No. 363: It's like Heaven

For a True Singer

One Who has to Sing

To Understand Life

Finding Complete Voice

Feels Like Stepping in

To Heaven.

There Is Nothing Like It

This Heavenly Realm

Where Most Things

Can Only Be Sung

With ALL of Us.

We Speak a Language

Of Cultured Beasts

Learning Ancient Translations

Of the Singer's Book of Life

Striving to Give Civilized Birth

To a Power Strong Enough

To Consume Us.

Heaven Is Walking the Singer's Path

And Arriving Home

In One Piece.

This is LIFE. This is Love. This is From the Heart Singing.

No. 362: I. Am Not. A Singer.

I
Am not
A Singer.

In as much
As my being
"A Singer"
Takes away
The inherent
Be-YOUty
Of Y/Our
Expression
Of Voice.

So then

What Am I

If Not

A Singer?

I Am a Teller of Stories
A Feeler of Feelings
A Believer of Thoughts
A Transcender of Conditionings

I Am
A Holder of Hands
A Mover of Feet
A HeartBeat
A Breath
A Life
A Death.

I Am All These Things
Just As Are You.

And When You Hear Y/OurSelf Singing
In the Midst of This Universal Being...

MayBe Then
We Can Hear
The Truth of Our Unity:

There Cannot Be One
Without The Other

I Cannot
Will Not
Sing

Without Knowing
To the Core of US
The Be-YOUty
Of OUR

Song.


THIS is Life.  THIS is Love.  THIS is From the Heart Singing.

No. 361: If You're MAD

If you're MAD

On this Path of Voice

...

CELEBRATE!

Anger, stress, craziness, sadness: these are all Signposts

That Voice is nigh.

And if It makes You

MORE MAD

To think of celebrating your madness

...

GET MADDER

And sadder

More hopeless

And stressed

Till One Day You Look at You

And see only the vibration

Of what's left

After You've Voiced

All 

You thought

Was keeping You silent...

...

And then CELEBRATE 

Again...and again...

And again.

THIS is Life. THIS is Love.  THIS is From the Heart Singing.