vocal expression

vocal expression is not just about expressing ourselves with our physical voices, but about the many different ways we express our own unique voice (singing, dancing, writing, journaling, drawing, painting --- creativity of any form). Welcome and please join me in the many and varied ways of expressing yourself!

Name: Donna Rose Stewart
Location: NC, United States

Working for vocal, spiritual, mental, emotional and physical health, balance, well-being and growth.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

Happy New Year 2009!

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Voice Lessons and Updates

Can you believe it's the last day of January 2007!? Time is just flying by, as this has been a very busy month for me. "Time flies when you're having fun."

Two of the things that have kept me busy this month are: 1 - I began teaching private voice lessons here in Glenmoor (aka East Liverpool), Ohio (see dansing Voice Studio blog). 2 - I've been working long and hard making changes and updates on my website. And there is much more to come, so please, check it out.

I hope that you are having a wonderful year and that 2007 brings you your heart's desires!

In peace, joy and love,
Donna Rose Stewart

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Sunday, December 31, 2006

Happy New Year!



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Sunday, December 24, 2006

Merry Christmas!


Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas
and God's peace, joy, love and grace!



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Saturday, December 16, 2006

True Love

An inspirational story that has been circling around the internet for a few years now, has just presented itself to me again. So, I thought I'd pass it along to you....


It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry, as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.

On exam it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation.

I asked him if he had a doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for awhile and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.

As we talked and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be worried if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.

I was surprised, and asked him, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"

He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."

I had to hold back tears as he left. I had goose bumps on my arm and thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

"The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything that comes along their way."

- Author unknown


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