Haiti: Songs of Hope and Miracles

The thing that touches my heart about  big disasters, whether natural or human created, is the miracles that happen in conjunction with them, and the loving kindness and shared feelings that people experience. I love seeing people come together to help and bless and support.

Here are two things that I find beautiful... The first is a rescue of a woman who was trapped in the rubble for 6 days. When she was pulled out she was SINGING - "Don't be afraid of death."



And the second is a performance from the MTV Hope for Haiti Now benefit show. There are 19 videos of performances from that show which can be seen beginning here: http://tinyurl.com/ye6vdxt
You can choose others from the list in the menu on the right side of the page. my favorite video from that show: Justin Timberlake, accompanied by Matt Morris on guitar and harmony vocals, and Charlie Sexton on guitar. I love the vocal harmonies and the beautiful slow sweetness of this performance.

Donate Now: 1-877-99-HAITI in US/Canada, or go to http://www.hopeforhaitinow.org/

Although - I also love Leonard Cohen's original version of it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrLk4vdY28Q

My heart is just so touched by the beauty of the human spirit, and the songs that emerge from the beauty, the sorrow and the love.

Blessings,
Shakura Cathryn
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"Why do we sing? It's how we bless our lives. Our whole lives, the brokenness and the holiness, the joy and the sorrow, all of it, not just some of it, but all of it....Singing our lives is different from living them. It doesn't enhance the sacredness, but it acknowledges the sacredness. When we sing about grief, or longing, or hope, or joy, we become aware of the wonder and mysteriousness of our lives. Singing our lives is blessing our lives....There is power in the song." ~Sarah Campbell
“I think continually of those who were truly great.
Who, from the womb, remembered the soul's history
Through corridors of light where the hours are suns,
Endless and singing. Whose lovely ambition
Was that their lips, still touched with fire,
Should tell of the spirit clothed from head to foot in song.”
~Excerpt from the poem I Think Continually of Those, by Stephen Spender