Sara

About me:

Beale Street Blues
Here is the first thing about me that is true.. I am a bluessinger.. fact is I dont sound like nobody at all, but some little white girl from the delta who grew up singin with black folks.. in fact that's it! I sound like a white black girl. who likes to growl and cry and moan, and whisper and sing real silky like..silky and oh so smooth, unless of course Im singin mean.. then I wanna hurt you real real bad..and woo you right on back down..to where the sun does shine some days, and some o those days, fact is it dont. I have bubbles of Joy that come up inside of me and I let them out my mouth. They are golden. I feel them and see them and they are hard to contain.I get off on being kind. It hurts me far too much when people are mean, moreso when they are mean to each other. I am compassionate. I don't have many defenses, I am vulnerable by design. I believe it is my spiritual path to be as open and defenseless as a child. I believe it takes courage. It is easier to be hard. I think that's for the birds. I have made many true friends on mypspace that I will always love, and will always be true to. I give them my word. I lie awake at night and long for unknown things., sometimes..other times I smile and hug myself and thank God I am alive. I am lucky. I sing beautifully. I hear it in my chest, and its the most incredibly rich feeling. I talk to my plants. My hair gives me great pleasure and I like to wrap it around people. I love to dance and can get a good groove on. I like to get a good buzz on too. Sunshine is my darling. I will always be a beach girl. I love the Buddha, I love the Cosmic Christ.. I love the Goddess, I love him/her by any and all names. I love the Blues. With all my heart. I am a blues singer.THAT is who I am **THIS IS EXACTLY HOW I FEEL AND HAVE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO VERBALIZE IT, QUITE THIS WAY. THIS IS ABSOLUTELY WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE ME*****"The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To them... A touch is a blow, a sound Is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create -- so that without the creating of music Or poetry or books or buildings or something Of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour Out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really Alive unless he is creating." Pearl Buck This is who I loved most of all of them, truly and completely and THIS is who I am: I am a mother.I am a singer, a musician a poet,a writer, a best friend, a lover. I am a wise woman, and a foolish silly girl inside sometimes. Most of the time Im 17. I am amused and confused by my age. It is a delicious treat~ it is an oddity. It makes me wonder in amazement that I can be so old, and still feel exactly the same inside as I've always felt. It makes me wonder if all the "old people" I see, are perhaps all the same inside as they always were and I've thought they were simply old, and looked at them with disdain, when most times I was the fool. I know some people who were old when they were 12, and they will always be..and grumpy too. I am very, very sweet genuinely kind, but I am sassy too, and always speak my mind..even when I shouldn't. I sometimes lose my temper too quickly, and feel ashamed in about 5 minutes and usually cry and ask forgiveness, even when it wasn't my fault. I cannot bear to hurt another soul-and I don't kill anything, except maybe mosquitos. I am deathly afraid of grasshoppers without cause. I am not afraid of anything else, except the deaths of people I love. I love alot of people and have known much grief in my life. My son is my only family. He is also my best friend. He is my pride and joy. He is a hippie chicks child. He is a hippie dude.He didnt have it so easy with me as his mom, but I know he's glad he did. We made a contract to live as mother and son again this lifetime, and are doin a jam up job. and HE KICKS ASS ON THIS CLASSICAL GASSSSSS.Steffen's Classical Gas/Blackbird Medley

Add to My Profile | More Videos I don't go for a special age group, I go for the heart. I have lived many, many, countless lifetimes, and see energy around animate and inantimate objects..sometimes to the point of distraction. I am passionately in love with God. God is in everything, everything is God. I have a wacky, irreverant sense of humor and totally lose it at the times when you arent supposed to..like church and funerals. I giggle till I wet my pants. I haven't been to a church or funeral in many years. They don't allow me in(they have radar for my kind)I am twisted like that. I love sex with a passion that grows daily,(another thing I miscalculated about age), yet I dont like casual sex. It makes me feel empty. I know I haven't even begun to reach my prime...




let me hear your voice darlin

holla at cha homegirl!~

Beale Street Blues
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