"(Wind's) Imaging" genre: Celtic
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	A song of personal power. Thunder and sounds of a storm swirl around underneath the voice creating a song that mingles a desire of freedom with the feeling of a bird in flight.
	CD: Songs of the Dark   Label: None Credits: Sound engineer--Rick Cosby of Ricky Recordo Studios, HR Gerrard--cover artist
	Story Behind the Song This song is actually the end result of a powerful haunting dream I have had since I was a child. In my dream a woman stands on a cliff above a raging sea with her arms upraised, the storm is above and around her lifting her skirts and her hair. There is power, fury, and fierce joy within and around her. This figure has fascinated me all my life. I spent a lot of time as a child going outside and playing in the wind (though never in the lightening HA!).This vision has been with me as long as I can remember. It was so powerful that as a child I spent a lot of time dressing up in roomy, flowing skirts and standing on the highest point I could find, just letting the wind blow my skirts around me, dancing, and lifting my arms to the sky. Living in a small town, obviously people thought I was a bit strange. Ha, as if people didn't still think so. :) Even now I love the wind and the power it represents. The immediate motivation, however, came on stepping outside into a darkening Colorado night at the end of a work day into the beginning of a storm. The wind swirled my skirts around me and I felt its power rise within me. The song was born at that moment. The image of the woman of my dreams came to me and suddenly the first words to the song were just there. "The wind blows through me. It soars through the trees, sings in my soul, carries my dreams." I stood there relishing the moment letting the intensity of the storm pour through me. When I got home that evening I wrote down the beginning of the song. The rest of the song coursed through me about a month later and finally I had words for the feelings storms awake in me. This song is about the desire to blend with nature and discover inside the adult us, the child who still remembers the magic of imagination to free and transform you inside into anything you wish, giving the freedom of wings to lift you into and above the storms of life. For me all that comes when I open myself and let the storm of ideas, music, imagination, and love of living take root in me. The other image is letting the storm lift you up, not sink into it and let it tear you apart. The chorus to me says it all "All of the magic is here in my heart. I need only courage to find my lost art. For I know that once when only a child I could move freely move free, bold, and wild. Chasing rainbows and catching fire in my hands." It didn't take me long to write after the first phrase as the music and lyrics flowed together onto the paper. When I finally recorded it, it was done in about 3 takes with the thunder being added in by my sound engineer later over the storm winds on my keyboard. We did all the keyboard work on all the songs first--two takes for the keys--adding the voice in later. The voice I got in one take. Lyrics VI: The wind soars through me, it soars fierce and free. It sings in my soul and it carries my dreams. Power arises in the heart of the storm. I fly on the clouds and it's rage keeps me warm. Raising my arms I release all I am. My form changes swiftly and now where I stand flys a bird, rising high, beating wings in the night, fleeing earth, finding life in the sky. CH: All of the magic is here in my heart. I need only courage to find my lost art. For I know that once when only a child, I could move freely, move free, bold, and wild. Chasing rainbows and catching fire in my hands. VII: Sometimes I imagine I'm not who I am. It seems that my memories are not of this land. For my thoughts flame through the shattering breeze. My hearts full of sky, my mind fills with trees. I long to run along wild on the sand, to rush through the tide and spring free of this land, to be one with the earth, singing songs of its birth, spinning free, singing truth with my cries. CH: VIII: The wind soars through me. It blows fierce and free. It sings in my soul and it carries my dreams. Power arises in the heart of the storm. The clouds are beneath me. I rise and I'm warm. All that I know of the land down below seems hollow and empty, a memories glow and I fly fierce and wild as I did when a child. Fleeing earth, catching fire in my hand CH: CHII: All of the magic is here in my heart. I need only courage to find my lost art. For I know that once when only a child. I could move freely, move free, bold, and wild. Chasing rainbows and catching fire, chasing rainbows and catching fire, chasing rainbows and catching fire in my hands.

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