Sunday, June 25, 2017
Brad Lenart As Lead Singer and Curator Of "The Radio Dawgs."
... and other random moments of joy and inspiration.
Friday, February 17, 2017
Understanding What It Means To Serve
Be Your Note
Remember the lips where wind-breath
originated, and let your note be clear.
Don't try to end it.
Be your note.
I'll show you how its enough.
Go up on the roof at night
in this city of the soul.
Let everyone climb on their roofs
and sing their notes,
Sing loud!
(poem by Rumi from A YEAR WITH RUMI translated by Coleman Barks/published by HarperCollins, New York)
Your breath came from God, Source Energy. Let your note be clear, as in let thine eye be single, focused on Love and Service. I spent most of my life in service to "false premises," borrowing a phrase from Abraham-Hicks. I thought I was doing the right thing but more than anything I was just brainwashed into forced submission. Ignorance is Bliss! Because when I started waking up and seeing I was only acting a role given to me by someone else, it was a painful recognition that I had lived so long in limbo. All my service had been misplaced and I had basically been just an observer of how I didn't like any of those people I was serving. They were not on the same plane with me. They were weight to my soul's flight. I was serving a false God that led me away from my true nature. I wasn't even singing my own note, much less letting it be clear.
In this city of the soul, where all souls dwell in one consciousness, if we reach for the highest, purest note in the silence of our mind, there we will find our truest nature. Singing loud is not about making a lot of noise. Singing loud is living in key with your truest, highest self. And if you set this tone, others who are seeking a clear note will tune their notes with yours into a great symphony. This is what Jesus meant when he talked about one body. One body, one voice, one Father who gives birth to the greatest symphony in which our voice is needed to make the sound full, complete and glorious. So, Sing Loud!
Now when I wake up, I am not afraid to ask, how can I be of service today? Because it isn't a drudgery, a scare that I might have to do a chore I hate, sit with the dullards, eat with the dullards, and let my beauty waste away. It is a new kind of service where Source sets the pace and calls me forward to the great song that I AM and I sing it in Joy, not seeking acceptance or earthy glory or recognition from the dullards who shun my light. Perhaps I will awaken some spark in another who will explore the heights of their soul and another voice will join the chorus.
Remember the lips where wind-breath
originated, and let your note be clear.
Don't try to end it.
Be your note.
I'll show you how its enough.
Go up on the roof at night
in this city of the soul.
Let everyone climb on their roofs
and sing their notes,
Sing loud!
(poem by Rumi from A YEAR WITH RUMI translated by Coleman Barks/published by HarperCollins, New York)
Your breath came from God, Source Energy. Let your note be clear, as in let thine eye be single, focused on Love and Service. I spent most of my life in service to "false premises," borrowing a phrase from Abraham-Hicks. I thought I was doing the right thing but more than anything I was just brainwashed into forced submission. Ignorance is Bliss! Because when I started waking up and seeing I was only acting a role given to me by someone else, it was a painful recognition that I had lived so long in limbo. All my service had been misplaced and I had basically been just an observer of how I didn't like any of those people I was serving. They were not on the same plane with me. They were weight to my soul's flight. I was serving a false God that led me away from my true nature. I wasn't even singing my own note, much less letting it be clear.
In this city of the soul, where all souls dwell in one consciousness, if we reach for the highest, purest note in the silence of our mind, there we will find our truest nature. Singing loud is not about making a lot of noise. Singing loud is living in key with your truest, highest self. And if you set this tone, others who are seeking a clear note will tune their notes with yours into a great symphony. This is what Jesus meant when he talked about one body. One body, one voice, one Father who gives birth to the greatest symphony in which our voice is needed to make the sound full, complete and glorious. So, Sing Loud!
Now when I wake up, I am not afraid to ask, how can I be of service today? Because it isn't a drudgery, a scare that I might have to do a chore I hate, sit with the dullards, eat with the dullards, and let my beauty waste away. It is a new kind of service where Source sets the pace and calls me forward to the great song that I AM and I sing it in Joy, not seeking acceptance or earthy glory or recognition from the dullards who shun my light. Perhaps I will awaken some spark in another who will explore the heights of their soul and another voice will join the chorus.
Monday, November 7, 2016
JUST A THOUGHT ...
I get around YouTube a lot. I was listening to a gentleman named Bill Donahue, who describes each life we live in a physical body as "thought". Someone else's thought, family, friends, etc... That wasn't the most interesting thing he had to say in this YouTube, "808 Who are we really." But if we ascribe to this life as being an illusion, then thought plays a huge role. We don't always like what others think about us, and I find it interesting the opinions they form from the simple grains that drop from my lips. Which is why Abraham-Hicks says, just write a new story, say what you want to say. Not always easy when the world is crashing in on us, but - I believe if we choose we can focus on things that bring gratitude. Gratitude uprights your world and allows a more joyful flow into your existence of more good things.
But getting back to we are just a thought living out a lifetime before shooting out of the pineal gland at death to go into another thought and another physical body of a lifetime with a whole new set of "thinkers," I was reading this poem and it sums up a lot of what was offered in this YouTube.
This is not a Random Rumi poem; I picked up another book of poetry tucked in between my Rumi books. This is by Debbie Armstrong from her book Mental Streaming, copyright 2010, published by Xlibris Corporation.
ENJOY!
I Am (Debbie Armstrong)
I am a mere thought in someone's head,
A thought that is never read.
I am as timeless as time itself,
Although they put me on shelf.
I am as free as the blowing wind,
The way I'll be until the end.
I am a tear on a dampened cheek,
And from it all my secrets leak.
I am a flower for all to see,
If they would only look at me.
I am whatever I have to be,
A solitary life, but free.
We don't see each other. We are blinded by our thoughts. Of ourselves. Of others.
We are timeless, we are free, whatever we have to be to blend in, compromise, living that solitary life forced upon us by indifference, false beliefs. But what if we allowed each other to flower? To be free in the world? I think we would be responsible people living without all that regimentation.
I particularly like the phrase, I am a tear on a dampened cheek, and from it all my secrets leak. What brings us to tears, and how revealing it is when the tears fall, no matter the reason. And some will be moved to respond with compassion to your tears and most will not. But isn't it beautiful when they do? When compassion comes your way! That is when the human heart binds itself to another. Love.
You know how you read about certain ingredients being used in a recipe as a binding agent? The ingredient in life to bind us together is love. Love yourself. Love others. Love all that is!
Namaste
(Lol, Matt Kahn. I told someone off once and in the end, time to depart, all I could think of to end that conversation was "Love and Light," so I mumbled the words and got the heck out of there. That YouTube had me rolling! You are awesome! Don't remember which YouTube it was, but any of Matt's is a good pick! Like maybe the one that said I should have kept that telling off session to myself. Yep, I sure should have, but too late now. Love and Light LOL)
But getting back to we are just a thought living out a lifetime before shooting out of the pineal gland at death to go into another thought and another physical body of a lifetime with a whole new set of "thinkers," I was reading this poem and it sums up a lot of what was offered in this YouTube.
This is not a Random Rumi poem; I picked up another book of poetry tucked in between my Rumi books. This is by Debbie Armstrong from her book Mental Streaming, copyright 2010, published by Xlibris Corporation.
ENJOY!
I Am (Debbie Armstrong)
I am a mere thought in someone's head,
A thought that is never read.
I am as timeless as time itself,
Although they put me on shelf.
I am as free as the blowing wind,
The way I'll be until the end.
I am a tear on a dampened cheek,
And from it all my secrets leak.
I am a flower for all to see,
If they would only look at me.
I am whatever I have to be,
A solitary life, but free.
We don't see each other. We are blinded by our thoughts. Of ourselves. Of others.
We are timeless, we are free, whatever we have to be to blend in, compromise, living that solitary life forced upon us by indifference, false beliefs. But what if we allowed each other to flower? To be free in the world? I think we would be responsible people living without all that regimentation.
I particularly like the phrase, I am a tear on a dampened cheek, and from it all my secrets leak. What brings us to tears, and how revealing it is when the tears fall, no matter the reason. And some will be moved to respond with compassion to your tears and most will not. But isn't it beautiful when they do? When compassion comes your way! That is when the human heart binds itself to another. Love.
You know how you read about certain ingredients being used in a recipe as a binding agent? The ingredient in life to bind us together is love. Love yourself. Love others. Love all that is!
Namaste
(Lol, Matt Kahn. I told someone off once and in the end, time to depart, all I could think of to end that conversation was "Love and Light," so I mumbled the words and got the heck out of there. That YouTube had me rolling! You are awesome! Don't remember which YouTube it was, but any of Matt's is a good pick! Like maybe the one that said I should have kept that telling off session to myself. Yep, I sure should have, but too late now. Love and Light LOL)
An Awkward Comparison, Indeed
An Awkward Comparison
(This translation is from Coleman Barks, the essential Rumi, new expanded version. Harper San Francisco.)
This physical world has no two things alike.
Every comparison is awkwardly rough.
You can put a lion next to a man,
but the placing is hazardous to both.
Say the body is like this lamp.
It has to have a wick and oil. Sleep and food.
If it doesn't get those, it will die,
and it's always burning those up, trying to die.
But where is the sun in comparison?
It rises, and the lamp's light
mixes with the day.
Oneness,
which is the reality, cannot be understood
with lamp and sun images. The blurring
of a plural into a unity is wrong.
No image can describe
what of our fathers and mothers,
our grandfathers and grandmothers, remains.
Language does not touch the one
who lives in each of us.
Abraham-Hicks often says, words do not teach, experiences teaches. In the past I have read words that matched up with my experiences that explained a lot of things and was an enormous AHA moment. Words bring understanding.
I was recently watching a YouTube by Joe Marshalla, Ph. D. He said a couple of things that caught my attention. One was that he couldn't teach anyone anything but they may hear and identify with something that was in alignment with what they already knew. The second thing he said that made me do a double take was that cause and effect BOTH are in the here and now. Interesting. I am living in the effect and running from the cause. But they exist simultaneously? Well, Yeah! Because I know danged well how I got into this mess. So, language; it helps us muddle along in this world and communicate.
Getting off subject (or maybe not!) over the past few weeks, months I have noticed something about myself. You know how we are great communicators, we communicate everything, hence we have facebook, twitter, and all those other ways of sharing our every thought. I share by texting. And I get into these long, drawn out text and lately I just delete them. Who cares? Even I quit caring before I get to the end of the text. I guess you could say I journal then delete. I am so happy I have evolved enough to spare my precious friends of my every hurting thought, of my anger and indignation. And to spare myself. Because that is what enlightenment is. I invite you to simply spare yourself and others by only giving words of wisdom. Who is to determine what is wise? The one who writes and the one who reads.
There are a whole bunch of proverbs on wisdom and understanding. The one that always stuck in my mind and rolls off my tongue is Get wisdom, but with all thy getting, get understanding. Proverbs 4:7 (KJV) Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding. When I first looked at Deepak Chopra's book, The Book of Secrets, I didn't understand a word. But after learning in other places, I came back to the book and discovered it to be awesome and my understanding grew. We all know people who Wisdom is wasted on. Sometimes our lives can be in so much turmoil we cannot absorb or comprehend anything but the pain of chaos. But out of that chaos is born wisdom and understanding.
Proverbs 16:16 How much better it is to get wisdom than gold! and to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!
Proverbs 19:18 He that gets wisdom loves his own soul: he that keeps understanding shall find good.
Many people out there are imparting wisdom according to their own gifts and understanding. And once we have grasped this wisdom and understand it, we need to practice it. Two teachers that come to mind that are very different are Bradley Lenart and Matt Kahn. Totally different styles, totally different teachings, but both urging us toward wisdom, understanding and above all, making it a practice; putting it into action.
For Matt Kahn, putting it into action generally means inner transformation. For Bradley Lenart it means both; bringing your ideals and goals to fruition. Both of these men are inspirers and motivators in their own way and style, and as human beings we need a multitude of teachers, I think. We get to pick and choose what and who propels us forward. These are currently my top two picks. They are like the sun and the lamps shining light on my darkness so that I can bring my own self to the light and shine in my own right.
So, how can you compare the sunlight to the lamp's light? The analogy is good. Analogies help us to understand. Light permeates and chases away the darkness. This analogy has practical as well as spiritual implications.
Oneness. God. Source. All that has come before us has created the vastness and Oneness that currently is. We cannot sum up in words what our forefathers have contributed to the expansion of the Universe and life as we know it. Painting a picture, any image, any analogy, any comparison cannot contain "the one who lives in each of us."
The one who lives in each of us longs for expression - through wisdom and understanding. And the one who longs to be a part of the expansion and creation seeks this wisdom and understanding. And we do language the greatest disservice when we define, label and judge each other. We do not celebrate the wonder of each other. Or bow to the greatness in each of us. This is unwise and shows a lack of understanding. This is where pain comes from. This is where confusion comes from. Some exact pain and confusion deliberately. Others just simply live ignorant of their own pain and confusion and the useless ways they try to fill the empty spaces. They pay homage to false gods who live outside themselves and try to find their way without ever looking at the one who lives in each of us.
Namaste
(This translation is from Coleman Barks, the essential Rumi, new expanded version. Harper San Francisco.)
This physical world has no two things alike.
Every comparison is awkwardly rough.
You can put a lion next to a man,
but the placing is hazardous to both.
Say the body is like this lamp.
It has to have a wick and oil. Sleep and food.
If it doesn't get those, it will die,
and it's always burning those up, trying to die.
But where is the sun in comparison?
It rises, and the lamp's light
mixes with the day.
Oneness,
which is the reality, cannot be understood
with lamp and sun images. The blurring
of a plural into a unity is wrong.
No image can describe
what of our fathers and mothers,
our grandfathers and grandmothers, remains.
Language does not touch the one
who lives in each of us.
Abraham-Hicks often says, words do not teach, experiences teaches. In the past I have read words that matched up with my experiences that explained a lot of things and was an enormous AHA moment. Words bring understanding.
I was recently watching a YouTube by Joe Marshalla, Ph. D. He said a couple of things that caught my attention. One was that he couldn't teach anyone anything but they may hear and identify with something that was in alignment with what they already knew. The second thing he said that made me do a double take was that cause and effect BOTH are in the here and now. Interesting. I am living in the effect and running from the cause. But they exist simultaneously? Well, Yeah! Because I know danged well how I got into this mess. So, language; it helps us muddle along in this world and communicate.
Getting off subject (or maybe not!) over the past few weeks, months I have noticed something about myself. You know how we are great communicators, we communicate everything, hence we have facebook, twitter, and all those other ways of sharing our every thought. I share by texting. And I get into these long, drawn out text and lately I just delete them. Who cares? Even I quit caring before I get to the end of the text. I guess you could say I journal then delete. I am so happy I have evolved enough to spare my precious friends of my every hurting thought, of my anger and indignation. And to spare myself. Because that is what enlightenment is. I invite you to simply spare yourself and others by only giving words of wisdom. Who is to determine what is wise? The one who writes and the one who reads.
There are a whole bunch of proverbs on wisdom and understanding. The one that always stuck in my mind and rolls off my tongue is Get wisdom, but with all thy getting, get understanding. Proverbs 4:7 (KJV) Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding. When I first looked at Deepak Chopra's book, The Book of Secrets, I didn't understand a word. But after learning in other places, I came back to the book and discovered it to be awesome and my understanding grew. We all know people who Wisdom is wasted on. Sometimes our lives can be in so much turmoil we cannot absorb or comprehend anything but the pain of chaos. But out of that chaos is born wisdom and understanding.
Proverbs 16:16 How much better it is to get wisdom than gold! and to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!
Proverbs 19:18 He that gets wisdom loves his own soul: he that keeps understanding shall find good.
Many people out there are imparting wisdom according to their own gifts and understanding. And once we have grasped this wisdom and understand it, we need to practice it. Two teachers that come to mind that are very different are Bradley Lenart and Matt Kahn. Totally different styles, totally different teachings, but both urging us toward wisdom, understanding and above all, making it a practice; putting it into action.
For Matt Kahn, putting it into action generally means inner transformation. For Bradley Lenart it means both; bringing your ideals and goals to fruition. Both of these men are inspirers and motivators in their own way and style, and as human beings we need a multitude of teachers, I think. We get to pick and choose what and who propels us forward. These are currently my top two picks. They are like the sun and the lamps shining light on my darkness so that I can bring my own self to the light and shine in my own right.
So, how can you compare the sunlight to the lamp's light? The analogy is good. Analogies help us to understand. Light permeates and chases away the darkness. This analogy has practical as well as spiritual implications.
Oneness. God. Source. All that has come before us has created the vastness and Oneness that currently is. We cannot sum up in words what our forefathers have contributed to the expansion of the Universe and life as we know it. Painting a picture, any image, any analogy, any comparison cannot contain "the one who lives in each of us."
The one who lives in each of us longs for expression - through wisdom and understanding. And the one who longs to be a part of the expansion and creation seeks this wisdom and understanding. And we do language the greatest disservice when we define, label and judge each other. We do not celebrate the wonder of each other. Or bow to the greatness in each of us. This is unwise and shows a lack of understanding. This is where pain comes from. This is where confusion comes from. Some exact pain and confusion deliberately. Others just simply live ignorant of their own pain and confusion and the useless ways they try to fill the empty spaces. They pay homage to false gods who live outside themselves and try to find their way without ever looking at the one who lives in each of us.
Namaste
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