No. 245: Weapons of Mass Destruction

We music teachers

often employ unwittingly

weapons of mass destruction

in the name 

of "defining talent."

What is astounding to me 

is that, as a culture

we can look at a horse 

or a dog

or a guinea pig 

who's been neglected

whose basic needs have been witheld

and have immediate empathy

BUT

a Voice Who's been neglected

caged

abused

unseen

unheard

dishonored

shamed

shunned

spat upon

blamed

ignored

and beaten to a bloody, terrified pulp

is not only easy to look upon--

It's MAINSTREAM.

I'm flabbergasted.

I'm stunned.

I'm TIRED 

of this reality.

And so I'm committed through Opera Organically

to spreading the Awareness of a Love Which

Torrential in Its Power

Washes away the lies of incomplete definitions 

Providing the tools for rehabilitation

to a Most Hidden Abused Population

That Lives 

Right

Within US.

When we learn how to heal this hurt

We will never

ever

Be Voice-less again

And All the World Will Be Singing.

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

No. 244: THIS Light ain't so little.

When I was a child,

I learned the popular tune:

"This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine!"

and loved it.

Now I know, the love I had for this song as a child

was only

the Beginning.

Learning the power of one person's Light 

to Spark another's 

in the form of Realizing Universal Voice

through the absolute Security 

of a SAFE community 

dedicated to Love and Life--

Ahhhhhhh, THIS Light that burns amongst US, and because of US--not just as individuals, but as HUMANS living a SHARED experience of FREEDOM, POWER, and TRUTH of Expression...

THIS Light ain't so little.  

THIS Light, THIS Voice, is larger, more powerful, more real, more present and more resonant than any of us, alone, could imagine.

So therefore 

LET IT BURN!  

LET. IT. BURN.

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

No. 243: A Much Different Kind of Urgency

Our studies as singers are riddled with urgent messages:

"...If I did not have singing lessons from the time I was three there is no hope for me..."

"...If I don't have money I cannot learn to sing..."

"...Once I reach a certain age, a chance for a career is lost..."

"...If I can't read music, I cannot be a musician, and I cannot sing..."

"...S/he told me I cannot sing.  Therefore I cannot sing..."

"...Singing is scary.  I can't do it..."

"...Blah, blah blah, blah BLAH..."

Stop listening to these urgent messages sent from Fear.

Listen, instead, to the Still Small Voice inside YOU that says:

"There is more, there IS more...now, come and find It."

(Or something of that playfully mischievous and--at first--possibly freaky nature)

THIS is the most urgent message of all--and IT's the only One worth listening to

For It will lead you to your HeArt, 

Which in Its completeness 

and Utter Power

Will show You Who You Are

in all the glory

color

sensation

and sound

of LIFE.

LIFE is the only urgent pull worth living for.

Becoming a HeArt Singer is releasing the messages from Fear and Death

and stepping into

the vibrant TRUTH

of the beauty

we ARE 

at any moment.

Yeah, THIS is Life.  THIS is Love.  THIS is Opera Organically.

No. 242: A Great Awakening

If we allow It, Voice can carry us

Through a Great Awakening

Which, filled with all the depths and heights of pain and pleasure

Births Us into Music

Where Song and Life

Are One.

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

No. 241: It is not a musician's job...

It is not a musician's job

(the ones you think can "discover you")

to care about your soul.

Do not be fooled 

into baring Voice

to a singer

who cares not--

and "only sings"--

for you may find your instrument

bloody and bruised 

on an altar

built of ignorance

to a deity unseen.

And do not venture to sing 

for a "non-singer"

who cannot dream

and places limits

on Possibility

before she's ever

tasted

It.

Sing, rather, as if Voice is equal to Your Soul

and Both

having equal value

deserving equal respect

love

and praise--

Both

demanding 

the heat of a refiner's fire

to mold the space

for grace--

and the understanding

to wield power that,

when fully embraced,

leads only to and from

caring

where every Voice is safe.

For I cannot sing

unless I believe every Voice is free.

It is just 

something

about me...

And knowing this about me, I know it about YOU...

and all those false deities

those beater-uppers and "voiceless" ones

fade into the bright light

of Truth:

WE. SING. Yes, that is true.  Voice is Me.  Voice IS You.

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

No. 241: The Greatest Challenge

The greatest challenge

is to understand 

that we singers 

on a most important level

are always and on(e)ly

Seekers of Voice.

The scope of what we do and are

is so much larger 

than what shallow culture tries to sell us

that when we sense It

all we want is to Live the Path.

Yes, this is singing's greatest challenge:

that in "realizing" Voice

we find OurSelves 

in the infinity of the Human HeArt

where an individual voice

ignited fully

can only sing as the clearest reflection

of what it means to be One Voice.

THIS is the deepest meaning of singing.  It is a meaning which defines US--we do not define It.  

To try is to silence the very Music Which We Already Are.

This is why it is the Greatest Challenge.

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

No. 240: A Moth and Her Flame

A singer without Voice is like a moth searching for flame:

She thinks she's looking for light and warmth

In a maddening game:
Hide-and-seek in the dark--
Life never seems so stark

Until she makes a deadly 'mistake'
Flapping her wings too close to the heat
Enamored with the Light, in an ash-filled flash
She is at One with what she once did seek.

From that moment,
From deep in the passion of the Flame,
She knows Voice's true Home
And She will never be the same.



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