The Bloom Experience


Sometimes, songs just flow out of a composer effortlessly, like this one.

There are trade-offs to being in the senior phase of my life.

The strength and peace I now feel is best expressed in the lyrics of this song.

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I live each day and don't take 'em for granted 

Reapin' the rewards of every seed I planted 

Ain't got nothing to prove, oh no,  

don't wait for no one to phone me 

Time's on the move, I know, but I won't let it own me 

Wrinkles & lines, I’ve got my share, 

Visible signs of my savior faire 

And like the dry martini of double 0 seven 


I'm stirred but not shaken,  

I’m alive and my spirit's awakened 

I'm stirred but not shaken,  

I am history in the making 

I'm stirred but not shaken 

Got things to do that I've puttin' off too long 

My emotional IQ is finally balanced & strong 

I'm past 4 times ten, so what, age is just a number 

Ain't no mother hen, I'm red hot & cool as a cucumber 

Aches & pains, I’ve got my share,  

Beauty and brains, experience to spare 

And like the dry martini of double 0 seven 



They say hindsight is twenty-twenty 

My eyes were open - didn’t mean that I could see 

I was Insecure, like a scared, little bird 

Constantly shaken but never stirred 

Bumpy rides I’ve had my share,  

now I take ‘em in stride with a smile & prayer 

And like the dry martini of double 0 seven 


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It's not too hard, it's not too late, So drop your guard, you know you're great

Take a chance, shoot for the moon,  Bloom, Bloom, Bloom.

         From the song "Bloom"

 I tell people I’m blooming. I’m in bloom. You are witnessing the ‘Bloom of Sharman’. Some get it, some don’t. I’m energized, I’m flourishing, growing, expanding in a way that I have never felt before. So exciting and profound that I want to share this experience with the world, corny as it may sound.  

The whole idea came from my mother’s greenroom. She spent hours in it, tending to her beloved plants.   

 “Good morning my sweet babies! Who’s thirsty today?” Arms opened wide enough to embrace an elephant, smiling like a child finding a forgotten bag of candy, she greeted her beloved plants like that every morning in her sanctuary, “You never talk to us like that” I often thought.  Still, her devotion and joy was infectious.  

I could tell by the gradual neglect of her ‘babies’ that mom was beginning to fail. Because she could no longer wield the water bucket, my father lovingly installed a wall faucet and my husband bought her a new invention – a long water spray with an extra long hose.  The perfect gift! She could sit in her wheelchair and make the rounds. Isn’t it funny how the idea of a ‘perfect gift’ changes through the years?   

One day while helping her, she exclaimed “Oh my! Look, a new baby! I wondered if I would see it again” talking to a very temperamental African Violet who seldom bloomed. (Notice I said ‘who” not ‘that’ – I’d been converted)  Tears ran down her cheeks. One bud! Talk about life’s simple pleasures.   

I questioned her about the trade-off. “That’s a lot of work for a small gain, no? They only bloom once a year!”  

“You’re wrong, Shash. That’s the point of life - to bloom. It’s not how often, or how much, but just be sure you do.” I wrote it down, knowing that one day I would find a use for it. 

"Bloom once a year or every day, Blossom appear in different ways

Sing out your song cuz you're in tune, Bloom, Bloom, Bloom." 

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