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            <title>Clouds of Glory</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[You waltzed through that door and you stole my heart like no one before<br />And then I knew a lifetime of hopes, like stars in the skies, all danced in your eyes<br /><br />You sang my song, all along, a voice calling in tune, Where was I, wasting time?  Never waking too soon<br />Suddenly, like the shimmering rainbow breaks:  You, and only you, ring my bell<br /><br />You waltzed through that door but you would not see we&#8217;d been there before<br />And then I knew the promise we made did flicker and fade - Will it kindle once more?<br /><br />You sang my song, all along, a voice calling in tune, Where was I, wasting time?  Never waking too soon<br />Suddenly, like the shimmering rainbow breaks:  You, and only you, ring my bell<br /><br />You ring my bell, that crystal clear tone, It floats on a wing and sings of it&#8217;s own<br />You ring my bell, a feathery chime, It lingers beyond, A treasure alone<br /><br /><br />You waltzed through that door and you stole my heart like you did before<br />You sang my song, all along, a voice calling in tune, Where was I, wasting time?  Never waking too soon<br />Suddenly, like the shimmering rainbow breaks:  You, and only you, ring my bell<br /><br />Yes, you, and only you, ring my bell, You - my traveling Bell<br /><br />Kristy Landgren  C 2012<br /><br /><br /><br />Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: <br />The soul that rises with us, our life&#8217;s Star, <br />Hath had elsewhere its setting, <br />And cometh from afar: <br />Not in entire forgetfulness, <br />And not in utter nakedness, <br />But trailing clouds of glory do we come <br />From God, who is our home: <br />Heaven lies about us in our infancy!<br /><br />William Wordsworth]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2012 09:36:14 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>Well, You Can't Plan Everything</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Here's a little update from the last "Wild Ride" blog.  Just when you think it's safe to plan again, here comes another curve ball.  The good news is that my dad's hip is getting stronger, he is cruising around the rehab facility, and cabin fever is overtaking him because every day he is asking for a "day pass" to leave the facility.  Fortunately, we have been able to provide him with trips to the barber, home to see the cat and work on tax prep, a Target run to buy a battery, Culver's for an ice cream cone, joy rides around town, and on and on...  Unfortunately, it is still winter.  When a new storm moves in and coats the pavement with snow and ice, for obvious reasons, he is not allowed any passes.  Time goes slowly and the boredom factor is a huge obstacle but, here is the bad news (although in a deviant way, it borders strangely on good news). Three weeks after my dad fell and broke his hip, my mom fell and broke her shoulder! This was horribly bad news and my mom is having tremendously more difficulty in recovery than my dad.  The strange part is that they are now in the same rehab facility, in the same room, hobbling down the hall together, leaning on each other, with their walker and cane!  It's kind of cute, albeit a rather perverse perspective of "cute".   <br /><br />I guess one has to keep a sense of humor and a positive outlook, even in the face of disaster.  So, we "children" are all contributing in our own ways.  My sister and her husband are the ones in town so they bear the biggest burden.  Mine is to head back to O'Hare twice a month, instead of the usual once, to give a reprieve.  Thanks to wonderful friends, neighbors and supportive co-workers, I have been able to arrange things to accommodate this change.  With gas prices and (consequently) airfares on the rise, times are even tougher and budgeting has become ever more critical.  Sadly, all music projects are taking a backseat to late-breaking developments and there's no sign of them climbing into the front seat any time soon.  But, life is good and family is great.  Spring is on the horizon and often times a rainbow follows the black cloud.  I find the key to happiness is to keep smiling, sing a song along the way, (<a href="http://www.openupyourheart.net/music.html">http://www.openupyourheart.net/music.html</a>), and never stop working towards good goals.  Always try to see the silver lining in the current "ride" because, as a wise man once said, "You can't plan everything."  Just when you think you can, well, look out for that inbound surprise aiming to smack you in the face!  It seems that there is always one coming - just right around the corner.]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 11:36:04 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>Wild Ride</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[It is an interesting dichotomy that there is always an opposite in every thing.  Christmas was unusually delightful this year, with everyone gathered in Illinois.  Especially charming was a visit from Texas of my niece&#8217;s family, including her three &#8220;small fry&#8217;s&#8221; - a 4 year-old, 2 year-old, and 6 month-old.  Naturally, there was the exhilarating excitement typical of the bright-eyed imagination of little ones.  We had such entertainment in their busy motions, curious chatter, and wondrous amazement.  Although a calm, quiet, reflective Christmas does have it&#8217;s advantages, there is nothing comparable to the energy of a Christmas, full of &#8220;Santa anticipation,&#8221; and then followed by the optimism of a sensational new year.  <br />But as the saying goes (although not completely accurate), all good things must come to an end.  And I had a surprisingly abrupt end on January 13, when my father slipped on the winter ice and broke his hip.  The contrast of youthful invincibility with elderly fragility has been a painful reminder of nature&#8217;s inevitable cycles.  It has been a week, complete with one wild ride after another, from the ambulance run to the hospital, the worrisome wait of a surgery, the exhaustive ordeal of post-operative effects and complications, and finally the emotional and physical brace for the long haul of rehabilitation.  Fortunately for me, there is strength in numbers, and I am very grateful for the family support we provide each other.  I don&#8217;t know how &#8220;only children&#8221; cope with crisis.  I suppose they import &#8220;family&#8221; from their relationships, which gives them much needed aid.  <br />Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on attitude, it is a fact that without experiencing the &#8220;bad&#8221; in life, it would be impossible to appreciate the &#8220;good&#8221;.  Without the bitter, there would be no recognition of the sweet.  The tendency is to wish to forego the bitter and just &#8220;enjoy&#8221; a life of sweet.  Although some would suggest such a ride were possible, it is really only a mirage.  Monotony would rule and life would waste.  It is a tough lesson to learn but it is critical, indeed.  <br />Yes, life relentlessly bombards us with lessons to learn so that in the end we can complete and pass the course with flying colors!  And with the proper outlook, the human spirit is a resilient one.  I still hope this episode has a happy ending.  Nevertheless, I&#8217;ll continue to seek comfort in the universal medicine of the soul - a good song!  I hope you are able to benefit from such medicine <a href="http://www.openupyourheart.net/music.html">http://www.openupyourheart.net/music.html</a> and that your ride is a successful one.]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 14:33:20 -0800</pubDate>
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            <title>Rest in Peace, Aunt Bev</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Beverly Landgren Waite, age 87, peacefully passed away at her home, after a brief illnesss.  She was surrounded by her husband and their four sons, with their families.  Beverly was the daughter of Swedish immigrants, Arthur and Bertha Carlson Landgren.  She grew up in Rockford, Illinois, along with her sister Shirley Mae, and brother John David (my father).  Her humor and wit was evident from an early age.  She charmed her family, friends and all those with whom she came in contact at home, in school, and throughout her life. <br />She was an outstanding student, an avid tennis player, and a dedicated musician.  She devoted her life to her family, her community, and to her Church.  She and her husband presided over the missionary work in Paris, France, Ivory Coast, West Africa, Lausanne, Switzerland, Brussels, Belgium, and Metz, France.  They also served in temples in Switzerland, Chicago, and Utah.  She was an avid geneologist, having prepared thousands of names of her Swedish ancestors.  Her musical talents as singer and pianist blessed many choirs, chorales, quartets, duets and ensemebles.  While in Ivory Coast, she taught Ivorians to sing, conduct music, and play the piano.  She was a consummate performer and a beloved teacher.  She will be remembered for the joy and optimism she inspired.  Mostly, I will miss her laughter and her song.  Until we meet again, rest in peace, Aunt Bev.]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 21:25:15 -0800</pubDate>
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            <title>The End of the Line</title>
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            <description><![CDATA["I am not defined by my government.  I AM defined by the Constitution", <a href="http://www.GBTV.com">www.GBTV.com</a>.  There is concern, as of late, that bad policy is contributing to the instability of the US and the world.  We would hope that good policy could effect their stabilization but sadly, the opposite seems to be occurring.  It is a legitimate concern, when government agencies run around targeting private companies, invading and criminalizing them.  One has to wonder and begin to question whether such harassment is for political reasons or merely the result of certain agencies becoming too big, bloated, and run amuck with unrestrained power.  Sometimes thoughts of the more nefarious kind come to mind, even though those thoughts are quickly exiled, in hopes of convincing ourselves that the unimaginable could never be happening.  Why would anyone intentionally want to harm the country?  <a href="http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2011/09/07/does-white-house-want-to-ship-jobs-overseas/">http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2011/09/07/does-white-house-want-to-ship-jobs-overseas/</a><br /><br />Yes, all this talk of creating jobs and avoiding a depression/collapse falls on hollow ears when the actions seem to contradict the stated goals.  While "the duck talks the talk, he does not walk the walk".  Jobs are not rebounding and scared citizens don't promote an increase in public confidence.  In fact, the economy continues to suffer, with ongoing declines in the medium income data, job growth and other leading economic indicators (ie. the depressed housing market), as well as, global credit ratings.   Disenfranchised youth create chaos and display a dismal outlook as the leaders of the future.  World markets keep reflecting the uncertainty and skepticism that inhibit recovery, a recovery that seems doomed without a massive reversal of policy.     <br /><br />&#8220;America is great because she is good. If America ceases to be good, America will cease to be great.&#8221; <br />Alexis de Tocqueville<br /><br />Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free. <br />Ronald Reagan<br /><br />It feels like a black cloud is hanging over the country (and the world).  Of course, storms do pass and sunny days can lie ahead.  However, there is a necessity for active participation in the process, not merely a change in the current weather patterns.  Thank you to all who use their position of influence to inform and advocate for a better tomorrow.  I see a dawn on the horizon.  It's really not the end of the line!  <a href="http://www.openupyourheart.net/music-34.html">http://www.openupyourheart.net/music-34.html</a>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 18:57:58 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>Happy Birthday, October Babies!</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Happy Birthday, all you October babies!  I love October.  When I was a little girl, I looked forward to the end of the month, which was not only the coming of Halloween, but my Dad&#8217;s birthday, as well, on Halloween.  All month long, I got excited for the costume I would choose and prepare (actually my Mom prepared it and saved the stickers for me to place on it.)  I also planned and hoped I would receive my Dad&#8217;s favorite candy from trick-or-treating, so that I would be able to give him the present he wanted most.  He loved the Hershey&#8217;s almond bars and the Payday candy bars.  After we returned from trick-or-treating, we would dump all our candy on the table and let him pick out his favorites.  It was such a fun time, as a kid, because we were too small to think of real birthday presents.  We just knew we were able to give him, on our own, the birthday present he really wanted most - all from our own stash of collected candy.  At least, his &#8220;excitement&#8221; convinced us this was the best gift in the whole world.  We didn&#8221;&#732;t even realize we had not given it to him &#8220;on our own&#8221; but we were really just a bunch of little beggars, in fact.  Ah, the charm of childhood!  <br />Hence, this is my fascination with October and October birthdays.  Since then, I have inherited a niece, a nephew-in-law, a brother-in-law, a friend, an icon, and a boss, all in October.  Indeed, life is for celebrating, and there is no occasion more worthy of celebration than the all-around-good-time of a birthday!  So, please accept my gift, "On Your Side", <a href="http://www.openupyourheart.net/music.html">http://www.openupyourheart.net/music.html</a>, and   one more time, &#8220;Happy Birthday, to all you October babies!&#8221;]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2011 10:24:40 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>London on the Mend</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[What a wonderful time to be in London.  I wish I were there.  The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints' UK website chronicled the last-minute scramble of hundreds of volunteers to answer the call from the Mayor of London's Office to help in the city clean-up.  It was a smashing success & evidently, a good time was had by all who participated.  <a href="http://www.lds.org.uk/news/article-view/archive/2011/september/article/mormon-helping-hands-launches-the-london-mayors-clean-up-appeal-1/">http://www.lds.org.uk/news/article-view/archive/2011/september/article/mormon-helping-hands-launches-the-london-mayors-clean-up-appeal-1/</a><br /><br />Actually, I always wish I were in London - ever since I went to Europe, after my first year of college.  My sister and I, along with our two cousins, Randy and Tom, bought EuroRail Passes and we road practically everywhere that train would take us.  We would plan our sights by day and then plan our trains by night so that we could sleep eight hours before arriving at our intended destination.  As you can imagine, this rendered a lot of dirty, cranky teenagers.  Then every two-three nights we would break down and buy a hotel room so that we could bathe and get a proper night's sleep.  It was a disgusting way to see Eroupe but, hey, we were kids, and kids do a lot of dumb things, right?  <br />Anyway, for obvious reasons, the train didn't go to London.  It was our plan to go on our way home, but, alas, we ran out of money and never made it.  It was the heartbreak of my young life and ever since, I keep wishing I were in London.  <br /><br />I have in my head all the wonderful sights I would see and, most definitely, among them would be the London Temple in the wintertime.  This is one of my most favorite scenes - a picture perfect postcard of the Temple:  <a href="http://lds.org/church/temples/london-england?lang=eng#gallery=image-4">http://lds.org/church/temples/london-england?lang=eng#gallery=image-4</a>.  <br />Of course, I would hit the traditional tourist sites:  The River Cruise, the Bridge, Westminster Abby, Buckingham Palace, Shakespeare Tour, and on and on...  Naturally, I would have to fit Abbey road in there somewhere. (What good American child who grew up in the Beatles era could leave without seeing that iconic street?)  I don't know if I would ever make it to Diana's resting grounds -  I might have to save that for another trip.  <a href="http://www.openupyourheart.net/music.html">http://www.openupyourheart.net/music.html</a>  "Echo of a Princess"<br />And, finally, I would hop an English train to Canterbury to see the famous Cathedral (which is the focus of a marvelous benefit concert on 12/10/11, "Canterbury Rocks at Christmas": <a href="http://www.thecanterburygift.com">www.thecanterburygift.com</a>)<br />There is just so much history, architecture, beauty, educational opportunities, and enjoyment!  Yes, I always wish I were there.  In fact, one day will be a London day!]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2011 17:57:58 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>School's Back!</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[School is back in town for many of the private ones and after the holiday next weekend, public ones, as well.  When I was growing up, this was the death nail of summer time.  Even though temperatures could remain summer-like for another month, days were getting shorter and homework/music practice squashed any time for swimming and playing.  In Illinois, theme parks, clubs, and pools all closed after the Labor Day weekend and it was a very sad time for a kid.  Of course, I am not in school anymore but, psychologically, I still feel the drag of the Labor Day weekend, triggering the end of summer and the beginning of fall.   <br />    However, now that I am an adult, it&#8217;s ok.  After all, life would be boring without seasons and, in fact, life is one big classroom, anyway, isn&#8217;t it?  We never stop learning and half the fun is accomplishing goals for which we have been working.  At the moment, I am trying to figure out the editing tricks of the music program.  I wish I could learn how to edit pitch; it would save me a lot of time redoing a vocal (like, TEN TIMES) to eliminate the flat notes!  Most of the time, when I redo a vocal, I am successful but sometimes - not so much.  I still cringe every time I hear a note or sound I wish I had corrected but just didn&#8217;t have anymore patience or $ to spend.  (These are the times when it would have been good to have someone around to hit me over the head and tell me how terrible I sound!)  Anyway, live and learn, and back to an easier lesson.  <br />     I have improved on the volume edits of the sound wave, which are most helpful in tempering my uneven levels.  This is a good accomplishment because anything I can learn myself will save expenses when I send the final mix to the engineer.  I have three songs on the table right now but I am struggling with variety.  I am beginning to bore myself with songs that all sound alike to me.  So, I figure, with improved creating, performing, arranging and editing, combined with the talents of a real drummer (not my lame attempts at MIDI), I should be able to offer up, in the next little while, some successes of my &#8220;classroom&#8221; endeavors.  Hopefully, I will be able to pass and advance to the next level.  I surely do not want to further embarrass myself with failing grades, so I had better end this blog and get back to work.  <br />    But, in celebration of the final days of summer, please visit the music page for your own personal download of &#8220;Ride,&#8221; which will be available through Labor Day.  Hope your days are happy and your lessons are well learned!]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2011 09:27:16 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>Happy Fourth of July!</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Tonight was an evening of parades, salutaions, music, and fireworks - a celebration of America's independence 235 years ago.  The Original Founders were not stodgy, old Englishmen (as some have alleged) but were well-educated, community leaders, who were among the most brilliant thinkers of all time.  They studied governments and societies, financial structures, political systems, and human nature.  They proclaimed a Declaration of Independence, participated in an American Revolution, and constructed a Constitution, the supreme framework for the organization of the U.S. government.  The Constitution defines the relationship government has with the states, it's citizens, and all people living within the United States. <br /><br />To quote GlennBeck.com:<br />"When those 56 men gathered to declare our Independence on July 4th, 1776, they weren't just saying no to British rule. Â&#8211;They were saying no to all rulers. They were declaring the beginning of the great American experiment, which sought to answer the question: Can man rule himself?Â&#8221; <br />Even with all the hardships and troubles facing America, I still believe the answer is YES!  And I say that as emphatically and enthusiastically as I possibly can.  Man CAN rule himself and we are going to prove it together!<br />If you're reading this then you probably know a lot about what I am working on but ultimately my goal is to prove that we have not failed in the goals set forth by our Founders so many years ago on July 4th.  Everything I've been working on has been done with the intention on giving you the tools, the history, and the information you need to be self-reliant."<br /><br />Every year we celebrate our unique freedoms and those who defend them.  We remember the incredible wisdom of the Founding Fathers and the bravery of those who serve America in uniform.  We love to share our traditions with our friends.  We enjoy our roots, history, culture, language, and enduring relationship with the U.K.<br />We embrace the positive additions to our American experience, which have come to us through foreign influences from around the world.  We continually strive to better ourselves, our surroundings, and the opportunties we provide for all.<br /><br />As the festivities come to a close, the work of maintaining freedom and American resiliency carries on.  Despite all our social, political, and economic dfficulties, our optimistic attitude and constant persistance motivates us to keep the July 4th flame alive in our hearts and well into the promising horizon.]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2011 09:59:32 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>The Happy Wanderer</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[This past weekend was the first in a month I have been home.  With a graduation, two concerts, and a long weekend trip back home to check in on my folks, I haven&#8217;t pulled a weed or done a load of laundry in a month!  What a lot of work has awaited me.  Luckily, I have the best housekeeper in the world.  She takes care of the place and she keeps two blue and green parakeets alive and well!  When I was a small fry, I thought I would have the normal life that everyone seemed to have in the early &#8221;&#732;60&#8217;s - the house, the husband, the 2.5 kids, the white picket fence, and the &#8220;happily ever after&#8221; I dreamed about.  But, I guess I never sat still long enough for that dream to materialize.  Just give me a plane, train, bus, boat, or automobile and I&#8217;m ready to take off on another wild ride to adventure land.  For whatever reason, I turned out to be an fearless wanderer.  <br />    Actually, it&#8217;s not quite as exciting as those last two sentences imply.  It&#8217;s really a lot more practical than all that.  I always wanted a little house but, when I settled in Los Angeles, the exorbitant market is just not conducive to the novice home buyer.  So I had to skip county in order to find a small, cute, affordable one.  Since my job remained in L.A., I then began my wandering commute into the city, staying some weekdays in a cozy rental room, and returning weekends to my beautiful little house.   <br />    The fact that I chose to live in California (which is so far from Illinois) also contributes to my vagabond lifestyle.  I head back once a month to give my sister a break from caring for elderly parents so that she and her husband can go visit kids and grandkids.  I have one brother who pops into town a couple times a month for comic relief (he&#8217;s the character of the family) and another who uses his wife&#8217;s airline employee spousal privileges to standby for any flight, any time.  He shows up frequently to assist with whatever is needed.  It&#8217;s always fun to try to arrange simultaneous visits so that we can break out guitars and keyboards - just give us a microphone and we can easily entertain ourselves for hours with music, fun, and folly. <br />    So, as it turns out, I do a lot of wandering.  I wish I could spend more time at home but c&#8217;est la vie.  My house is a great place to base out of and I know it is always anxiously waiting my return.  I am reminded of the song we use to sing in A Cappella, &#8220;The Happy Wanderer&#8221;.  I love the chorus, &#8220;&#8221;¦Valderie, valderah, valderie, valderah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, Valderie, valderah, my knapsack on my back!&#8221;  That&#8217;s how I feel:  Like the happy wanderer with my knapsack on my back.  So, off I go again to Oceanside this weekend and in celebration of the upcoming summer season, please visit the music page for your own personal download of "Ride".  And in the words of Roy Roger&#8217;s theme song, &#8220;Happy trails to you, until we meet again!&#8221;]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2011 06:26:41 -0700</pubDate>
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