No. 232: Singing is Messy.

Singing is messy.

Be(a)ware if you think it "should be" clean!

For your search for that "cleanliness"

will drag you through all the Creative Muck of Mother Nature

kicking and screaming

until you one day

wake up 

to find  the singing that stretches heArts like lillies opening to the sun

is earthy.

It's real.

You can roll in It like compost,

bury yourself in It like dirt,

burrow in It like a hungry worm,

and grow in It like a magnificent old tree.

THIS is beautiful singing.

THIS is Life.  THIS is Love.  THIS is Opera Organically.

No. 231: The Greatest Gift

The Greatest Gift for a Singer

is when someOne observes Our Experience

--the living breath of what it means to be US--

and says:

"That is Art...and That...and That...yes--even That--is Art.  

Now: SING IT."

And the Singer cradles this splendid, most Precious Gift

Like the child she remembers Be-ing in dreams,

knowing she has been handed the Key

to a Life Lived in Bliss,

to a Life Lived 

as Song.

No. 230: When I am mute

When I am mute,

when even my physical voice is silent,

I would not dare to say

"I cannot sing"

or

"I do not."

For singing is the deepest form 

of Being

when done with All of Me

And no-thing, no-one can take that away--

for how could Life

take Its Self 

from Its Self...?

I sing, will sing, and have always sung.

And you as well, Dear Friend.  

You, as well.

No. 230: Facts, Schmacts.

Have you accepted the "fact" that you "can't sing"?  

Opera Organically is an alternative reality where 

--guess what-- 

YOU'RE SINGING ALREADY

no matter what anyone has told you--

no matter what you tell yourself. 

THIS is Life.  THIS is Love.   THIS is Opera Organically.

No. 229: On Violence, and on Voice

Singing is not only about singing.

IT is also about listening.

And listening, in its purest form IS singing--

though we singers are rarely taught this.

As a singer, I listen to bomb blasts 

over radio waves from Boston,

and Voice rises in me, a lithe lioness,

ready to roar in-tune with the insistent

Life Resonance 

of Our Earth.

Together we BE the Value of Life

until ALL--mySelf included--

are stunned into the silence

of what it means 

to Live

the Eternal Stuff of Song.

And in this BEing there is a confidence:

a Knowing-ness, a Peace 

which comes 

from DOing-ness, 

that IT IS POSSIBLE

to create a world-- 

to acknowledge Its existence

deep in the experience of US

Where the only bombs triggered

are ones of cadence and of trills,

sound colors and wails,

of music-wombed stories

which manifest a Heaven on Earth

that can hold ALL 

of what it means to be alive.

This is singing which heals.  This is singing which lives.  This is singing which grows US.

THIS is Opera Organically.

No. 228: Fierce Voice

Voice is FIERCE.

If we do not believe

that our individual expression of Voice

is FIERCE in its Power,

surrendered in its joie de vivre,

most likely we have been shamed 

into believing a lie.

Opera Organically is an alternative paradigm.

In Opera Organically, shame and Voice-less-ness 

is burned away in the FIRE of Possibility.

THIS is Life.  THIS is Love.  THIS is Opera Organically.

No. 227: ...and You will know...

Sing what You Love

and You will know

that You Are IT.

THIS is Life.  THIS is Love.  THIS is Opera Organically.

No. 226: The Making of the Diva Warrior

..."Worrier" is just one sound away from "Warrior": 

"Ohhhh ****" becomes "Ahhhhh WOW." 

THERE is where singing begins. 

THIS is Life. THIS is Love. THIS is Opera Organically.

No. 226: "No Big Deal"

I have an intense craving

for a time and place

where singing organically

is "No Big Deal."

When we are ALL 

walking, talking expressions  of Voice

living in the certainty that we are loved,

that every expression of emotion is beautiful--

that every movement, every word is precious

as it comes from the HeArt.

I imagine a world where an "Idol" is not seen as one in a million

but rather acknowledged as the expression of Life in each One of us.

It is THIS World I am creating.  THIS Love I am dedicated to.

THIS is Opera Organically.

No. 225: A Vision of Opera Organically

A world where every One has found Voice: 

All of Life One. Great. Artwork.

At times I stand in awe that we are all just one baby step away

From opening to the Power of Voice.

But then, She slaps me on the butt in Her most loving way 

Saying: "Wake up Becca!  Come back in and PLAY!"

So I take a deep breath, heart beating fast,

diving

into the divinity

of what it means to be US, HERE, and NOW.

And suddenly 

Everyone 

is singing--

whether we know it, 

or not.

THIS is Life.  THIS is Love.  THIS is Opera Organically.