me”
but that would leave a great big hole in the family tree
it’s really not such an atrocious name . . .
when I remember your soft gentle face
My mother is who you are . . .
and “Bertha Wilhelmina” is pearls covered with lace

Chorus: And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

Don’t ya wish somehow
we could’ve altered that untimely fate
seems amazin’ that my heart didn’t just fill up with hate
losin’ you so long ago – it still wounds me so . . .
now I’m just lettin’ it bleed . . .
healin’ with the help of your love the wounded child in me

Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

I never knew I looked so like you
you left me as a little girl
became a woman I wish you knew
photographs of you yesterday – I resemble today
the essence of your beauty will sparkle within me always

Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

0 Comments

SOLO WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

0 Comments

Summer 1980

Restless times for love & wishin’ I could sleep beside a man that’s not like all the others
not just casual intimacy

Chorus: Strangers in a strange land indeed
who are you who is me
and why can’t we come together
we’re fillin’ a void that only gets wider
acting as if we both really care
yet still I’m sittin’ here today
watchin’ the sun play on the bay

Alone at home just a pen and my thoughts
high tide singin’ strong
fire’s cracklin’, lanterns low – wish I had a beau
just someone to share with – just to be there with
to hold me when I’m low

0 Comments

PUGET SYMPHONY6/14/2015

0 Comments

Summer 1980

Moonset Skagit Bay
sparklin’ golden to the Milky Way
think I’m gonna delay my stay
til the clouds disappear it away

Red houseboat circles around
rockin’ to the beat of the sound
Whidbey lights come a flickerin’ through
its windows like a haunting guru

Chorus:

Soothing Puget Symphony
gently rockin’ me away to the sea
moonset sinkin’ through a clouded veil
intoxicating moonlight ale

Pairs of lovers greetin’ the sea
sharin’ in its mystery
rowboat dancin’ by the red houseboat
lovers makin’ moon a la float Chorus

Mornin’ comes rollin’ around
Rowboat lies still on the ground
Tide wanes out, ocean lullaby nil
but rockin’ with a harmony still Chorus

Moonset Skagit Bay
Moonset Skagit Bay . . . moonset, moonset Skagit Bay
Moonset Skagit Bay

0 Comments

MYSTERY3/23/2015

0 Comments

October 1992

Healing waters . . . healing waters of the earth

Cleansing waters . . . cleansing waters of the earth

Stones of mystery here long ago before me . . .

earth history . . . speaks to me . . .

Sacred pool envelop me . . . womb of the earth replenishing

let it be . . .

Welcome the mystery . . .

wisdom of the Mother Earth guiding me . . .

gathering strength . . . emerging free . . .

Sing of earth’s melody      joining in life’s harmony

Breitenbush River symphony . . .

healing me . . .

healing me . . .

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HEALING MUSIC FROM THE HEARTAdd text

JOURNEY TO THE SOUL - BENEATH THE SURFACE6/14/2015

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December 1991

On this journey letting go of control

guide me, guide me so I know . . .

Passage through the darkness to be whole

illuminating hidden shadows I disown

Whimpering voices demanding to be heard

denied for so long . . . orphaned in this world

Conditioned in survival – severed from the whole

On this journey letting go of control . . .

guide me, guide me so I know . . .

Beyond the Illusion . . . beneath the surface so much more

embracing the duality . . .

surrendering to my soul . . .

guide me, guide me so I know . . .

0 Comments

WENDYSONG6/14/2015

0 Comments

July 1988

Gentle friend, I’ll be with you til the end – and then . . .

if you get there before I do

try to remember what we’ve been through

please touch me now and then with tender loving care

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .

Chorus:  I know when loved ones die . . . no one ever leaves

but our bodies are a treasure we receive

and the language of love through your body flow

lifts me when I’m feelin’ low

your loving touch releases me to flow

You’ve seen my pain, and I’ve seen plenty of yours

we’ve shed our tears as loved ones come and go

we’ve cried and laughed and sighed

at times we wanted to die

sometimes we with eagles soared . . .

and other times wondered why we signed up for the course

Chorus

Gentle friend I’ll be with you til the end – and then . . .

if you get there before I do

try to remember what we’ve been through

please touch me now and then with tender loving care

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . . .

for I’d miss the warmth of your body from way out there . .

0 Comments

THE GIFT~FOR KARLEEN MARCH 1990 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

0 Comments

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve given me
the courage to grieve
as you led me through forgotten memory

Chorus:  Guiding my hand
facing ghosts of long ago buried in this wasteland
the journey she denied . . . the tears we should’ve cried . . .
the love laid down and died . . .
withdrawn long before it was time . . .
such a crime . . .
Now here you are giving to me all that she couldn’t be

She never said goodbye
the children didn’t ask why
but when in bed alone they’d cry
prayin’ that she wouldn’t have to die

Chorus: Guiding my hand
facing ghosts of long ago buried in this wasteland
the journey she denied . . . the tears we should’ve cried . . .
the love laid down and died . . .
withdrawn long before it was time . . .
such a crime . . .
Now here you are giving to me all that she couldn’t be

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve give me
the power to be free
by listenin’ to the wounded child in me
being my friend, knowing on you I can depend
the rage no more denied
suppressed feelings now brought into the light
creating a space open wide
where sleeping dreams no longer hide
thank God I’m alive . . .

I wonder if you see the gift that you’ve given me

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SHAKTI MOONDANCE6/14/2015

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September 1991

And now I know it’s time to let go . . .

the dying moon mirrors the dance my body knows . . .

the shedding of the old reflects the pain within my soul

healing passage through the dark will lead me home . . .

healing passage through the dark to be reborn . . .

and the mystery cycle begins anew . . .

Chorus:  New moon . . . the light will return real soon . . .

New moon . . . sometimes inspires a tune . . .

Magic moon . . . mysterious rune . . .

Guru moon . . . please guide me to my shadow

through the darkness where the Goddess lies in slumber deep . . .

awaken her dormant power in me . . .

Chorus

Magic moon . . . mysterious rune

magic moon . . .

magic moon . . .

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DEEP THERAPY MARCH 1989 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

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First day of spring
wish I knew what I was feeling
my mind needs clearing

Chorus:  Like a closet filled with webs of darkness
ghosts fade in and out of focus
pain and fear locked somewhere in my mind
the child remembers it somehow
please trust my journey through you now
together we’ll expose the lurking shadows
and tenderly our love will light the way

Somehow I just need to sing
take the time to be listening
the wound keeps bleeding patiently
revealing unknown mystery . . .
searchin’ for the key . . . inside of me . . . .

Memories buried long ago
photographs refuse to share the story
there was no glory when you let go
left alone you took the map
and no one else could fill the gap
and all that rage I turned it in on me
and now I just want to be free

First day of spring
wish I knew what I was feeling . . .

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PRAYER FOR MY CHILD JULY 1988 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

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July 1988

My brave little one . . . your pain is almost done . . .
soon you will be dancing in the sun . . .
the journey you are moving through
becoming the love that was given you
letting the pain overflow . . .
discovering what you didn’t know
freeing your life from the shadow
melting into the beauty of the rainbow

Chorus: You know that I can feel your pain
wounded child cryin’ in the rain
though I’ve been gone for all these years
I have always dried your tears
for I am always near – feeling all your fear
just call on me, my little one . . . I am here

My youngest little prize, “bonus baby” of five
you’ve walked through the storm with your head up high
remembering the words to our lullaby
so go ahead and let yourself cry
I’m so sorry I never said goodbye
leaving my Amy, my little child -
wondering why?

Chorus: You know that I can feel your pain
wounded child cryin’ in the rain
though I’ve been gone for all these years
I have always dried your tears
for I am always near – feeling all your fear
just call on me, my little one . . . I am here

My sweet child, I can still feel you smile
your serenade of love still touches me
soothing like a rhapsody
listen carefully for my reply
I come to you through dream and lullaby

“When at night I go to sleep – fourteen angels watch do keep” *

My brave little one, your pain is almost done
soon you will be shining like the sun
living in the light we are one

* from Humperdinck’s “Prayer from Hansel and Gretel”

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BERTHA WILHELMINA JULY 1988 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

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I remember when you told me “Don’t name your kids after me”
but that would leave a great big hole in the family tree
it’s really not such an atrocious name . . .
when I remember your soft gentle face
My mother is who you are . . .
and “Bertha Wilhelmina” is pearls covered with lace

Chorus: And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

Don’t ya wish somehow
we could’ve altered that untimely fate
seems amazin’ that my heart didn’t just fill up with hate
losin’ you so long ago – it still wounds me so . . .
now I’m just lettin’ it bleed . . .
healin’ with the help of your love the wounded child in me

Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

I never knew I looked so like you
you left me as a little girl
became a woman I wish you knew
photographs of you yesterday – I resemble today
the essence of your beauty will sparkle within me always

Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

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SOLO WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN6/14/2015

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Summer 1980

Restless times for love & wishin’ I could sleep beside a man that’s not like all the others
not just casual intimacy

Chorus: Strangers in a strange land indeed
who are you who is me
and why can’t we come together
we’re fillin’ a void that only gets wider
acting as if we both really care
yet still I’m sittin’ here today
watchin’ the sun play on the bay

Alone at home just a pen and my thoughts
high tide singin’ strong
fire’s cracklin’, lanterns low – wish I had a beau
just someone to share with – just to be there with
to hold me when I’m low

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PUGET SYMPHONY6/14/2015

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Summer 1980

Moonset Skagit Bay
sparklin’ golden to the Milky Way
think I’m gonna delay my stay
til the clouds disappear it away

Red houseboat circles around
rockin’ to the beat of the sound
Whidbey lights come a flickerin’ through
its windows like a haunting guru

Chorus:

Soothing Puget Symphony
gently rockin’ me away to the sea
moonset sinkin’ through a clouded veil
intoxicating moonlight ale

Pairs of lovers greetin’ the sea
sharin’ in its mystery
rowboat dancin’ by the red houseboat
lovers makin’ moon a la float Chorus

Mornin’ comes rollin’ around
Rowboat lies still on the ground
Tide wanes out, ocean lullaby nil
but rockin’ with a harmony still Chorus

Moonset Skagit Bay
Moonset Skagit Bay . . . moonset, moonset Skagit Bay
Moonset Skagit Bay

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MYSTERY3/23/2015

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October 1992

Healing waters . . . healing waters of the earth

Cleansing waters . . . cleansing waters of the earth

Stones of mystery here long ago before me . . .

earth history . . . speaks to me . . .

Sacred pool envelop me . . . womb of the earth replenishing

let it be . . .

Welcome the mystery . . .

wisdom of the Mother Earth guiding me . . .

gathering strength . . . emerging free . . .

Sing of earth’s melody      joining in life’s harmony

Breitenbush River symphony . . .

healing me . . .

healing me . . .

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Deep Therapy MARCH 1989 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN

Sun, 14 Jun 2015 23:58:27 GMT

First day of spring
wish I knew what I was feeling
my mind needs clearing

Chorus: Like a closet filled with webs of darkness
ghosts fade in and out of focus
pain and fear locked somewhere in my mind
the child remembers it somehow
please trust my journey through you now
together we’ll expose the lurking shadows
and tenderly our love will light the way

Somehow I just need to sing
take the time to be listening
the wound keeps bleeding patiently
revealing unknown mystery . . .
searchin’ for the key . . . inside of me . . . .

Memories buried long ago
photographs refuse to share the story
there was no glory when you let go
left alone you took the map
and no one else could fill the gap
and all that rage I turned it in on me
and now I just want to be free

First day of spring
wish I knew what I was feeling . . .

Prayer For My ChilD JULY 1988 WRITTEN BY AMY HINDMAN

Sun, 14 Jun 2015 23:56:42 GMT

July 1988

My brave little one . . . your pain is almost done . . .
soon you will be dancing in the sun . . .
the journey you are moving through
becoming the love that was given you
letting the pain overflow . . .
discovering what you didn’t know
freeing your life from the shadow
melting into the beauty of the rainbow

Chorus: You know that I can feel your pain
wounded child cryin’ in the rain
though I’ve been gone for all these years
I have always dried your tears
for I am always near – feeling all your fear
just call on me, my little one . . . I am here

My youngest little prize, “bonus baby” of five
you’ve walked through the storm with your head up high
remembering the words to our lullaby
so go ahead and let yourself cry
I’m so sorry I never said goodbye
leaving my Amy, my little child -
wondering why?

Chorus: You know that I can feel your pain
wounded child cryin’ in the rain
though I’ve been gone for all these years
I have always dried your tears
for I am always near – feeling all your fear
just call on me, my little one . . . I am here

My sweet child, I can still feel you smile
your serenade of love still touches me
soothing like a rhapsody
listen carefully for my reply
I come to you through dream and lullaby

“When at night I go to sleep – fourteen angels watch do keep” *

My brave little one, your pain is almost done
soon you will be shining like the sun
living in the light we are one

* from Humperdinck’s “Prayer from Hansel and Gretel”

Bertha Wilhelmina JULY 1988 WrittEN BY AMY HINDMAN

Sun, 14 Jun 2015 23:54:06 GMT

I remember when you told me “Don’t name your kids after me”
but that would leave a great big hole in the family tree
it’s really not such an atrocious name . . .
when I remember your soft gentle face
My mother is who you are . . .
and “Bertha Wilhelmina” is pearls covered with lace

Chorus: And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

Don’t ya wish somehow
we could’ve altered that untimely fate
seems amazin’ that my heart didn’t just fill up with hate
losin’ you so long ago – it still wounds me so . . .
now I’m just lettin’ it bleed . . .
healin’ with the help of your love the wounded child in me

Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

I never knew I looked so like you
you left me as a little girl
became a woman I wish you knew
photographs of you yesterday – I resemble today
the essence of your beauty will sparkle within me always

Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me

Solo Written by Amy Hindman

Sun, 14 Jun 2015 23:50:26 GMT

Summer 1980

Restless times for love & wishin’ I could sleep beside a man that’s not like all the others
not just casual intimacy

Chorus: Strangers in a strange land indeed
who are you who is me
and why can’t we come together
we’re fillin’ a void that only gets wider
acting as if we both really care
yet still I’m sittin’ here today
watchin’ the sun play on the bay

Alone at home just a pen and my thoughts
high tide singin’ strong
fire’s cracklin’, lanterns low – wish I had a beau
just someone to share with – just to be there with
to hold me when I’m low

Puget Symphony

Sun, 14 Jun 2015 23:48:21 GMT

Summer 1980

Moonset Skagit Bay
sparklin’ golden to the Milky Way
think I’m gonna delay my stay
til the clouds disappear it away

Red houseboat circles around
rockin’ to the beat of the sound
Whidbey lights come a flickerin’ through
its windows like a haunting guru

Chorus:

Soothing Puget Symphony
gently rockin’ me away to the sea
moonset sinkin’ through a clouded veil
intoxicating moonlight ale

Pairs of lovers greetin’ the sea
sharin’ in its mystery
rowboat dancin’ by the red houseboat
lovers makin’ moon a la float Chorus

Mornin’ comes rollin’ around
Rowboat lies still on the ground
Tide wanes out, ocean lullaby nil
but rockin’ with a harmony still Chorus

Moonset Skagit Bay
Moonset Skagit Bay . . . moonset, moonset Skagit Bay
Moonset Skagit Bay

Journey to the Soul ~ Beneath the Surface December 1991

Tue, 24 Mar 2015 00:38:21 GMT

Mystery amy hindman october 1992

Mon, 23 Mar 2015 20:20:56 GMT

October 1992

Healing waters . . . healing waters of the earth
Cleansing waters . . . cleansing waters of the earth
Stones of mystery here long ago before me . . .
earth history . . . speaks to me . . .

Sacred pool envelop me . . . womb of the earth replenishing
let it be . . .

Welcome the mystery . . .
wisdom of the Mother Earth guiding me . . .
gathering strength . . . emerging free . . .
Sing of earth’s melody joining in life’s harmony
Breitenbush River symphony . . .
healing me . . .
healing me . . .