❧❧❧ Whatever you can do or dream, you can BEGIN IT. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Goethe ❧❧❧
❧❧❧ You were born whole, not broken. Sandra Hammel ❧❧❧
Saturday, December 31, 2011
I GAVE MY SON A SONG FOR CHRISTMAS 2011 ~ UNTIL FOREVER ENDS
Christmas Eve December 24, Saturday, 2011 Photo credit: Sandra Hammel
Christmas Eve December 24, Saturday, 2011 Photo credit: Sandra Hammel
This is a public video, however the purpose of this song is for my son, which is a personal matter. He is 24 years old. Some bonds are deep, some never take at all. The bond that I feel with my son is the deep kind, that of hearts, spirits - between two souls. And he came into my life when he was 8 years old.
I am grateful for this special experience, this special bond.
One day, I hope to do this song with better voice. In the meantime, I upload what I did yesterday and include the live version that I sang for my son as one of his Christmas presents on Christmas Eve 2011, which was shot with the cheapest camera sold. I dream of having a decent camera one day. I just can't afford one.
This song was written December 14, 2011 for my son.
Until Forever Ends
Written by Sandra Hammel
Though we are two hearts, many years apart,
Our bond runs deep, deeper than the blue sea,
Now, you, you sail on,
I stand here and watch you take flight……
Every day, keep your passions alive, breathe free,
The series of photos are from E1 Entertainment, the Canadian distributor via the support site for The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus Click any photo to enlarge
The above series of photos of The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus are from E1 Entertainment, the Canadian distributor via the support site for The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus imaginariumofdrparnassus.com
Anything you want to know about The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus can be found at this websiteimaginariumofdrparnassus.com
............................................................ The interview with director Terry Gilliam begins around 8:38 and goes to the end The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus Uploaded by AlJazeeraEnglish This is the best interview I have seen....especially for the clips included in it of the movie.
............................................................ Another interview with Terry Gilliam, director of The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus Uploaded byg4tv.com
If you love Heath - and if you have gotten this far on the post, you probably like Heath immensely, at least - this will warm your heart and rebreak your heart....
Depp, Law, Farrell speak out about their part in 'The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus'
Posted on Monday, Dec. 21, 2009 by Emma Badame - Cineplex Entertainment
Production on The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus was halted by the sudden passing of lead actor, Heath Ledger. Shooting continued only when actors Johnny Depp, Jude Law and Colin Farrell signed on to each take on a portion of the remaining film.
Today, for the first time, each actor spoke out about the film, their admiration for director Terry Gilliam and actor Heath Ledger, and their devotion to ensuring Ledger’s final performance be shared with audiences and fans alike.
Here’s what they had to say: Johnny Depp:
“Maestro Gilliam has made a sublime film. Wonderfully enchanting and beautiful, The Imaginarium Of Doctor Parnassus is a uniquely ingenious, captivating creation; by turns wild, thrilling and hilarious in all its crazed, dilapidated majesty. Pure Gilliam magic!!!
It was an honor to represent Heath. He was the only player out there breathing heavy down the back of every established actors neck with a thundering and ungovernable talent that came up on you quick, hissing rather mischievously with that cheeky grin, “hey… get on out of my way boys, I’m coming through…” and does he ever!!! Heath is a marvel, Christopher Plummer beyond anything he’s ever done, Waits as the Devil is a God, Lily Cole and Andrew Garfield, the very foundation, are spectacular, Verne Troyer simply kicks ass and as for my other cohorts, Colin Farrell and Jude Law, they most certainly did Master Ledger very proud, I salute them.
Though the circumstances of my involvement are extremely heart-rending and unbelievably sad, I feel privileged to have been asked aboard to stand in on behalf of dear Heath.” Jude Law:
“I have always loved Terry Gilliam’s films. Their heart, their soul, their mind, always inventive, touching, funny and relevant.
When I got the call, it was a double tug. I liked Heath very much as a man and admired him as an actor. To help finish his final piece of work was a tribute I felt compelled to make. To help Terry finish his film was an honour paid to a man I adore. I had a great time on the job.
Though we were all there in remembrance, Heath’s heart pushed us with great lightness to the finish.” Colin Farrell:
“It’s not hard for me to imagine that if I ever look back on the films I’ve been a part of, and the stories I’ve had a hand in telling, one will stand out as so unique an experience, as to be incomparable. This experience was the shooting of The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. The reasons for its uniqueness, sadly, are probably obvious to anyone who reads this.
Three of us had been asked to complete a task that had been set in motion by a man we greatly liked and respected as both a person and an artist. Being part of this film was never about filling Heath’s shoes as much as seeing them across the finish line. How I wish he had brought the film to its completion himself. Of course the whole crew felt this way. And the cast that we joined felt it too. It was this spirit of grieving the loss of Heath, that Johnny and Jude and I joined. But there was also a sense of dogged insistence. Insistence that Heath’s last piece of work should not be kept in the shadow of the light of day.
More than anything though – more than the sadness and shock, the vulnerability and un-suredness as to whether it was right to complete the film or not – was an incredible sense of love. A community of people, caterers and actors, electricians and make up artists had been brought together in a recognized sense of love and obligation, for and to, one of cinemas finest actors and most generous of men. It will be this sense of love amidst the sadness I will remember most. Such a gift and an honor, from Heath, to be a part of the trail that he left behind. RIP Heath Ledger x”
(the three online names referred to below in my comment had already left comments at the posted article on the support site for imaginariumofdrparnassus.com)
This is the one I have been waiting for…especially watching Jude Law on show after show talking about “Sherlock Holmes” and no question about or mention of “The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus”.
Jodelle, I so agree with your statement…if there could ONLY be one gold line in this wonderful piece, that was the vein of gold.
mimiangel, everything you wrote is precious. My heart is heavy, but still I keep reading everything I can….just to feel close to Heath. Just want to walk up to him and hug him back to life. All the love, that Heath brought to life and continues to ignite in our Heath-Hearts is simply other-worldly.
Trekfan, yes, we are so grateful to these three men who brought us the spirit of Heath one more time. “The light of day” is exactly where we are with this movie being completed and thanks to all who worked toward that goal – especially these three gems.
“…Being part of this film was never about filling Heath’s shoes as much as seeing them across the finish line. How I wish he had brought the film to its completion himself…” I love how Colin put this. It is poetic.
Love all around, brought us “The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnasssus” – those who love Heath and those who have the spirit of love just like Heath in our hearts.
A warm hug of a salute to Heath in the Great Somewhere. Thanks for the heart and soul you let us see.
And thanks to Terry and each and everyone who took this across the finish line.
We love you. We love Heath.
Hug ~
Sandra form Rhode Island Proud Member of Team Parnassus Parnassion Passion
The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus
opens in select theatres on December 25
and will open nationwide on January 8 ~
"nationwide" does not mean
the same thing as "WIDE" ~ which means everywhere.
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In Rhode Island The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus will be at this theatre
What I started out to do was post George_Frideric_Handel's Messiah's All We Like Sheep Have Gone Astray. All I found was this. And then I found this by a poster in the Philippines, which is a tribute to Sam.
In high school, my choir director selected He Was Despised for me to sing. I'm not sure why. The Messiah to me is best when the whole chorus is singing. And listening to it doesn't hold a candle to actually being in that chorus and singing. But here is a glorious trumpet solo and Teddy Tahu Rhodes singing The Trumpet Shall Sound.
And then . . . .....................................................
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..................................................... Silent Night sung by St. Thomas Boys Choir of Germany
The people of Darfur are in my heart today.
GENOCIDE STOPS WITH US AND IF OUR LEADERS WON'T LEAD ON THIS ISSUE WE MUST LEAD THEM.
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...this campaign can't just be about me, it must be about us...
This campaign has to be about reclaiming the meaning of citizenship... and realizing that few obstacles can withstand the power of millions of voices calling for change......" Barack Obama
So, it's Christmas time and my son and I will be celebrating it as we have been doing since the second year he moved in ~ on Christmas Eve. The first year he was picked up from his foster family on Christmas day at 4:00 p.m.
So I wrapped his presents last night and bought some more today. Tomorrow, I will be cooking in advance.
But at the same time, I am preparing for my first ever campaigning participation. I will be driving up to New Hampshire January 3rd to help the Obama for America campaign throughout the night January 8. Iowa's caucus is January 3rd and New Hampshire's primary is January 8th. As this is my first time ~ I am excited.
And you can join us ~ New Hampshire ~ Barack Obama .............................................................
............................................................. Our Moment is Now The Rhode Island Secretary of State's Office has officially certified enough of the signatures given to them by local boards of canvassers to qualify Barack Obama for the March 4th Rhode Island primary. When we hit the finish line, others were just getting out of the gate. The Hillary Clinton supporters were in second place with 178 of the required 1,000 certified signatures. But now Hillary Clinton has gained more signatures: Rhode Island Secretary of State ~ Candidates for President Petitions for Ballot .............................................................
............................................................. Lilah Bell of Iowa is going to be 100 years old in July and is caucusing for Barack Obama. It is her first time to participate, too.
We the People need to be a part of the process or our government will continue to belong to the paid lobbyists.
It isn't that I want to lay guilt at anyone's heart who already desires to help end the genocide on the Darfuri people of Sudan. I just want us "Not to Forget". It is so easy to forget because our news media has chosen to NOT REPORT THE DARFUR CRISIS. You can however still catch the well-done HBO documentary film, Sand and Sorrow, as it is repeatedly aired.
It is Christmas and I know that Darfuri people don't celebrate Christmas because they are Muslims, however according to the website of Ontario Consultants of Religious Tolerance, there are 2,039 million Christians in the world. I was raised Christian. A fundamentalist, born-again, Bible-knowledgeable Christian from Indiana where my heritage points strongly to the Mennonites. Indiana has strong regions of Mennonites and the not-too-far-different Amish.Anyone, Christian or not, who has a moral code with humanity at its core, would ~ in my way of thinking ~ include genocide as one of those things that we must make a stand against. And I don't mean in the way that President Bush has taken a stand ~ merely rhetorically. I mean in actually forming a strategy to bring humanity to where the inhumane behaviors of genocide are getting nothing more than a statement against it every several months by the Christian, President George W Bush. A strategy to bring genocide to an end. You can't say you are a Christian and then act immorally and amorally as Bush has done for the last 5 years regarding the people of Darfur ~ and have credibility. Here is a man in a position to actually do something. And he has done nothing. ........................................................................................................................ Still, Still, Still
Christians all over the world celebrate Christmas, either on December 25 or January 6. And it seems so right to me to think about Darfur and the five year genocide, that is going on there, while we have knowledge of it ~ while we celebrate the joy of the birth of "our" Saviour. If "our" Saviour didn't come to free us from our ignorance and cold-hearted indifference, then it seems to me like a wasted trip to this mortal life if only for our isolated, individual souls. And that is, if you didn't know the teachings of the baby Jesus when he starting imparting his parables and demonstrating his Christian behavior while he walked on this Earth. Because if you have knowledge of those things, you know what we are to be doing for our brothers and sisters of Darfur, who are in such dire need.
I don't concern myself by describing myself as a Christian or by religion, but how I live my life. It is simple for me. What I make of those who say they are Christians and don't act in ways that I could tell, is this ~ if I don't see your life bearing any resemblance to your words, then truth is missing. There is a song "They Will Know We Are Christians By Our Love" that says it all in the title.
As I get hungry and think of the cookies and milk that are mine by simply walking to get them or if I am tired, I know I have the comforts of a bathroom and a cozy bedroom to feel at home in ~ I almost always think how it is for the hungry and homeless living in the cold because a man named Omar al-Bashir wants power over the Darfuri people.
Yes, it is Christmas in my life and even though Christmas is not a religious day for the Darfuri children and adults ~ they are not out of sight, out of my mind.I carry their hearts in my heart. As we all could if we chose to. And I do more than give it lip service, I work toward ending the genocide.We need our elected politicians to get the fortitude, the political will and moral imperative to use their power to bring the spirit of Christmas ~ Peace on Earth ~ in the way of strategies to end this man-made disaster named genocide. The Power of The Dream China will open the world's Olympics, August 8, 2008 at 8:00 p.m. with the theme, "One World, One Dream" and yet China supplies the weapons for the Darfur genocide and provides money for the genocide's military equipment and funding. And Russia sells the antonov planes to bomb the Darfuri people in conjunction with the government-backed janjaweed soldiers. China is also funding the new residence of Sudanese architect of the genocide, President Omar al-Bashir. Eric Reeves has written an article Partners in Genocide: A Comprehensive Guide to China's Role in Darfur. Also, Mia Farrow, writes of Darfur and her trips there. She also writes of the fact that the 2008 Olympics will be Genocide Olympics ~ just as the Olympics in Berlin, Germany were dubbed, that took place while the holocaust was going on.I am a great believer in "We the People" and our importance of forming the world we live in, the world we want to live in, the world we want to shape for our children' and grand children's future.
GENOCIDE STOPS WITH US AND IF OUR LEADERS WON'T LEAD ON THIS ISSUE WE MUST LEAD THEM.
You can give a tax deductible donation of $30 and provide a way for the women and girls not to have to go after firewood to cook with where the systematic rapes take place as a tool of the governmentally-supported genocide:Solar Cooker Project
Call President Bush's Comment Phone Line202-456-1111 or Call 1-800-GENOCIDE Enter your zip code.Choose to be connected to President Bush.You will receive talking points on SADA (Sudan Accountabiltiy and Divestment Act) before you are connected. Visit www.1800genocide.com after your call to tell how it went.
Dad and my son on the lake that dad made out of a corn field and a natural spring.
Dad around 1954
I was in a play called I Never Sang for My Father years ago. But I did. I sang for my father. When he was alive. We sang together, too. And I have sung for my father since he died seven months ago. There was something special that I had with my father. And now my feelings for him have become even more precious.
I was not allowed to see movies when I was growing up. Not counting the Disney movie, Bambi, that I finally was allowed to see after much debate with my second grade class on a field trip, the first real movie experience I had was when I convinced my parents to let me go see the movie The Sound of Music. My parents went with me and my dad loved Julie Andrews in the movie. ...............................................................
............................................................... The Lendler Uploaded by ArtHistory101
And then in November 2005, I visited Salzburg and walked some of the very places where the movie was shot. How cool is that! When I was in Villach, Austria, I stayed at a very nice hostel and one night a birthday party was being celebrated at the hostel. I was walking by the room and heard this fantastic harmonizing singing ~ it sort of blew me away. We have lost that in the USA. We used to sing the National Anthem at events ~ now we mostly just stand there and let someone else perform it without any audience participation. That is sad. Music is such a community thing. A joy we could give ourselves.
This is my first Christmas since my father left his mortal life behind. As sorrowful as I am that I was kept from him at the end of his life by my mother, I spent time with him on his last Father's Day June 18, 2006. When I returned home after visiting him in Indiana I wrote the following to him.
From your daughter Sandy, from Rhode Island
Dad
I will do the remembering for both of us.
I remember the first time you saw me and said my name, “Sandy”, when I surprised you, Sunday, Father’s Day.
I remember you closing your eyes, then opening your eyes, then your eyes looking into my eyes when I sang “The Old Rugged Cross” to you while you were lying down in your room on Monday.
I remember the slow- moving pain in your eyes when I told you of the day I would leave you.
I remember the big smile that you gave when I showed you the words “Rhode Island” on your wall and you saying “that will help”. I remember you spelling the word r-o-a-d.
I remember my prayer to God that we shared in your room and you said “that was a nice prayer.”
I remember the time you were lying on your bed, I mentioned your favorite song, “Go Tell It on the Mountain” And you starting singing the song by yourself and I sang along with you.
I remember the day we were walking through all the halls on the way to outside and you telling me it was the wrong way, then telling me that I was right three times as we continued walking on.
I remember you reading the road sign “Roanoke” when we were driving to Roanoke.
On my last day, it was hard on you, I could see. But you stood and told me you loved me, we hugged, you walked me down the hall. You were being my Dad.
We don’t always get what we want in life, but I still have you and that is my blessing.
You are still doing God’s work, teaching me.
We walked holding hands. Thank you for that. We kissed on the lips. Thank you for that. We shared love. Thank you for that. You needed my help and I was able to help. Thank you for that.
Thank you for the time we shared together. Thank you for your heart that you shared with me. Thank you for looking at me, eye to eye. Thank you for saying my name, “Sandy”. Thank you for the feelings that you shared with me. Thank you for letting me love you. Thank you for being so brave. Thank you for trying so hard.
Your brain is not serving you well, but your good spirit lives on. I will have your spirit with me always. I treasure our time together more than possessions.
I am so grateful to you, Your Daughter “Sandy from Rhode Island” Visit: June 18, Sunday, Father’s Day – June 23, Friday, 2006
Dad in the the hammock, my older brother Greg, me and my younger sister, Nancy .
Today, my plans were turned upside down. Once my Darfur lobby appointment was cancelled for December 17 with U.S. RI Representative Patrick Kennedy, I could stop studying the points to be made to the constituents prior to meeting with Patrick for Monday morning. I already had emailed all the important “asks” to Patrick’s office Friday, so I simply asked the scheduler to forward them to Patrick in Washington, D.C. because some of the things are to be up for a vote Monday. Although it has taken me since February 2007 to land this lobby meeting, I wasn’t upset with the change in plans for now. We will be rescheduled after I go to New Hampshire to volunteer in the Derry, New Hampshire Barack Obama campaign office through January 9. So the big decision to be made after going to the Doctor’s this morning and getting a prescription costing $109 ~ a bottle, 1 inch high and ½” in diameter of ear drops ~ I decided NOT to buy a Christmas tree. I spent hours this afternoon decking the house out though. I cut lots of branches from my juniper trees in the back yard, put them in a bucket of water. Cut holly branches complete with the red berries. Got out all the Christmas stuff. While in the attic, I saw the little red sled from my Indiana childhood, that my dad had repainted red with my name across the middle wood slat and transported to Rhode Island years ago when mom and dad traveled a lot by a 32 foot motor home. Great! I thought. Dad can be here in my decoration scene. My dad died May 10th ~ the same date that his mother died years ago. But dad died this year. I only cried recently about dad being gone from my mortal life. But mostly because he didn’t get to die living in his home, but in a tiny room in an institution.
My dad had a favorite song, that I don’t think anyone knew of ~ until I told them. It was “Go, Tell It On the Mountain”. We sang it together in that tiny room even when I had been told he couldn’t remember things, that he wouldn’t recognize me, he had no capacity to smile ~ only I found all of that to be untrue. He smiled with me, he remembered and talked with me and we shared some of the most intimate and memorable times while his memory was less, but still there.
The saddest part was that my mother kept me from being with my dad at the end. She denied me and my dad time and experiences together those last years. And when he was near death, she never called and told me. So here I was in Rhode Island doing my Darfur activist stuff. On May 9th I was organizing the thousands of divestment petitions to be delivered to Fidelity Investment Company’s main headquarters’ office in Smithfield, RI with students from Providence College and Brown University.
May 10th, my brother had arranged to have me talk to my dad in Warren, Indiana on the phone following his phone call to dad. And I called at 10:00 a.m. with a written out message to dad to tell him that I was coming to Indiana to see him next week, but that if he couldn’t wait until then, to know it is okay to go and that I love him. On the phone, I sang him one of his other favorite songs “The Old Rugged Cross” that I had sung to him on my recent visit to Indiana. At that time, while I was singing it, dad closed his eyes and I thought to myself that maybe he was passing away at that time, but no, he slowly opened his eyes later in the song and looked straight ahead. He was just taking it in.
This time I had the nurse who was holding the phone to his ear so he could hear me talk to him ~ also hold his hand while I talked to him. He was unable to talk anymore. But he understood everything that I was saying. I said again, I love you, dad. I asked him to squeeze Nurse Marcia’s hand to say that he loved me. After I said my last good-bye, Marcia came on the phone and told me that she thought he was gone. She was amazed at the peace that came over his body and face. She saw him take his last breath. Marcia said that he was too weak to squeeze her hand, but dad at the time I asked him to squeeze Marcia’s hand, winked his left eye. My dad told me he loved me with a wink of his eye. His mind was there for us both.
At his funeral I told the story of my last phone call with my dad. My dad’s sister told me that mom never looked at me once as I talked and sang “The Old Rugged Cross”.
Marcia, said he had waited for me. I adore my dad. And I am sad that my mother didn’t tell me he was this near death so that I could have gone home to be with him in person. But my mother hadn’t told me she moved dad into this institution either. Dad so badly did not want to go to this institution. He hated it there. He wanted to go to his final annual Hammel Family Reunion August 5, 2006. I wanted to grant him this wish. But my mother forbid it. So my mother got her way. And my dad is now gone from this mortal life. ………………………………………………
……………………………………………… youtube Uploaded by a 16 year old of Sweden called Hafor at Youtube.
At his funeral May 14, 2007, we all sang “Go, Tell It on the Mountain". I love this youtube of it. Dad liked music. But he was a sportsman. Right out of high school, he went to play for the Green Bay Packers with Curly Lambeau. Football was dad's favorite sport to play, although he was a track star also. Dad told me he loved playing football in the rain the best. None of this was in my dad’s obituary. He was an excellent basketball coach in two Indiana high schools, also. Bobby Knight would scout the boys on my dad’s teams for recruitment because of the fundamentals and X’s and O’s coaching that my dad did.
My mother left for the airport to go to Hawaii with my niece, on the afternoon of May 14th. The trip had been planned for a long time. Recently, I have begun to write about my life, my feelings, my memories by sifting through my prolific writing over a lifetime and it is stunning to have all these feelings for a dad that belted me, but in the end, showed me how very special I was to him. In his heart, he was a teddy bear. The afternoon, following my dad's funeral, I went to visit his only surviving elder brother on a farm. Jerald told me that dad had received more whippings than the other four children in their family put together. Jerald died in his sleep 5 days later.
My dad's mom, dad, siblings and him. He's the one holding the ball.
Here you have my Christmas “tree” that cost me nothing but time. AND there is the red sled of my childhood, painted by my dad by the tree as a part of the Christmas 2007 at my house. Thank you.
Mark O’Keith Hammel Born August 3, 1924 Died May 10, 2007 CoachHammelDies familytree MerryChristmasDad!
Sandra Hammel Born April 2, 1949 Not dead yet My dad's nickname for me was Whistle Bait. I know it may sound disgusting, but he meant it in the nicest way, I am sure.
I love my life. I love where I live. And I am passionate about my passions. I love to dance. Necessary to live: music, piano, singing, writing, acting, painting.
I have been fighting for and supporting the arts all my adult life. Since 2004, I have been working with other activists to end the Darfur genocide.
I have traveled to Europe many times since my early twenties. Places I have been: many USA states including Hawaii, Montreal, Canada, Barbados, France, Spain, Luxembourg, England, Austria, Switzerland, Italy, Greece and Germany - and have wonderful memories.
My last trip was in May - June 2013 to Spain.
I would like to travel to Europe and Kyoto, Japan.
I love the southwest where I have visited Hopi, Navajo, Zia and San Idlefonso potters.
Life is exciting and I intend to live it full-out to the end.
B.S. and M.M., both in music
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Genocide is not only a word,
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There is nothing redeeming about being silent
when speaking up is the humane thing to do.
The honor and integrity of the human race is at stake.
