What is it about music?

Music has only been such spiritual thing for me. The pure connection I feel pulls me out of the dumps and it’s what I’m flying on when I’ve never been better.

No matter what is going on it gives me strength. I’ve heard it called the language of the gods and I believe that. If love is what we seek, music is the purest way to express it.

I’m clinging to it right now hoping to get through this pressure.


Stick to your priorities and change will not phase you.

I have nothing to fear, but change is happening in my work life. I have had the pleasure of working from home for 2 years now, and getting back into the ‘real’ world, even on a part-time basis is frustrating and scary. But I have some opportunities to do fun things, or at least things with fun people. And I need to remember that at least it’s only part-time right now. Keep putting whatever you can into the career. The more fluid you are, the more efficient you are, emotionally, spiritually and professionally.

Everything is constantly evolving, but sometimes I cling to memories so tightly I am afraid to experience fully the wonder, happiness, sorrow and everything else that is a complete life. Purity and relaxation help stay in the now.

Always I need to focus on my Bliss List. I can weather any storm by sticking to what is truly me. Stress is best handled with sleep, exercise and healthy eating. Not drinking and smoking.


If you could only crack the ego.

The more I read on subjects of self-help and the like, I notice the themes are very much just Zen Buddhism channeled into a Western mindset. Not that they all work, but some really do. But it makes me think of going to the original source of everything. When I work, when I create, with each breath in and each breath out I should acknowledge this source. It’s the journey that counts. It’s the journey that matters. The next big wave will be cracking the ego. How do you spell that in English?


What is Success?

What if I accomplish something? What if I accomplish nothing? Success should be feeling fulfilled and happy. My ego needs fed. What goes up in smoke only feeds ego. I cannot decide on being happy or being recognized as more important.

Maybe my art will change the world someday. Maybe not? What if I’m gone before it is appreciated? Did you love what you were doing? Say thank you and get back to work.


Where is your spark?

Where is your spark? I want to see you smile, to run, to play. Are you sick? Are you sad? If you could speak I would know. But you can’t. What will make you come back to life?


In search of a new direction.

I am trying to find a project to work on via my blog. Doing a daily haiku was very fun but it had run it’s course. Maybe more poetry? I would love to write a story, but I haven’t had an idea I think is worth exploring. I also could write something non-fiction (which is pretty much what this blog is, my life and struggles).

Whatever I choose it must come from Love. As long as I stay pure and focused on true expression, I will be satisfied. Just don’t let me ego read that.


I Love You

Love as pure as ours
has not been seen on this earth
and may not again.


mistakes

Another mistake made. When will I learn?


What a difference a day makes…

Well wouldn’t you know it, some positivity has shown its self. A few calls for work, that’s a great start. A good night’s sleep; so hard to come by but so great. Now can I make it two nights in a row?


Everyone Struggles?

Everyone struggles. How do you get passed it? Turning to unhealthy habits is not the answer, but that seems to be how I cope. It is a nice warm blanket for your mind, but it burns me out too fast. The lack of good sleep wears and wears until I have anxiety about fun things just because I’m worried about being tired. Moderation. Center yourself. Right here, right now, what can you do to feel better and increase your chances at success going forward? I can make business better, but I can get out there and meet people, and I can work on the internal systems to prepare for the calls. The stress comes from the day to day waiting for the phone to ring. I will be ok, it’s my family that I’m worried about. How can I bear the brunt of this while staying sane and healthy myself?