anne davis: journal entries/news

"but for me, it is like a painter standing in front of a blank canvas and not saying, 'i want to paint something someone will buy,' but instead saying, 'i want to paint something beautiful.'
--wayne kirkpatrick

"it is never too late to be what you might have been."
--george elliot

"whatever you are, be a good one."
--abraham lincoln

"all the things that have ever deeply possessed your soul have been but hints of it--tantalizing glimpses, promises never quite fulfilled, echoes that died away just as they caught your ear. but if it should really become manifest--if there ever came an echo that did not die away but swelled into the sound itself--you would know it. beyond all possibility of doubt you would say 'here at last is the thing i was made for.'"
--c.s.lewis

"do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."
--ralph waldo emerson

"a storyteller has the task of running behind the lines to make sure the stories live, to make sure that those shining moments of our humanity, however brief, are not forgotten."
--ken gire from the book THE REFLECTIVE LIFE

"some people walk in the rain, others just get wet."
--roger miller

"in prayer it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart."
--john bunyan

"you have to have a certain shamelessness to write. you have to be willing to drop your pants in front of anyone that might want to look. and you don't do that because you're proud of it, you do that because you have to write. it's not a choice.....you write because you have no other option."
--rich mullins

"You have a destiny and your destiny is fulfilled by investing in the destinies of others."
--stephen mansfield

"success - to laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a little bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition, to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. this is to have succeeded."
--ralph waldo emerson

"i wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life."
--henry david thoreau

"you will never know how much it cost my generation to preserve your freedom.
i hope you will make good use of it."
--john quincy adams
6th American President

"except for ending slavery, fascism, nazism &
communism....WAR has never solved anything."
--author unknown

"disturb me, God.
challenge my complacent comfort.
stir me.
shake me from my ambivalence.
storm on me if necessary.
but don't allow me to sit unmoved by life in your presence."
--kim thomas

"gardening forces you to be in the moment, to deal with what is happening in the here and now. plants can't fake it like humans can. they don't tell you everything is fine if it isn't. that's why observation is the single most useful talent to cultivate."
--judith handelsman

"let people feel the weight of who you are.....and let them deal with it."
--john eldredge from the book WILD AT HEART

"if a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away."
--henry david thoreau

"they may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel."
--carl w. buechner

"this above all--ask yourself in the stillest hour of the night: MUST i write? delve into yourself for a deep answer. and if this should be affirmative, if you may meet this earnest question with a strong and simple 'i MUST', then build your life according to this necessity;"
--rainer maria rilke

"there is no division into sacred and secular; it is all one great, glorious life."
--oswald chambers

"earth's crammed with heaven.
and every common bush afire with God;
but only he who sees takes off his shoes;
the rest sit round it and pluck blackberries."
--elizabeth barrett browning

"preach the gospel, and when necessary, use words."
--st. francis of assissi

"i do not want to die....until i have faithfully made the most of my talent and cultivated the seed that was placed in me until the last small twig has grown."
--kathe kollwitz

"the great thing about getting older is that you don't lose all the other ages you've been."
--madeleine l'engle

"if a shovel was created and molded and put together to be a shovel and made to dig into the ground, then it is naturally more than likely going to find a way to dig into the earth....because that's just what it does--that's its purpose....what it was designed for. and if that shovel instead, is forced to try to be a rake, it is just not going to be as effective at trying to do something that it was never created to do."
--anne davis

"how many a man has dated a new era in his life from the reading of a book."
--henry david thoreau

"the great weakness in the north american church at large, and certainly in
my life, is our refusal to accept our brokenness. we hide it, evade it,
gloss over it. we grab for the cosmetic kit and put on our virtuous face to
make ourselves admirable to the public...the irony is that while i do not want anyone to know that i am judgmental, lazy, vulnerable, screwed up,
and afraid, for fear of losing face, the face that i fear losing is the mask of
the impostor, not my own!"
--brennan manning

"the life i touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt."
--frederick buechner

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thus far, my songs have either already been or are currently being or will be placed in 2 or 3 films.

for now, i feel comfortable mentioning two of them.

please feel free to go check out the trailers or info links.

http://www.growingupthirty.com is an independent film that was shot in the L.A. area. ("temple of contradictions" was the track chosen to be included in this one)

http://www.iwfilms.com/triplebill/index.html was shot in ireland and written/ directed by award-winning rick larkin. ("where the roads cross" has been chosen to be in this film)

i just learned the third film that had chosen "where the roads cross" to be played during a bar scene clip, has had to pull the song. during the editing, they realized the song could not compete with the LOUD bar music that was already playing......(i could have told them THAT if i had known they were going to attempt to have an acoustic ballad *compete* with loud juke music!!!--it would seem to be a "no brainer", but....hey, what do i know about filming???)

more to come!

Temple of Contradictions

Where the Roads Cross (beginning without vocals)

Where the Roads Cross (chorus with vocals)

Awakening

No, I'm Not Going Anywhere

Get Lost

it is my intent to love well and with great compassion, live passionately and as if it were on purpose, and create excellent art as an act of worship to my Creator.

i imagine by now most of you, regardless of what country you are from, are aware of the horrific devastation that was brought to the gulf coast here in the US through hurricane katrina a few weeks ago.

as a jackson, ms native and one who has grown up taking many weekend trips down to the gulf coast, it has been absolutely heartwrenching to watch so many lose so much. all the human suffering and pain that has been caused just by one very large, dangerous storm plowing through people lives has been stunning and honestly rather overwhelming.

mississippi is my homestate where i grew up and it has blessed me to see so many folks pulling together to help one another. i keep hearing story after story of people showing great compassion towards those in much need.

obviously, it is going to take a LONG time for the survivors of hurricane katrina to recover and rebuild. the aftermath of it all has left a HUGE trail of demolished homes and businesses, leaving behind thousands of lives left in an upheaval.

i personally have a few dear friends who live on the coast. gratefully, i have learned that all of them were kept safe, though sadly most of them basically lost EVERYTHING. they are doing their best to get through it and are already doing everything possible to make plans to begin again. regardless, they are still in GREAT need of MUCH help as well as loving moral support. as a close friend of theirs, i am now trying to learn what they specifically need and am trying to raise financial support for them. if you are interested in helping me bring first-hand relief to my friends, please e-mail me at vannedavis@yahoo.com. and, whether you are able to help out financially or not, please join me in praying for my friends and for all the survivors that are trying to pick up the pieces of their lives again.

also, if any of you are interested in helping contribute to the "big picture" relief effort, i know of three organizations that i feel completely confident and comfortable recommending.

the first relief organization is called OPERATION BLESSING and can be contacted at www.ob.org for more information and for making financial donations.

my second mention is HOPE FORCE INTERNATIONAL that can be contacted at www.hopeforce.org for more information and again, for making financial donations.

and, thirdly, of course, i fully recommend THE SALVATION ARMY. to give nationally to the salvation army, call 1-800-SAL-ARMY.
if you would prefer that your donation be applied locally right here in jackson, ms for hurricane evacuee relief, you can call the local jackson office at 601-968-3987.

it is indeed organizations like these that help keep HOPE alive during such a tragic time.

many thanks to all of you for your coveted prayers and financial contributions-- as each of you are individually led to play a role in bringing true relief to such a historic catastrophe.

God bless you all!

this past saturday(i guess technically, it was sunday morning), in the wee hours of the night, i had the opportunity to share a little during a 10 minute interview during a radio show on www.popgardenradio.com. i felt truly honored to get to be the first "blooming artist" ever to be spotlighted on this new radio show. you can check it out at www.popgardenradio.com/mp3/annedavisinterview5-29-05.mp3

here is a list of college radio stations that played my songs during 2004.

if you live near any of these stations, please feel VERY free/welcomed to call them and thank them for playing my songs AND you can EVEN request for them to continue playing my music. (but, only as you feel led--NO PRESSURE from my corner!) (:

mo, kirksville- KTRM
ny, corning- WCEB
nj, madison- WMNJ
ont, mississauga- CFRE
wi, waukesha- WCCX
oh, wooster- WCWS
oh, bowling green- WFAL
va, fairfax- WGMU
al, jacksonville- WLJS
nj, hackettstown- WNTI
il, chicago- WIIT
pa, ambler- WRFT
oh, toledo- WXUT
ny, purchase- WMVL

alb, edmonton- CJSR
ny, amherst- WRUB
ca, san jose- KJCC
ks, manhattan- KSDB
ny, valhalla- WARY
ca, norwalk- WPMD
ont, guelph- CFRU
pa, bloomsburg- WBUQ
ma, holyoke- WCCH
ma, williamstown- WCFM
ct, new london- WCNI
pa, west chester- WCUR
de, georgetown- WDTS
oh, gransville- WDUB
md, frostburg- WFWM

ny, rochester- WIRQ
ny, rochester- WITR
mn, st. paul- WMCN
me, orono- WMEB
ma, amherst- WMUA
va, fredericksburg- WMWC
ny, nyack- WNYK
ny, oswego- WNYO
ri, bristol- WQRI
nj, piscataway- RLC
ct, hartford- WRTC
ny, schenectady- WRUC
ct, west hartford- WSAM
nc, elon- WSOE
ny, new york- WSVA
ct, fairfield- WVOF
pa, york- WVYC

wv, morgantown- WWVU
pa, reading- WXAC
pa, villanova- WXVU
nc, greenville- WZMB
il, summit- WARG
wi, river falls- WRFW
la, monroe- KXUL
mi, canton- WSDP
ia, indianola- KSTM
ma, worcester- WSCW
il, glenview- WGBK
pa, erie- WERG
wi, kenosha- WIPZ
mn, mankato- KMSU-MN
va, sweet briar- WNRS
wa, olympia- KAOS
wa, bellevue- KBCS

ca, chico- KCSC
ia, dubuque- KLCR
ia, mt. vernon- KRNL
wa, mt. vernon- KSVR
nm, albuquerque- KUNM
ia, ames- KURE
ca, long beach- KBEACH
tx, san antonio- KSYM
me, east orland- WERU-2
in, evansville- WSWI
md, baltimore- WLOY
ma, boston- SFR
pa, bloomsburg- WBUQ
ri, providence- WDOM
in, richmond- WECI
dc, washington- WGTB
ct, storrs- WHUS
ny, ithaca- WICB
mi, sault ste. marie- WLSO
ma, south hadley- WMHC

il, lake forest- WMXM
ga, tifton- WPLH
ma, boston- WRBB
pa, blue bell- WRFM
wi, oshkosh- WRST
va, harrisburg- WXJM
ma, wellesley- WZLY
mi, west bloomfield- WBLD
ont, scarborough- CSCR
mi, warren- WPHS
mo, st. louis- KDHX
mn, winona- KQAL
ny, farmingdale- WFNY
ca, hayward- KCRH
co, durango- KDUR
pq, montreal- CKUT
tx, canyon- KWTS
ca, whittier- KWTR/KPOET
nj, cranford- WUCR
md, towson- XTSR
wa, seattle- RAINY DAWG RADIO

oh, cleveland- WCSB
ont, sudbury- CKLU
ma, w. barnstable- WKKL
al, tuscaloosa- WVUA
ms, starkville- WMSV
ms, hattiesburg- WUSM

hey everyone!

i just learned that i will be the "Featured Artist Of The Day" at Whole Wheat Radio on thursday, march 17th, 2005.

apparentally, they will play different songs from my CD all throughout the entire day--usually once every hour, from what they said.

folks can either listen on the low-speed (dialup) line at: http://64.62.252.134:2670/listen.pls or on the high-speed (DSL, cable) line at: http://64.62.252.134:2680/listen.pls.

if anyone has trouble tuning in, this page may help: http://www.wholewheatradio.org/WWR2/listen.htm.

their main website is at: http://www.wholewheatradio.org.

from my understanding, i think all listeners will be able to actually leave feedback as they're playing my songs.

needless to say, i am ECSTATIC that i'll be played along side some of my favorite straight-ahead folk singer/songwriters!!!

from what i can tell, this seems to be a WAY KEWL "folk" radio station located in alaska.

hope everyone can tune in!

i guess for me, any learning lesson i've ever taken away from losing someone that i have loved very much has been.... simply learning to let them go and allow myself to truly grieve their absence in my life.

and, to realize all we have is the "here and now".

may sound a bit odd--but, that's why from time to
time, i like to take a look at this photo i took of a
tombstone in franklin, tn that has "DAVIS" on
it--because it reminds me of my own mortality and just how frail life is....it puts things into perspective for me--how all i have is a short span of time here on the face of this planet to make a real difference--to leave a mark that says--"i was here for a space of time in history and that i tried my best to love well and tried to live as best as i knew how with great passion and great compassion."

i have this quote copied down that says something like--"make all your major decisions in a graveyard"--because it puts us in touch with reality--the full big picture....and reminds us of what's truly important in life.

it was a day that felt like 2 or 3.
i actually only got about 5 hours of sleep. woke up, loaded the car, then waited on lisa (a good friend of mine who went with me) to load up.
we left late morning and i had to drive 90-100 mph for portions of the trip in order to get there in time to play. (never a good way to travel)

once we reached the calvary chapel in princeton, wv and i walked down a narrow set of stairs that winded down into the basement, we had finally reached "the spare oom"--a take from CHRONICLES OF NARNIA. (so kewl!)
they had plates of spagetti waiting for us, which i downed--then unloaded merchandise--did quick sound check--dressed outside, changed shirts in the winter cold, right outside the car--then touched up make-up in the bathroom as people came and went--it all felt pretty silly. a bit "saturday night live"-ish.
following all that, i had about 5 minutes upstairs in the chapel to catch my breath and have a moment of quiet and stillness before i headed back down to the candlelit coffeehouse "oom".

i was fried and beyond exhausted, but i completely sensed the Holy Spirit showed up and did what He wanted to.
i truly felt He used me in spite of myself and the physical state i was in.
i felt everything flowed--that i shared what i was sent there to share and say.
it was just more confirmation that i was right where i was supposed to be and at the designated time the Lord had orchestrated.
i shared bits of my life, stories of some of my experiences, read from my journal, and shared some quotes--then after intermission, i led in some christmas carols and ended with my "father's heart song" that had spontaneously come to me in hungary.

it seemed like a really sweet evening.
i was glad i was there.

Hi, Anne,
I came across your web page (on audiostreet.net) a few days ago when I was surfing the internet to see what Hunter Lee was doing these days. I was saddened to hear that he was no longer alive but it was nice to read about your experience with him in the studio. I only met Hunter once, on May 14,
1997. My housemate and I had travelled from the UK for a two-week drive around the Southern states of the US. From Savannah we headed up to
Nashville and began walking the streets to get a feel of the city. Outside a large church were parked numerous police cars and a few broadcasting vans, which made us wonder what was going on. Our curiosity
increased further when we saw a man in a kilt and holding bagpipes standing at the church entrance. After all, we had come from the UK to the home of country music and didn't expect to see a Scottish piper. We walked on a bit further but Hunter must have sensed our bewilderment and came to speak with us. He explained that a special memorial service was being held for the police force and that it was traditional for a piper to be present. We then explained we were on holiday and he invited us to go to the Ace Of Clubs that night to see the band he was in, which played "Celtic rock" - Ceili Rain - perform. Live music in Nashville, a good start to our visit.

That night at the Ace Of Clubs we were impressed by the performance of
the whole band but also by Hunter's ability to play a range of instruments - and his showmanship, in a supporting role. From Australia originally, I also found it interesting he played a didgeridoo. Hunter saw us in the audience afterwards, invited us to The Sherlock Holmes pub for a drink and drove us there in his Jeep - another part of the
American experience. Then he took us to what he described as a
"redneck" bar which I suspect was no more rough than any suburban bar you'd find in London or Sydney, and it was quite empty and reasonably friendly. I
think he enjoyed having some new faces to show off his city to. We talked about all sorts of things and before we left he said to look out for the first Ceili Rain album.

My housemate and I then travelled to Memphis, Jackson (just stayed
overnight to break the drive), to New Orleans (which was such an
atmospheric place) and eventually back to Orlando to catch our flight back to London. This was one of the best holidays I've ever had. Growing up in a country town in NSW, Australia, I was exposed to country music at a young age, so Nashville was always a legendary place for me, even when my taste in music went in other directions. The fact that Hunter went out of his way to make us feel so welcome was the icing on the cake and that day will always be etched in my memory.

From talking to Hunter, I gauged that he wasn't completely happy with his life - but who is these days - and that is one of the reasons why I looked him up on the internet - to see he was all right. I always believed he could achieve great things, even though I didn't really know him.

I finally bought the first Ceili Rain CD, thanks to Amazon, and spent Monday listening to
it. His mark is stamped all over it - his piping at the end completes it. He died too young but I could see he had the spirit to live life to the full. It seems ridiculous that I should be affected by the death of someone I only knew for one day but I think it's because he gave himself to us as our host that day in Nashville that I am. I hope you don't mind my sharing this with you but because you shared your recording
experience I think you'll understand.

All the best and good luck with your music.

Allan Soper,
London, UK.

location--san diego, ca/(point loma area)

i'm in blue wave bar not far from the boat.
what do i even have to say or write?
i'm a writer--surely i have something to say that has meaning.
not sure i do tonight.
what are my hopes, dreams, desires, longings?
is my life gonna count?
will it end up being in vain?
what if i never walk out my destiny?
what am i supposed to do the rest of my time here in san diego?
or even broader--
what am i supposed to do the rest of my time here on the face of this planet?
during this time and space in history?
i know i'm supposed to be a history maker in some way.
but, HOW?

sometimes i cuss to myself outloud just to remind the pharisee in me of her place.

Lord,
why do you allow yourself to be so misrepresented?

by those who bear your name.
by the enemy--continually spreading lies about you.

why do you stay silent?
why don't you defend yourself?

reveal yourself.
reveal the truth about who you are.

i need to know.
i need to hear it from YOU.

some things make me scratch my head.
some things perplex me.
perhaps some of these questions should remain silent and dead....but, i know i'm not the only one who wonders about these things.

like....

where do the birds really go when they migrate?
and why do some always stay behind?

and, exactly where is it that all the lost socks go?
socks that never find their way out of the dryer.

and why is it that mama hamsters eat their babies? aquarium fish do, too. why don't they just eat the food they're given?

why do some sweet elderly ladies dye their hair blue and some men with bald heads part their hair on one side and flip long strands/strips of hair across their head?

you know what i mean?

some good things i remember growing up--

catching fireflies with a glass jar.
cokefloats.
training crickets after reading THE CRICKET IN TIMES SQUARE.
making mudpies.
building forts with my brother.
singing at the top of my lungs to the world from the edge of my driveway.
catching tadpoles.
fires in the fireplace during the winter.
mama tucking me in every night.
feather, my siamese cat.
horseback riding with "grandpapa".
church fish fries.
homemade icecream.
watching HARDY BOYS with my brother and singing "doo run run run- a doo run run".
clear night skies.
my mama's ladies' biblestudies at our house.
the smell of winter.
sunday evening walt disney movies.
getting to listen to "rock music" during carpool.
coloring.
fisherman's wharf when it was on stilts in biloxi.
ship island off the mississippi gulf coast.
sea monkeys.
orange julius on saturday mornings.
our annual garage sales.
tapioca pudding at christmas.
the skating rink.
star wars.
rocky.
the smell of coffee and bacon at "big mama" and "big daddy's" (my grandparents).
my fish aquariums.
drinking coke from the green glass bottles.
fishing off the young's pier.
my dad cooking steaks on sundays.
mr. bubble bubblebaths.
gibbs pizza.
playing with my grandmother and grandpapa's cats and their kittens in greenville, ms.
staying with my "big mama" and "big daddy" (my mom's parents) during the summers in durant, ms.
decorating the christmas tree with my family.
my brother's ballgames.
playing with tinker toys and "pick up sticks" with my brother.
our one and only snow.
fondue nights.
eating breakfast for dinner.
kathy wilbourn--my favorite sunday school teacher.
gilligan's island.
brady bunch.
shopping trips into town with my mama and "young" (our next door neighbor).
shields' family reunion in crowder, ms.
tym, our samoyed dog(s).
doritos and french onion dip.
watching tv with "big mama"--laurence welk show, quincy, bonanza, charlie's angels, fantasy island, the walton's, hawaii five o, parts of the love boat.
oreo's.
looking for roly polies with "young".
"jungle sandwiches" and "peanut butter and jelly sandwiches".
zip, our greyhound dog, and his best friend harry (the young's brown dog).
popcorn popped over the fireplace.
bags full of candy from grandpapa's store.
canasta with mama and "big mama" around her kitchen table.
pinelake baptist church.
shelling peas from "big daddy's" huge garden in their back yard.
playing paper dolls and candyland with my mama.
boiled peanuts.
little house on the prairie.
mrs. susan taylor--my second grade teacher.
my book, CHARLOTTE'S WEB.
captain kangaroo, mr. roger's, romper room, and zoom tv shows.

some of my favorite scents--

lavender/rosemary bar of soap from restoration hardware.
CKone perfume.
vitabath-spring green.
camomile bath and shower gel (crabtree and evelyn).
gain detergent with liquid downy mountain spring fabric softner.
a real christmas tree.
the smell of coffee.

as i write, i listen to fernando ortega's "not yet released" cd--
it touches places in me most music can't.
it's funny that i begin this journal the way i began the last--listening to fernando ortega--
a year ago it was "THIS BRIGHT HOUR"--
tonight it's "THE BREAKING OF THE DAWN"--
and, i sit on the couch, eating my mom's leftover roast that i brought back with me from this weekend--
one single candle is burning, dim lighting--and near me is half a glass of red wine--
i feel content--
i am a blessed one--
i am feeling grateful.....
and so aware that God loves me well.

a quote i ran across the other day--
"the more i think it over, the more i feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people." -van gogh

a few weeks ago i thought this thought--
"give me overalls, barefeet, coffee, great song lyrics, friends to walk with, and things that worship God all around me. that's all i want really."

am i as weird as i'm afraid i am for remembering all the stuff that i remember?
probably.
and why i want most of it to make it to paper....
i don't know.
but, maybe it's because--
after a moment has had its place in time,
and it's done with and gone--
all i have are memories.
and if there is nothing left behind for me to come across days, weeks, years later--
there is the potential for that memory to die forever.
but....if somehow i can have sheets of paper with words to help me remember,
i can go there again--
walk back through.
and that memory is given breath and life again.
and life changes so fast.
too quickly for me.
but, if i have pages with yellowed history for me to find--
well, this offers me a door to open somewhere down the road in the future.
to open and rediscover....
what was left behind.
memories....
frozen in time.