Franciscan Sisters of Christian Charity invite you in this season of often deep, colorful transitions and new beginnings to enjoy Christine Kane’s “Times Three”.
Like Elizabeth Coatsworth “The Hills” poem, this September song calls for “walking on the lion-coloured hills with only cypresses for company, until the sunset caught me [us], turned the brush to copper, set the clouds to one great roof of flame above the earth, so that I[we] walk through fire, beneath fire, and all in beauty.” May our Trinitarian God bless you in your own journey of transformation as you seek to discern God’s awesome presence in all things.
About Christine Kane
After 15 years in a successful career as a popular songwriter and performer, Christine shifted her focus so that she could provide a deeper level of service to other creative and entrepreneurial types. “Yeah,” she laughs. “I went from being a rock star on the stage to helping people be rock stars in their lives and businesses! I love it! This is my dream come true!”
Christine has now worked with over a thousand people in her Uplevel Your Life® Mastery Program and Uplevel Your Business™ Program & Blueprint, in addition to her popular events and retreats – where she teaches students how to create successful businesses based in their passion, attract an on-going stream of customers, clients and income — while creating a life of meaning and purpose. She is known as the Mentor to Women Who are Changing the World.
Website:
http://christinekane.com/blog/
Times Three Lyrics
Let out a long sigh
Under a low sky
I’m coming home to you
I’m feeling nervous
I’m always nervous
I’m always passing through
Noise all around me
Sounds like graffiti
In this broken land
Where we will tell you
What we will sell you
And we will shake your hand
Ten thousand times I’ve
Wondered aloud why
We don’t just die of fear
And I dream now
To wake up all the love inside of me
Times three
And I see how
The light alone is all we need to be
I am the big love
The magic wand of
The one who hung the moon
I am the camera
I am the paintbrush
Down in the deepest blue
I want a kingdom
I want a ride home
I want a big white room
And I dream now
To wake up all the love inside of me
Times three
And I see how
The light alone is all we need to be
Aren’t we?
The wars are behind us
The marks are erased
The danger is over
The altar’s in place
The damage is likely to leave
When embraced by these tears
Maybe we’re crazy
I think we’re lonely
I think we’re wide awake
What is your passion?
Where is your dungeon?
What was your worst mistake?
And will you make
Your days replay your dreams?
