Biding Your Time

July 8, 2012

After attending a recent concert of international singers at my daughter’s school, I am convinced that music can heal the world. You can’t help but feel touched when voices rise up like that. Just try to listen to soul, for instance, and try not to be moved by it.

Music can also help us with hard times. We have all had the experience of waiting for someone we love; whether it’s because they are overseas in the military, on travel or simply live far away.

Busby Marou sings of it in his song, “Biding My Time”. It’s lovely and reminds me of the songs by Jack Johnson.

Enjoy!

Somewhere Over the Rainbow was one of my grandmother’s favorite songs. And because she loved it so much, I cry every time I hear it. If you read the lyrics, they really are touching. It’s about dreams and yearning and looking for that pot of gold just out of reach.

Judy Garland first sang the song in 1939 in the movie classic, The Wizard of Oz. In her interpretation, she really does fly to a land of wonder, like the happy little bluebirds of which she sings.

Can we too?

If you think about the rainbow, it is always complete and in the same order. From red to orange to yellow to green to blue to indigo to violet, the colors of the rainbow are also represented in our seven main chakras from the bottom to the top (red being the first, violet being the last).

Like Judy Garland’s character, Dorothy, in the movie I have often dreamed of leaping to the other side of my rainbow. What would I find there? And who might go with me to explore what I discover?

Each of us encounters people along the way who help us move up and down our rainbow. Sometimes we fall into blue; other times we tumble into red. All the while we are searching for that pot of gold. But, do you want to know a secret?

We hold the gold within us.

In fact, each of us carries an entire rainbow inside so really there is nowhere to go but here to find what we are looking for. We already have it. The Land of Oz resides in us all ~ in our hearts, in our memories, in our lives.

So if you are searching for magic, use what you already have to create it.

Now fly, little bluebird, fly!

As I have already said in an earlier blog post, “The Soundtrack of Our Lives”, music is the sonorous accompaniment of our days. It’s the grease that oils your remembering machine: the oh-my-god effect when you hear a song hidden in your history, somewhere buried deep down in a place only music can touch.

It permeates your skin. It penetrates your soul. Music is the balm to give you back your bounce.

So as you embark on our summer journey (or winter for you lovely folks in the Southern Hemisphere), consider putting together a mix of music to keep you company. Whether you’re on the subway or cruising down the autobahn, there is nothing like jamming to good tunes. Need inspiration? Everyone has their own tastes, but here are some of my favorite albums currently:

Looking 4 Myself (Usher)

Making Mirrors (Gotye)

Go (Vertical Horizon)

Here and Now (Nickelback)

What are some of your favorites? Please share because I’m in love with iTunes and need to feed that relationship!

Your Weekend Sensual

June 23, 2012

This past March I saw Fuerza Bruta in New York City. They are hard to describe really: a dynamic dance performance group doesn’t really say it. It’s one of those things you simply have to experience. But I’ll tell you this: it involves several elements, including wind, blood, sweat and tears. Doesn’t sound appealing?

Maybe Usher’s rendition of “Scream” that he recently performed at the Fuerza Bruta show will help you along. It’s hot. Sensual. And partly underwater.

Curious? Give Scream a try. Happy Weekend Sensual, all!

Listen

June 20, 2012

In my book author meanderings, I have met some incredible people: Dick Bolles, the author of the legendary What Color is Your Parachute, Louise Hay, author and publisher of Hay House; yes, I even met Oprah’s man friend, Stedman once as he released a new book at America’s largest book fair, Book Expo America.

For me, visiting a bookstore is like seeing old friends again. Wherever I go, I pop into one just to say ‘Hi!’ Inevitably, I will know one or two people on the shelf.

Reading is a special kind of listening. You take it in through your eyes, but if the book is written from the heart, you receive it through yours as well. Such is the book Listen by Lynn A. Robinson. Her prose has a gentle, lilting cadence that teaches you to trust your inner voice in times of trouble. I’ve talked about your inner GPS in prior posts, but listen to what Lynn says about it:

Some of us fear our inner guidance because it often leads us to something scary or outside our comfort zone. Viewed a different way, however, it can also lead us to new cycles of learning, growth, and spiritual wisdom. The discomfort or confusion you feel is actually your intuition directing you to make choices in your life that will allow you to break free (page 114).

Are you ready for some of that? Liberation is indeed a good thing. It may require some awkward steps forward. You do remember learning how to walk, right? A little crashing on your derrière is inevitable. But if you go slowly, it won’t hurt that badly. Promise!

In the fabulous words of chanteuse Zaz from France: Allons ensemble découvrir ma liberté. (Let’s discover my liberty together).

It starts with the small, still voice within. What is it saying to you?

The Energy of Slow Food

June 15, 2012

When you live life with an open heart of compassion and love, the most amazing thing happens. You start to resonate with people on a level you may not have thought possible.

Take my recent visit to the butcher shop as an example. As I watched the sales lady slice the ham, I was enthralled by her loving hands. You could simply tell she respected her work and the products she delivered. Slow food at its best! It made not only for a great shopping experience, but for a great ham sandwich afterward!

Food is energy, like anything else. If you have seen the movie Like Water for Chocolate based on a Mexican novel by Laura Esquivel about a young woman who passes her love (and other emotions) on through her cooking, then you will know how much food can affect a person.  It’s not only the quality, but also the intention that is passed on through it.

For a fun Friday treat, enjoy watching one of the best clips of the movie. It puts mindful eating into a whole new light. Yum.

The Cannes Film Festival is a great place to meet and greet just about every mover and shaker in the film industry that you can imagine. For four days I tumbled about with the rest of the throngs, looking to connect with new people, get good story ideas and basically lift myself off the carpet to see the Big Picture for a long weekend.

It was inspiring.

Films in the competition were voted on; other films were shown in hopes buyers would come to distribute them. Like any trade show, it was a 24/7 event. You saw more people at 2 a.m., walking about the place, than you normally do at mid-day on the streets of most hometowns.

Winning a competition has different meanings for different people. For some, simply being there was a win of a lifetime (I count myself in that category). For others, they wanted to win the Golden Palm award so their stakes were set higher. For others they simply wanted to win a few new business cards and enjoy seeing old friends.

When I think of competition, such as the Olympic Games in London this summer, there are different degrees of winning there as well. Bryan Clay, who is  most likely competing in the Olympic decatholon this July, just penned a book called REDEMPTION. It just arrived in the mail today, but from what I see, winning to him means enjoying his family life.

I love that.

I too would like to win at the Olympics this year. But a different kind of win: as a blogger. If you are so inclined, please visit this 30 second video and click on the blue bar “unterstützen” (German for “support”) to help me make my way to an Olympic dream as a citizen journalist bringing positive stories to the world.