My Musical Life 7-19-26

July 19th, 2026

#25 Love On a Two-Way Street (The Moments) 👍🏼

Lyrics:
I found love on a two-way street
And lost it on a lonely highway (I lost love, I lost love)
Love on a two-way street (I found love)
And lost it on a lonely highway (I lost love, I lost love)🪄
True love will never die
So I’ve been told
But now I must cry
It is finally goodbye, I know, mmm🪄
With music softly playing
Her lips were gently saying (I love you), “I love you” (I love you)
She held me in desperation
I thought it was a revelation
And then she walked out🪄
How could I be so blind
To give up love the very first time
To be fooled is a hurting pain
To be loved then fooled is a crying shame
While I bear the blame
As she laughs my name🪄
With music softly playing
Her lips were gently saying
“Honey, I love you” (I love you, I love you)
She held me in desperation
I thought it was a revelation
And then she walked out🪄
I found love on a two-way street
And lost it on a lonely highway (I lost love, I lost love)
Love on a two-way street (I found love)
And lost it on a lonely highway (I lost love)

My Abundant Life 7-19-26

July 19th, 2026

Carving Out Time for Personal Pursuits That Bring Contentment

“It is the soul’s duty to be loyal to its own desires. It must abandon itself to its master passion.”

Rebecca West (British Author, December 21st, 1892 to March 15th, 1953)

“How about an answer we haven’t heard before? How about, ‘My authentic passions will have to wait until I’m ready to admit that pursuing them is essential for my happiness?’ How about, ‘I haven’t learned yet how to put myself on the list of priorities?’ Notice I didn’t suggest putting yourself first; I just want to get you on the list.”

“It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good and we must hunger after them.”

Mary Ann Evans (George Eliot) (English Novelist & Poet; November 22nd, 1819 to December 22nd, 1880)

“Space and time to nurture our creativity may be one of our authentic hungers. Perhaps we think that only food, drink, work, sex, shopping, or pills can reduce the gnawing to a dull throb. But maybe if we took an hour a day to paint, to plot, or to throw pots we wouldn’t be in pain–physical or psychic.”

“I think the point of nurturing authentic hungers is to learn to truly BE present. This IS the juice of life!”


–Ban Breathnach, Sarah. “Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy”. Grand Central Publishing. (1976). Kindle Page 264 to 265 of 501.

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