" In the window niche She waits for the sunrise."

"Her space The cosmos flooded with The earth her vision. the space where her feelings pulled her apart and what was inside her was revealed.. and this lit her way. Space where, in her circling motion, she found an opening."

We Enter a New Time...

- Susan Griffin, Woman and Nature

"Red evenings in March. news of death. begin anew- what has ended? Night. Plains. An empty hall. In the window niche She waits for sunrise..."

"You wake from dreams of doom and - for a moment - you know: beyond all the noise and the gestures, the only real thing, love's calm unwavering flame in the half light of an early dawn."

-  excerpts from, Markings, Dag Hammarskjold

"Forgetful one, get up! Its dawn, time to start searching...'

...Open your wings and lift. give like the blacksmith even breath to the bellows. tend the fire that changes the shape of metal. Alchemical work begins at dawn, as you walk out to meet the Friend.'

Lalla

"At the deepest level, breath is sister of spirit. One of the most ancient words for spirit is Ruah;

this is also the word for air or wind. Ruah also denotes pathos, passion, and emotion - a state of the soul. The word suggests that God was like breath and wind because of the incredible passion and pathos of divinity... the world of thought resides in the air, All our thoughts happen in the air element. Our greatest thoughts come to us from the generosity of the air. it is here that the idea of inspiration is rooted _ you inspire or breathe in the thoughts concealed in the air element. Inspiration can never be programmed. You can prepare, making yourself ready to be inspired, yet it is spontaneous and unpredictable. it breaks the patterns of repetition and expectation. Inspiration is always a surprising visitor."

John O'Donohue Anam Cara

"It takes a golden ear to be empty enough of itself to hear clearly"

"According to another ancient teaching, man has three ears: the outer.. the part you see, bears the name ear but which does not hear anything; the inner ear, with all its intricate resonating devices, which connects with the brain and the rest of the body and tells us what sound the ether is carrying; and the whole man, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet and from his heart to his intellect, who "hears the meaning of what the sound is saying."

"Listening requires a centering discipline if we are to understand each other. For what we say will be related to our past and future, to our health and mood and ambitions and self- image, our needs and our ideals'... it will also be related to the weather, the season, to moonlight and the stars; it will be related to the history of man, to the history of the individual, to nature and evolution at every level; it will also be affected by the relationship between us."

Excerpt from Centering, by M.C.Richards

A picture I took of Christopher Hedge at the amazing Magic Shop Studios while working on the post production mixes of my album Light Breaks. Fine tuning and listening to the mixes and the sound waves, while the waves break out side.

Christopher is not only a master of working with sound but also has mastered the technology and the tools to support a works sound and vision. With a laser like focus he is able to hear the places in the mixes that require adjustments in order to seamlessly bring the songs into a more cohesive  whole. 

The sound of air is wavering

"The sound of air is wavering its form zigzag, and its color blue. Its voice is heard in storms, when the wind blows, and in the whisper of the morning breeze. Its effect is breaking, sweeping and piercing. It has a tendency to kindle the fire of the heart... The air sound overpowers all other sounds, for it is living, and in every aspect its influence produces ecstasy.' Harmony is the result of the relation between color and color, the relation between sound and sound, and the relation between color and sound."

from The Mysticism of Sound by, Hazrat Inayat Khan

"In Haydn's oratorios, the notes present to the imagination not only motions, as of the snake, the stag, and the elephant, but colors also; as the green grass. The law of harmonic sounds reappear in the harmonic colors."

Excerpt from Nature, The Portable Emerson, Ralph Waldo Emerson

After the rain storm yesterday, a photo I took of a double rainbow

"Une difficulte est une lumiere/ Une difficulte insurmountable est une soleil" that is, A difficulty is a light; an insurmountable difficulty is a sun."

"We tend to perceive difficulty as disturbance. Ironically, difficulty can be a great friend of creativity... I love the lines from Paul Valery: this is a completely different way of considering the awkward, the uneven, and the difficult. Deep within us, there is a terrible impulse and drive toward perfection. We want everything flattened into one shape. We do not like unexpected shapes... The imagination in its loyalty to possibility often takes the curved path rather than the linear way. Such risk and openness inherit the harvest of creativity, beauty and spirit." from Anam Cara by, John O'Donohue

Taking a Risk, Collage H.C.Love

GETTING OUT OF THE WAY easier said than done. It requires an un-selfconsciousness. Echoes and ripples From the deeper questions expand into a wider field of potential.

"From an ancient text on Centering - wherever your attention alights, at this very point experience."... We grow and change and develop capacities for centering and for dialogue throughout our lives. We have to trust the invisible gauges we carry within - to realize that a creative being lives within, whether we like it or not, and that we must get out of its way, for it will give us no peace until we do."

Excerpts from Centering by, M.C.Richards

Navushieip - Shoshoni word for dream or vision and the soul that has such experiences (the dream soul)

"Jung believed in what he would call 'The healing nightmare', many veterans of war experience nightmares of traumatic events recurring in the psyche that no one wants to listen to. It is in the sacred telling and the listening that healing can occur."

"Forlorn! the very word is like a bell to toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well as she is fam'd to do deceiving elf. Adieu! Adieu! The plaintive anthem fades.. Past the near meadows, over the still stream, up the hill-side-and now tis buried deep in the next valley-glade: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: Do I wake or sleep?"

John Keats