Special items for Céline

May 7, 2011 at 04:26 PM

sorry for the bad quality, an old drawing I made
http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/124/4/d/cd_by_tessika-d3fkqr2.jpg

Hi Tessika! I just tell you that it´s impressive your drawing :clapping1:

I liked!

:bye1:

May 7, 2011 at 06:29 PM

I wrote this today. It's about what it's like to know that as a blind person, I will never see her. No matter how many amazing people describe her to me, it's still like having 100 people describe 100 other people to me. It's never quite her, it's never going to come to me through her, through my own lens, filter, etc. Although I do want people to keep describing her to me...

I am not looking for sympathy here. I just want everyone, even those who have never and think they will never, seen her live to know that, if you have even so much as seen her on a TV show, or a picturoe online or in a magazine, you are fortunate in a way I am not. There are many ways to experience her, this is my attempt at showing my world as a non-seeing Celine fan!

How Would I Know

If you came up to me,

I wouldn't know it was you.

If you looked at me, in to me,

I wouldn't see you.

If you waved at me,

If you sang to me from a distance,

I would not be able to respond to you.

The absence in my eyes is only the absence of my eyes, Never my love for you.

Others do not require it,

Though they may desire it,

But me, I do aspire to it,

Because you would need to show yourself to me, So I could truly see.

Oh how would I know it was you,

How would I know you were there?

How would you show yourself to me?

If you walked up to me,

I wouldn't know who it was.

It would just be some ordinary person,

Until your extraordinary voice in my ear, Whispering, singing, so only I would hear, Feeling your breath as you hold me near, Revealing yourself to me.

If you came down to my eye level,

How would you tell me that it's you?

A hand placed in mine is just a hand,

Arms wrapped around me feel amazing,

But would I know it was you if you placed my head on your chest, And I heard the steady beating of your heart?

If I felt your skin,

Would I know it was you, could I take you in?

Would I know where does my heart beat now, And just whose heart it beats with?

Would the vision become clear,

Would I know who was here?

How would you reveal yourself to me,

Someone who will never know you completely, Who will never recognize you from across the room, Who will never catch a glimpse of you in your finest moment of glory?

I hear you perform,

You are the firework that explodes out loud for the whole world to hear, If they care, If they dare, If they are aware.

And because I do not see your splendor, I hear it as nobody else.

I do not see as them,

But they do not hear you like I do.

They do not catch your every shimmering detail, But I hear you rise before you even leave the ground.

I hear you soaring upward before you even know you're down, I hear your laughter and your tears when you think no one's around.

I perceive your heights before you even leave the lows, I hear the wind rustling in the trees before it even blows, I hear you stop and take a breath, and I know where it goes, I hear the hallow of light that surrounds you before it even glows, You are the river, wildly running and coursing within me that flows, You are the seed within my heart that I knew but did not know, Before it even started to grow.

Yet I will never know you,

My love for you will always be partial and incomplete, As will my sense of you.

This saddens me so.

Who needs to see the sun when I can hear it in your voice?

Who needs to see the ocean when you give me waves of joy, That overflow?

But if, and when it is you, Celine, right in front of me, Tell me, Show me, How would I know that it's you?

Quite simply,

Because it always is.

There can be nothing else.

May 7, 2011 at 09:52 PM

^^^^^Nice !!! I wish I could write like you all guys do !!! :shy:

May 7, 2011 at 11:36 PM

Oh my god Christina ! I love it ! You practically made me cry (again !) It's amazing ! I think that many people, including me, are going to understand you much better and how you're living with loving her so much but not being able to see her.

May 8, 2011 at 05:51 PM

As Beautiful As Celine

An Exquisite Flower

to the love of a rose

could not compare to

the love I love the

most...

Your voice is so soothing,

like soft rain on my roof,

more beautiful than the

ocean's call, its so pure it

inspires us all...

A Winter snow, the

orange of Autumn, and

the beauty of Spring

could not be as beautiful

as Celine

Caring a gentle, your

words make me high,

your smile can take

away the pain

I feel inside. When

I see you my emotions

can't hide...

You give me

hope, you make

me believe, and

someday I

know that I

will meet you...

A Winter snow, the

orange of Autumn, and the

beauty of Spring, could

not be as beautiful as you,

Celine

By: Bree

May 8, 2011 at 06:08 PM

I wrote this today. It's about what it's like to know that as a blind person, I will never see her. No matter how many amazing people describe her to me, it's still like having 100 people describe 100 other people to me. It's never quite her, it's never going to come to me through her, through my own lens, filter, etc. Although I do want people to keep describing her to me...
I am not looking for sympathy here. I just want everyone, even those who have never and think they will never, seen her live to know that, if you have even so much as seen her on a TV show, or a picturoe online or in a magazine, you are fortunate in a way I am not. There are many ways to experience her, this is my attempt at showing my world as a non-seeing Celine fan!

How Would I Know
If you came up to me,
I wouldn't know it was you.
If you looked at me, in to me,
I wouldn't see you.
If you waved at me,
If you sang to me from a distance,
I would not be able to respond to you.
The absence in my eyes is only the absence of my eyes, Never my love for you.
Others do not require it,
Though they may desire it,
But me, I do aspire to it,
Because you would need to show yourself to me, So I could truly see.
Oh how would I know it was you,
How would I know you were there?
How would you show yourself to me?
If you walked up to me,
I wouldn't know who it was.
It would just be some ordinary person,
Until your extraordinary voice in my ear, Whispering, singing, so only I would hear, Feeling your breath as you hold me near, Revealing yourself to me.
If you came down to my eye level,
How would you tell me that it's you?
A hand placed in mine is just a hand,
Arms wrapped around me feel amazing,
But would I know it was you if you placed my head on your chest, And I heard the steady beating of your heart?
If I felt your skin,
Would I know it was you, could I take you in?
Would I know where does my heart beat now, And just whose heart it beats with?
Would the vision become clear,
Would I know who was here?
How would you reveal yourself to me,
Someone who will never know you completely, Who will never recognize you from across the room, Who will never catch a glimpse of you in your finest moment of glory?
I hear you perform,
You are the firework that explodes out loud for the whole world to hear, If they care, If they dare, If they are aware.
And because I do not see your splendor, I hear it as nobody else.
I do not see as them,
But they do not hear you like I do.
They do not catch your every shimmering detail, But I hear you rise before you even leave the ground.
I hear you soaring upward before you even know you're down, I hear your laughter and your tears when you think no one's around.
I perceive your heights before you even leave the lows, I hear the wind rustling in the trees before it even blows, I hear you stop and take a breath, and I know where it goes, I hear the hallow of light that surrounds you before it even glows, You are the river, wildly running and coursing within me that flows, You are the seed within my heart that I knew but did not know, Before it even started to grow.
Yet I will never know you,
My love for you will always be partial and incomplete, As will my sense of you.
This saddens me so.
Who needs to see the sun when I can hear it in your voice?
Who needs to see the ocean when you give me waves of joy, That overflow?
But if, and when it is you, Celine, right in front of me, Tell me, Show me, How would I know that it's you?
Quite simply,
Because it always is.
There can be nothing else.

I can't describe how fantastic this poem is, I love how deep you went into it, you are an amazing writer, and person, I am sure

May 9, 2011 at 12:19 AM

Here are the drawings of Céline that I do during math. It's the extent of my drawing talent...

May 9, 2011 at 12:37 AM

Nice !! I'll try to write or draw something and will posted here when it's ready... :yes:

Christina... We are never gonna understand and/or feel what you feel, even thou we try and try harder every time... But for sure, you've given us a great approach of how it is for you. You knwo you have friends here, no matter distance or borders, we are here... :group:

May 9, 2011 at 05:04 AM

I just wanna share a story. I have a very close friend, a very,very,very enthusiastic fan of mariah who drew me a Celine Dion in a cardboard and gave it to me on my birthday. That was the best gift i ever had.

How i wish i could post it here but i'm faraway from my home now and i'm not sure if it';s still in my room.

May 9, 2011 at 11:59 AM

Nice !! I'll try to write or draw something and will posted here when it's ready...

Christina... We are never gonna understand and/or feel what you feel, even thou we try and try harder every time... But for sure, you've given us a great approach of how it is for you. You knwo you have friends here, no matter distance or borders, we are here...

Thanks! :hug:

It's true what you say about Christina. I totally agree! :yes:

May 9, 2011 at 03:58 PM

I wrote this today. It's about what it's like to know that as a blind person, I will never see her. No matter how many amazing people describe her to me, it's still like having 100 people describe 100 other people to me. It's never quite her, it's never going to come to me through her, through my own lens, filter, etc. Although I do want people to keep describing her to me...
I am not looking for sympathy here. I just want everyone, even those who have never and think they will never, seen her live to know that, if you have even so much as seen her on a TV show, or a picturoe online or in a magazine, you are fortunate in a way I am not. There are many ways to experience her, this is my attempt at showing my world as a non-seeing Celine fan!

How Would I Know
If you came up to me,
I wouldn't know it was you.
If you looked at me, in to me,
I wouldn't see you.
If you waved at me,
If you sang to me from a distance,
I would not be able to respond to you.
The absence in my eyes is only the absence of my eyes, Never my love for you.
Others do not require it,
Though they may desire it,
But me, I do aspire to it,
Because you would need to show yourself to me, So I could truly see.
Oh how would I know it was you,
How would I know you were there?
How would you show yourself to me?
If you walked up to me,
I wouldn't know who it was.
It would just be some ordinary person,
Until your extraordinary voice in my ear, Whispering, singing, so only I would hear, Feeling your breath as you hold me near, Revealing yourself to me.
If you came down to my eye level,
How would you tell me that it's you?
A hand placed in mine is just a hand,
Arms wrapped around me feel amazing,
But would I know it was you if you placed my head on your chest, And I heard the steady beating of your heart?
If I felt your skin,
Would I know it was you, could I take you in?
Would I know where does my heart beat now, And just whose heart it beats with?
Would the vision become clear,
Would I know who was here?
How would you reveal yourself to me,
Someone who will never know you completely, Who will never recognize you from across the room, Who will never catch a glimpse of you in your finest moment of glory?
I hear you perform,
You are the firework that explodes out loud for the whole world to hear, If they care, If they dare, If they are aware.
And because I do not see your splendor, I hear it as nobody else.
I do not see as them,
But they do not hear you like I do.
They do not catch your every shimmering detail, But I hear you rise before you even leave the ground.
I hear you soaring upward before you even know you're down, I hear your laughter and your tears when you think no one's around.
I perceive your heights before you even leave the lows, I hear the wind rustling in the trees before it even blows, I hear you stop and take a breath, and I know where it goes, I hear the hallow of light that surrounds you before it even glows, You are the river, wildly running and coursing within me that flows, You are the seed within my heart that I knew but did not know, Before it even started to grow.
Yet I will never know you,
My love for you will always be partial and incomplete, As will my sense of you.
This saddens me so.
Who needs to see the sun when I can hear it in your voice?
Who needs to see the ocean when you give me waves of joy, That overflow?
But if, and when it is you, Celine, right in front of me, Tell me, Show me, How would I know that it's you?
Quite simply,
Because it always is.
There can be nothing else.

Not many things make me cry but this piece of writing was so full of emotion that it brought a tear to my eye. No words would ever be able to give justice to Céline's beauty and natural glow let alone how seeing her makes all your emotions hightened beyong recognition! How I wish I could explain her aura to you but I really don't know hwere to begin! May you one day get to meet her and FEEL the spirit that we see! XXX

May 9, 2011 at 07:07 PM

Nice !! I'll try to write or draw something and will posted here when it's ready...

Christina... We are never gonna understand and/or feel what you feel, even thou we try and try harder every time...
I wasn't trying to make anyone feel inferior or like you haven't tried. Sorry if that's how it came out!
But for sure, you've given us a great approach of how it is for you. You knwo you have friends here, no matter distance or borders, we are here...

Thanks. And thanks to everyone's comments. It means a lot! Sorry to make some of you cry!! No one here is a baby.

May 9, 2011 at 07:10 PM

Not many things make me cry but this piece of writing was so full of emotion that it brought a tear to my eye. No words would ever be able to give justice to Céline's beauty and natural glow let alone how seeing her makes all your emotions heightened beyond recognition! How I wish I could explain her aura to you but I really don't know hwere to begin! May you one day get to meet her and FEEL the spirit that we see! XXX

Thanks. What do yo you mean when you say seeing her heightens your emotions beyond recognition? Is that kinda what happens when I hear her but for you it is seeing her or both? How do you all react when you see her? I wonder if that's the way I react when i hear her, I perk up, my smile widens, my heart races, etc. Is that happens to you?

XO

May 9, 2011 at 09:38 PM

Thanks. What do yo you mean when you say seeing her heightens your emotions beyond recognition? Is that kinda what happens when I hear her but for you it is seeing her or both? How do you all react when you see her? I wonder if that's the way I react when i hear her, I perk up, my smile widens, my heart races, etc. Is that happens to you?
XO

Yep... All of that happens when I listen to her and when I see her... Suddenly I'm happy... I can't describe what I feel when I listen to her. Actually, I can't describe what I feel when listening music. Is the thing that I like the most...

May 11, 2011 at 10:09 AM

Thanks. What do yo you mean when you say seeing her heightens your emotions beyond recognition? Is that kinda what happens when I hear her but for you it is seeing her or both? How do you all react when you see her? I wonder if that's the way I react when i hear her, I perk up, my smile widens, my heart races, etc. Is that happens to you?
XO

I think that Céline's music does different things to different people as does seeing her but for me seeing Céline in concert and knowing she was just metres away made me happy inside. It was like a warm glow and a calmness had crept up on me which I've never felt before, while at the same time a great sense of belonging and excitment which was due to Céline AND the great crowd! I went to the concert alone (as no-one I knew was going) but while I was there I felt like I was part of one great family. I don't know what it is that makes someone cry and cheer and feel loved, but whatever it is, it's what Céline does to me. I am pretty certain however that all the descriptions of Céline in the world would never be enough, but if I could give you my eyes to see Céline even if it's just for a moment then I would! Or as Céline would say:

There isn't very much that I can do

But I would

If I could...

May 11, 2011 at 10:23 AM

As Beautiful As Celine

An Exquisite Flower
to the love of a rose
could not compare to
the love I love the
most...

Your voice is so soothing,
like soft rain on my roof,
more beautiful than the
ocean's call, its so pure it
inspires us all...

A Winter snow, the
orange of Autumn, and
the beauty of Spring
could not be as beautiful
as Celine

Caring a gentle, your
words make me high,
your smile can take
away the pain
I feel inside. When
I see you my emotions
can't hide...

You give me
hope, you make
me believe, and
someday I
know that I
will meet you...

A Winter snow, the
orange of Autumn, and the
beauty of Spring, could
not be as beautiful as you,
Celine

By: Bree

What a lovely poem Bree, keep up the great work!

May 16, 2011 at 02:05 AM

I think that Céline's music does different things to different people as does seeing her but for me seeing Céline in concert and knowing she was just metres away made me happy inside.
Oh wow I bet. Also very reverent in a way that's not the best word but I think you get it, like, awed, wow, was she really right there, shock, daised etc.
It was like a warm glow and a calmness had crept up on me which I've never felt before,
I get that when I hear her recorded. Concert for me was too exciting for me to feel calm, but when I hear her recorded, no matter what fury or rush or panick or worry I'm in, she calms me.
while at the same time a great sense of belonging
awesome, still waiting for that one
and excitement which was due to Céline AND the great crowd! I went to the concert alone (as no-one I knew was going)
awwwwww, sorry about that
but while I was there I felt like I was part of one great family.
with a wonderful mother/head/leader
I don't know what it is that makes someone cry and cheer and feel loved,
it is her essence itself I think, something about her that makes us want to extend the love back a thousand fold that I'm still trying to figure out what it is but it's at the very core, the epicenter of her being, almost untouchable, cannot trace/label/name/pinpoint/[put your finger on it
but whatever it is, it's what Céline does to me. I am pretty certain however that all the descriptions of Céline in the world would never be enough,
I feel so selfish and lame and pathetic for that, but you sadly are right, the idea/notion that I will never ever ever see her ever in this lifetime is a trap/tormenting prison for which there is no escape
but if I could give you my eyes to see Céline even if it's just for a moment
that would be more than enough, a second with her feels like a lifetime, doesn't it
then I would!
that is incredibly moving to hear, what an amazing kind heart you have
Or as Céline would say:

There isn't very much that I can do
But I would
If I could...

OMG OMG you ROCK for saying that. I LOVE someone who quotes her as you just did. I do it in every day conversations and out loud abruptly like that. Rock On!

May 30, 2011 at 05:17 PM

So I know I'm the last post, but while listening to a boot-leg from Vegas this morning, i wrote this. I can tell I've been here for a while, cuzz I'm starting to write for us now, not just me. So this made me think of all of you, and of course, her. I can't wait to see what you all think!!

Our Celine

Yes, that's her,

That's our pride and joy,

What keeps some of us going,

What makes some of us go farther.

She belongs to us all,

She answers the world's call,

And we are the ones who will catch her if she falls.

Hear her,

See her,

We do,

She's our Celine!

Look how she carries herself,

See how she goes,

Be there in her presence when she lets that note explode.

And then you too will be one of us saying,

That's our Celine!

You can make fun of her all you like,

But our Celine holds her head up high,

Secure in herself,

Looking to us if she needs help,

With the life that one could only dream of,

Using it to spread her message of peace and love,

Because it is always enough.

Inexplicable,

Amazing,

Beyond words or description.

Yes, that's our Celine,

We've been telling you all along.

It far surpasses her song,

It's who she is, all in all.

If you don't like her, never mind,

But look for the reasons and you will find,

That she cannot be defined,

And we're bursting with pride,

Come see why we get behind,

Our Celine!

What more could she give,

How much more excellently could she live?

Since we heard her voice and learned her name,

We are never the same because of her,

Don't know how or who we were before her,

There will never be another one like her,

But if I could only come after her,

Behind her,

Not on her coat-strings, her tail or heels,

But only as an attempt at a tribute to the eternal legacy of her,

I would be honored.

For every time I hear her,

Every time I sing her,

Every time I love, or ever think of her,

I am fondly, proudly,

Maybe too loudly,

Representing her,

The one and only,

Forever, our Celine!

May 30, 2011 at 06:22 PM

This is a poem i wrote about a decade ago...

Charmante Petit madame

Estimée par tout où tu passes

L'amour tu as enfin trouvé

Il n'y a pas de doutes à cela

Ne change jamais qui tu es

Et tu seras toujours

Depuis ta tendre enfance

Illuminant nos vies avec ta musique

On a appris avec le temps

Nul ne peut te remplacer

May 31, 2011 at 12:02 AM

^I love it!! C'est vraiment beau et ça l'a représente tellement bien en plus!

Another amazing one Christina!!! This one is definetly coming in my agenda! Don't give up girlfriend!

Edited May 31, 2011 at 12:03 AM by c'line-rc

May 31, 2011 at 12:33 AM

Thanks. Don't give up on what?

I wish i could understand the other person's poem, if you say it's beautiful I'm quite sure it is. People write a lot of pretty things here!

May 31, 2011 at 12:22 PM

This is a poem i wrote about a decade ago...

Charmante Petit madame
Estimée par tout où tu passes
L'amour tu as enfin trouvé
Il n'y a pas de doutes à cela
Ne change jamais qui tu es
Et tu seras toujours

Depuis ta tendre enfance
Illuminant nos vies avec ta musique
On a appris avec le temps
Nul ne peut te remplacer

This is probably a great poem but alas I can't speak or read french, would love to learn though!!!

May 31, 2011 at 02:13 PM

Where is your avator from Zoe Marie (Celine is crying :down: )

We should start a Celine crying topic! or maybe there is one already!!! :yes:

May 31, 2011 at 03:47 PM

This is a poem i wrote about a decade ago...

Charmante Petit madame
Estimée par tout où tu passes
L'amour tu as enfin trouvé
Il n'y a pas de doutes à cela
Ne change jamais qui tu es
Et tu seras toujours

Depuis ta tendre enfance
Illuminant nos vies avec ta musique
On a appris avec le temps
Nul ne peut te remplacer

Here is a translation of the poem... I know i made some mistakes in the translation but it is hard to translate a poem..

Small charming lady

Loved by everyone where you go

You finally found love

There is no doubt about that

Never change as you are

And you will always be...

Since your tender childhood

You lighten up our lives with your music

We learn by time

That no one can replace you

June 2, 2011 at 10:53 AM

Where is your avator from Zoe Marie (Celine is crying )

We should start a Celine crying topic! or maybe there is one already!!!

The photo is an edited image from when Céline finally got her star on the hollywood walk of fame!

June 2, 2011 at 10:54 AM

Here is a translation of the poem... I know i made some mistakes in the translation but it is hard to translate a poem..

Small charming lady
Loved by everyone where you go
You finally found love
There is no doubt about that
Never change as you are
And you will always be...

Since your tender childhood
You lighten up our lives with your music
We learn by time
That no one can replace you

That is a beautiful poem!!!

June 2, 2011 at 11:06 AM

Christina, you did it again... Great poems guys !! :thumbsup:

June 2, 2011 at 12:15 PM

sorry for the bad quality, an old drawing I made
http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/124/4/d/cd_by_tessika-d3fkqr2.jpg

Very nice indeed! WOW :thumbsup2:

June 16, 2011 at 05:16 PM

Tessika, adore your drawing! :thumbsup:

So, I made a drawing of Céline today also. It doesn't look that much like her but oh well, here it is:

http://by149w.bay149.mail.live.com/mail/Ge...&n=43327437

Edited June 16, 2011 at 05:23 PM by Sofie

June 17, 2011 at 11:55 PM

I just wanna share a story. I have a very close friend, a very,very,very enthusiastic fan of mariah who drew me a Celine Dion in a cardboard and gave it to me on my birthday. That was the best gift i ever had.

How i wish i could post it here but i'm faraway from my home now and i'm not sure if it';s still in my room.

hi... i'm so glad your from philippines too...

nice meeting you....

gano ka na ktgal fan ni celine???

nasa pinas ka ba ngayon?? san ka sa atin???

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