≡First in Line≡

→Ode to cornbread↵

δA downhome Christmasδ

→You got cornbread ~ Your the best!!←

⇒Foodies gather round………..

*Cornbread ~ ^eats from our kitchen^ 🙂

Inspiration:

♥Some kitchen love from our kitchen to yours…….

Any cornbread fans?

With a fervent love of cornbread I had to write a poem illustrating this affection. I have always loved cornmeal in all its variations. Something about the mealy earthy taste combined with a natural light sweetness.

Cornbread has a southern flair to it and the poem I wrote below felt like being on a front porch in the southland, sipping some ice tea while strumming on a guitar and writing. Although I had no particular poetic direction initially, the words that developed the poem felt like a country song.

It’s always a wonderful feeling to allow what wants to be birthed through us as creative expression to make its presence known with as few barriers to its flow as possible. The creative process takes on infinite shapes, directions, expressions, and is such a beautiful reminder of the wonder of it all.

I grew up eating a good bit of cornbread (and spoonbread) which is probably where the taste, love, and enjoyment stemmed from. Warm out of the oven with butter melting on it…….good stuff coming out of the kitchen! With lots of love……….

*photo is fresh baked cornbread I made in our kitchen*

→Kitchens are the heart and soul of a home↵

δA downhome Christmasδ

Well, we are a day away from Christmas Eve. Merry Christmas everyone! With food often at the center of our holiday gathering and merriment, what better time to blog and write a poem based on food.

Wishing all a most joyous Christmas! May the Christ Light and Love be birthed in all our hearts and peace be upon the Earth. Now and Always.

As we close the final chapter on 2020 and ring in the new year 2021, I will leave you with some food for thought.

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Cornbread symbolism:

“A staple for any Southerner’s meal, cornbread is especially important as a traditional Southern New Year’s Day food. The color is considered to represent gold, and eating it is thought to bring you spending money in the prosperous new year. For deeper pockets, toss in some corn kernels.” Wishing everyone a Golden 2021! 

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Cornbread Cornstory:

Corn has a rich and varied history. Here is some reading highlighting some of its origins.

“The Southern History Of Cornbread. Although the Aztecs and Mayans were making corn tortillas and tamales long before we heated up our skillets, the Southern version of cornbread actually originated with the Native Americans.”

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“Residents of the British colonies in America used the phrase Indian meal to refer to what is known today as cornmeal.  Since its introduction to Britain and Europe during the 17^th century, cornmeal has been used as a substitute for traditionally used grains in breads and steamed or baked puddings.  (The meal was known to Europeans as maize. In the 17^th century the word corn referred to grains in general.)  American colonial recipes using cornmeal, known to the settlers as Indian meal, commonly used Indian in the title, such as Indian Bread, Indian Pudding or Indian Cake.

Corn grew easily in Indiana’s soil and quickly became the most commonly used grain in bread recipes originally calling for wheat or oats.  By the time of Indiana’s statehood corn and Indian meal were used interchangeably in recipes.  Sometimes both words were found in the same recipe. Cornbread or corn muffins became the common table bread. Interestingly, many cookbooks from the first half of the 19^th century do not contain recipes for cornbread.  Each family had its own favorite recipe, most likely committed to memory by every young girl as she learned to cook at her mother’s side.

Many of the earliest settlers in the Nineteenth State were from the Upland South, that is, the western Carolinas, Virginia, Kentucky, and Tennessee.  The Kentucky Housewife (1839), compiled by Mrs. Lettice Bryan, contains 17 bread, cake and pudding recipes using Indian meal such as Bannock, Indian Muffins, Indian Dumplings, and Indian Flappers. The closest recipe to a classic cornbread is Indian Muffins.”

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~ Cornbread History

www. indianahumanities.org

Cornbread: From Ancient History to Being the Gluten-Free Alternative (morningchores.com) 

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δA downhome Christmasδ

Here are a few Christmas songs that bring on that downhome Christmas feeling from country music band Alabama’s first Christmas album. Share your favorite holiday songs!

Tonight is Christmas

Alabama – Tonight Is Christmas (Christmas Songs – Yule Log) – YouTube

Tennessee Christmas

Alabama “Tennessee Christmas” – YouTube 

Christmas in Dixie

Alabama – Christmas In Dixie (Official Audio) – YouTube

Candle in the Window

Alabama -A Candle In The Window – YouTube

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θOkay, now to the good stuff……………………….

A simple poem rekindling the preparation and mixing of the ingredients that constitute freshly baked cornbread and the excitement of taking it out of the oven ready to be enjoyed! Pass some over please……..

≡First in Line≡

→ Ode to cornbread↵

→You got cornbread ~ Your the best!!←

cornbread in the blender

my heart goes a tender

 grab me a few ingredients

gonna add to the mix

oh darlin’ gotta get my fix

so baby get it goin’

get them oars a rowin’

till that golden light is a glowin’

get that cornbread a comin’

baby put that cornbread in the oven

You say cornbread

I say yes

You got cornbread

your the best

You say cornbread

I gotta a smile

on and on

mile after mile

kinda like spoonbread

kinda like pie

but on the side

the fiddle player knows

his feet are a tappin’

he’s a wonderin’ about cornbread for the askin’

 gotta have that taste

 got no time to waste

You say cornbread

I say yes

You got cornbread

your the best

You say cornbread

I gotta a smile

on and on

mile after mile

when that cornbread is out of the oven

rest assured

I’ll be a comin’

I’ll be first in line

to get me mine

Oh that cornbread

gets me each time

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Wishing you a starlight holiday filled with your favorite eats

from the kitchen, with loved ones, and in joy eternal…

♥Merry Christmas Y’all…

May all our eats from the kitchen be received in gratitude and yumminess!!

⊕May Joy and Peace fill our heart and home!

⊕Blessings of the Season!

Blessings of great eats coming from the kitchen………..

May the wonder of it all amaze us over and over in humble reverence

Happy Healthy new year 2021! and ongoing……..

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∝Morning Song∝

◊A Chance to Touch the Sun◊

Inspiration

The inspiration for this poem initially came about during the most recent late Spring and Summer months where the morning sun would blaze in my bedroom window. Literally the sun would be directly full on outside my bedroom window (not at an angle) and sweetly yet strongly would wake me up with light pouring in the room and upon my face. When I would stretch out my hand to greet the sun it was as if it was closer than close. A chance to touch the sun.

For some hours the bedroom and my office editing space directly across the hallway in similar positioning, would also be filled with a magical warm sunlight ambience. Rainbows danced and scattered on the walls from my crystals hanging from the window blinds. It was so amazing and breathtaking I would just sit in there and savor. Additionally I had been listening to a good bit of country music (which I like very much) and the poems word structure and feeling felt like a country song. With all the global occurrences with the pandemic and such, I felt these glorious mornings were a sweet refuge into the  attunement with nature singing a song of transcendence. Everything was so beautiful and magnetic in its intoxicating effect, that I felt “yeah, everything is going to be alright.”

Utopia

These golden rich mornings dancing upon the trees, the land, on the peaceful lake my bedroom window looks out upon often with visiting Great White Herons, the birds in flight, the mother duck and her 5 babies, the brilliant lit infinite sky, the feel in the air, the silence speaking, the stillness of the first awakenings, ~  stirred within me glimpses of a vision to be ~ a Earth that we all dream possible and real ~ where Heaven is the blessed garden we walk upon ~ the promised land of Thy will be done. The Earth indistinguishable from the eternal realms of Heaven.

Bridging

Each day closer and closer to touch the Sun

Through daily meditation and other spiritual practices we create our heaven within our own consciousness ~ within our own processing as our self responsibility ~ within our Self. A process that requires devotion, commitment, and a unrelenting drive to open and keep open the door of truth. This is our frame of reference within us that we cultivate daily. This is the song we sing within so that we will experience the divine providence reigning. The ultimate Oneness. The unified vision of Christ as Heaven on Earth ~ the song of songs.

May we all bridge paradise within and unite with Heaven as the highest place ~ the holiest place integrated and established as the wholeness of life on Earth. 

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Blessed are the dreamers for they sing a song realer than the real ~ for the dreamers and the believers know of a world beyond this one ~ that will one day become this One. 

May the Light and Love of Heaven open us to a day now come.

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∝Morning Song∝

◊A Chance to Touch the Sun◊

Good morning Light

Sun so bright

my day is going to be alright

good morning paradise

a nod and a wink

nothing to think

Good morning Light

Sun so bright

my day is going to be alright

sun above the tallest palm

sacred morning song

victory in front of us

Christ Love within us

Master Jesus

thank you for being with us

Mother Father God

Love Light thy rod

graceful Mother Earth

let us raise a voice

protect and honor you

our choice

Good morning Light

Sun so bright

my day is going to be alright

I look at my loves face

my heart races

everything in place

everywhere God to embrace

Good morning Light

Sun so bright

my day is going to be alright

morning spice

all the day a glow

nowhere to go

morning is heaven

seven times seven

for the telling

first light

all sits right

morning song

I have waited so long

Good morning Light

Sun so bright

my day is going to be alright

eternity is here

nothing to fear

my body rises

sunshine surprises

the sun

enlighten

a new awareness

on the horizon

nothing going to divide us

Good morning Light

Sun so bright

my day is going to be alright

the sun

first thing

all awakens

this day comes

a celebration

when the morning is gone

I’ll be back around

to sing

my

morning song

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Blessings of the Morning Song!

May each morning be a fresh start of joy, peace, an abundance of life, and lovelight eternal!

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Every Man ~ Comes a Time

ΞEvery ManΞ

Comes a time↵

Inspiration

Typically in my blog posts, I provide the inspiration behind each blog post to give my readers some preliminary information on the idea conception, development, and overall breath of the post, however, here I leave it up to each reader to interpret in whatever way feels right.

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The Authentic Heart 

The more our hearts open the more our lives change. Our hearts, when we remember to listen, provide the sagest wisdom and peace eternal. Our heart openings are similar and yet different~ from person to person.  Our hearts unify, offering us collectively the same meeting place upon which to land. This meeting place speaks One language ~ the language of love anchored on holy ground .

May we all find ourselves lodged in this meeting place where our hearts speak and that’s all that matters.

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Imagery

The imagery for this blog post is a photo I took of a groom on his wedding day. During my wedding photography days I enjoyed photographing the groom and his groomsmen before the wedding ceremony (as well as the bride and her bridesmaids and family before her walk down the isle). Although often there was a zany buzz in the air before a wedding (tight schedules, wondering if the event trajectory was going to go as scheduled, accommodating for family and guests, the emotionality of it, etc…)  some of the best memories and real stuff goes on moments before the actual wedding ceremony begins. As a wedding photographer, it provided me a look into how both genders approach and occupy themselves during the wedding prep time. Each wedding so unique ~ always memorable 🙂 

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ΞEvery ManΞ

Comes a time↵

In comes the heart

his attention drawing

the whispers

the reminders

of what has been calling

guards go down

what is real he wears as his crown

Every man comes a time

when he walks a new stride

his doubts fade like the outward tide

what rolls in is what has always been

now so clear

a love so real

his heart ~ the mirror

he sees the reflection

the direction his affection

all to his admit

his heart relationship

it follows him wherever he goes

 holding nothing back

the seed has been sown

the day becomes new

 he knows what he must do

Every man comes a time

when he walks a new stride

his doubts fade like the outward tide

what rolls in is what has always been

now so clear

a love so real

Every man comes a time

his heart his guide

true love at his side

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Blessings for Every Man!

May all our hearts open more and more rendering our Truth to be known!

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*^*^*when the skies are popsicle blue…

¶Popsicle Blue¶

Inspiration:

The inspiration for this blog post is for us to enliven beautiful childhood memories………the sights, the smells, the colors, the sounds, the tastes, the people, places, and things that take us into that world where our steps were innocent and when wonder was in the forefront of everything.

ΞThe Magic of childhoodΞ

Rejuvenating those happy timeless childhood memories help us to slow down, to take it easy, to rekindle a feeling most of us desire to hold as a keepsake in our current lives.

The magical world we naturally entertained in our youth can be revived and incorporated within activities and perspectives we engage in now ~ swirling in our awareness, warming our heart, as it softens daily life and helps attune us to a fresh new relaxed way of moving and being about.

♥Where the heart goes…

Certain childhood memories stir a heat heart sun feeling ~ a wash of peace, of Awe, that all is well, and that we are completely taken care of.

⇑Popsicle Blue⇓

Remember laying on the green grass when a child and looking up to the sky and opening up to that immense space of infinite sky. The wonder of it all. That Sky High feeling. Practically everyday we look at the sky ~ but do we really? Let’s experience it again with those fresh eyes, with that sense of all is possible. with a knowing we are taken care of.

When the skies turn a certain blue, I am taken back to my days of youth. That world dances before me and a blessed over lighting echoes each memory. It’s a specific blue, it speaks magic, wonder, and a sense of reverence. I have likened it and called it popsicle blue. Willingly I intermingle into its captivating spell.

Nothing to do but laugh and have fun ~ remember! Popsicle blue reminds me this can be true even now. It’s a feeling we can bring into our responsibilities while offering ourselves a ease and flow. Have you ever noticed when you relax, laugh and are light hearted with a eagerness to “play” that new insights, ideas, solutions organically come into your awareness? This attunes us to a universal divine flow that we are opening up to so that we will be guided in our daily walk. We let go of mind jabber. We can uncomplicate ourselves and move away from what we have habitually fallen into that ushers an unnatural state. We can be Popsicle Blue now.

Blessed is the child and the child like ~ the innocent of heart, as they know a natural system of ease and Grace.

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⊆A Return To Childhood⊇

Close your eyes, quiet the mind, let everything go for a while….and recollect those tender childhood recalls that bring a smile across your face and in your heart. Reminisce and see what comes up ~  holidays and family gatherings, what were you like ~ what brought you immense joy?, what was your room like? ~  what did play represent for you? ~ what was a day like? Take it all in, cherish the memories that glow in your heart! Hold those feelings close to you! Experience the allure of childhood all over again!

May the wonderment of childhood fill our lives once again! 

Create your own poem the enlivens the sights and sounds of your youth! Bring those endless days and cherished memories to life! Then share it. I would love to hear it!

¶Popsicle Blue¶

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

memories recall

freedom days of youth

board games

cup cakes and pizza

a signature fondue

running free

climbing a tree

my world at ease

a cotton candy spell

  the light casts a sweet flavor

how Blessed our Creator

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

catching the raindrops

swirly lollypops

Band on the Run

McCartney and Wings on the radio

nothing to owe

tator tot rainbows

summer heat and a wishbone

big bird the puppet show

 the boat rows itself

 the knower known

for all was shown

neighborhood friends

we gather and play

in the front yard

hide n’ seek

the streets

kick ball

until dusk we stay

play to play

until

Mom calls us away

time to come in

the dinner table is dressed

we eat as a family

thankful and blessed

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

school in the morning

get a good nights rest

Ha!

imagination so fruitful

no need to rest

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

morning sky a sparkling river

God’s hand tossing out glitter

cereal boxes, pop tarts

the way to start

rise to shine

the world is mine

popsicle blue

childhood in rhythm

nothing to do

pages just turn

born again anew

seasons blossom

good times

not forgotten

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

snow cones in Summer

candy canes in Winter

whether swimming or sledding

it was all for all winning

the pets that we had

the house I grew up in

the back deck

a woodsy hot pink

 surrounded by tall majestic trees

BBQs, July 4th, a wonderous breeze

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

silence

I am there

the observer

offering a prayer

all I see is infinity

no barriers between you and me

all goes on for miles

no limits

no birthplace, only carefree

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

memories fall

the unexpected magic of it all

flowers in spring

dogwood pink blooms

like a carnival

and a swing

so much room

when the skies

are popsicle blue

no time exists

it is just is

with a chocolate kiss

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

Elvis and sideburns

my Dad did it too

long flowing hair

my Mom had it too

home and youth

comfort and Grace

when all was in place

when the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

walks around the block

when there was no

tick of the clock

Popsicle Blue

you color my heart

a child of innocence

 all becomes wide open

no differences

all in synthesis

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

the sound of the ice cream truck

in melody rolling on in

hearing that sound

we would rush

the excitement of it

Good Humor

the prize in my hands

the taste upon my lips

don’t worry

I will remember to brush

whatever it takes to do it again

Oh, that feeling

popsicle blue

the sky reminds me

it could be renewed

popsicle blue

when miracles are visible

everything so mystical

easy

flowing

smooth rowing

giggles, fun, pure, being silly

because we understood

the true meaning of living

a child

no agenda

just breathing

and giving

in a Eden

alive and speaking

When the skies

are popsicle blue

I go Sky High

I am going back

to

popsicle blue

wanna join me too?

popsicle blue

where the heart lives

drenched in youth

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⊕Blessings of  Popsicle Blue!===========

^^℘May everyday be Popsicle Blue℘^^

ΞMay childlike innocence and wonder be in every step and every breath we take…

Blessings of living in the light of our true innocence!

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Dark night of the soul ~ Darkness sets in…

Coming through….into full bloom 🙂

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∝Perfect Pain∝

Inspiration:

The inspiration behind this blog post is to encourage anyone who has experienced the dark night of the soul ~ or will ~ to feel as sense of encouragement and that you are not alone in your journey.

The Healing

How does one even explain this? Not sure. I am certainly not an expert on the subject, however, I can share my journey in the event it may be helpful to you or someone you know. I have put into words via a poem the closest I am able to pick up and describe what my experience into the darkness was like. Although the purification process is only complete when it is complete, there does seem to be for some a designated amount of time where darkness precipitates as a companion.

Darkness becomes highlighted so that one may face their shadow self. The shadow self is all that lays within ones consciousness that is not the Light and truth of ones own nature, yet seems to dictate ones beliefs, actions, speech ~ all areas of life and presides as a dominant force killing and covering up the life force energy. It is all the emotions, thoughts, behavioral habits, judgements of self and others, pretty much anything ego based. What needs to be rectified wholly is brought to the light of ones awareness so that it is healed, cleansed, and released.

It takes a lot to acknowledge them, sit with them ~ as they belong to your greatest fears. It hits you at the core and this is why it is you facing you. It has a personal aspect tailored to what each of us need to heal within , however, I have seen that a common across the board aspect is that it feels beyond alone, as one feels a complete absence of God ~ that is not possible but on the experiential level it sure does.

I hadn’t planned on blogging again on this topic as last February I blogged about it and shared my personal experience. However, I felt guided to present this.

Be Encouraged

I hope this will serve as encouragement to anyone that is either seemingly forced to face or chooses to face darkness deep within them so it may be resolved in the truth of the light.

Before I “suddenly” experienced my depth into the dark abyss, I “happened” to read someone posting on the dark night of the soul and  commenting on what great strength of fortitude it took to stand and say “I made it through the other side.” I thought wow she must have been through a lot as her words were so powerful. Now I understand.

Collective Evolution

Perhaps, most of us, one day, sooner or later ~ will journey into the depths of our being to bring great healing and light to dark aspects within us that have accumulated over many lifetimes. This darkness, left unhealed, are the areas in our life we feel stuck, stagnant, and  walk in miss steps over and over until they are faced. These blockages promote sadness, depression, anger, rage, disempowerment, etc….all the incorrect perceptions and behaviors that inhibit how we truly desire to live our lives. The darkness is like clouds hiding the sun. The sun within us.

If you have gone through this then you know exactly what I mean. Each situation is varied and different, however, some elements remain consistent. If you are going through this, feel free to reach out to me and I will be happy to help you in whatever way I can. It ain’t pretty and it ain’t fun and it will take all of who you are to make it through. You will! You alone must do it, no one can do it for you ~ futile to even try ~ and this becomes highly apparent. It seems to be a “natural” part of our evolution to bring us to the next level where we can, once facing all it presents, live a life closer to that which we always dreamed of.

Blessings of clearing out the darkness and living in the Light!

Blessings of Awakening!

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∝Perfect Pain∝

Perfect Pain

the catalyst for change

dark night of the soul

get through

become whole

one late August day

when all seemed right

all changed

in a moment

caught in plight

darkness came knocking

on my door that day

that stayed and stayed

darker than night

stealing

like a theif in the night

I was stripped

everything ripped

Perfect Pain

the catalyst for change

dark night of the soul

get through

become whole

when the pain set in

nothing mattered anymore

nothing else existed

a blanket of darkness

a head swimming

a body laying still

everything going nowhere

scared beyond scared

I left the world for a while

months of going within

holding onto nothing

healing on a prayer and a whim

nothing in the world was the same

I was going under

sinking

not knowing how to swim

Perfect Pain

the catalyst for change

dark night of the soul

get through

become whole

no words, no company, no world

knew what I was going through

how do you explain

not knowing if your living or dying

not sure of anything

no thoughts coming through

all was blank, distorted

only darkness to face

Perfect Pain

dark night of the soul

darkness on the table

I am dying

all is unstable

only stillness within

held any ground with me

this was all I craved

and any peace before me

I went away for a while

thrown into a fiery pit

to face myself

in the dark

month after month

crawling for air

all was upside down

how could I repair?

No God resort

darkness too thick to come forth

just me

living blind

hoping to see

all changed

that late August day

all was gone

vacant inside of me

all that was known

became the unknown

completely alone

no light would shine

even the day was dark too

all became far away

nothing else remained

except my pain

I couldn’t even speak

all was shattered

there was no center

everything scattered

change became the master

Perfect Pain

dark night of the soul

my life so rearranged

dying each day

all I could do

was somehow get through

now more than a year later

I must contribute to say

holy I looked

into the inner face

nearer now

to walk with my heart

given a fresh start

though the Divine seemed nowhere to be found

behind the scenes

they watched and blessed me all around

Perfect Pain

brought me to my knees

this was the change

to help me see

what lay inside of me

Perfect Pain

I don’t need you anymore

now I live

my life

closer to the wordless heart

that beats and lives

within the circle

that never departs

Perfect Pain

your day is done

I have been taken

shaken

from the wake

now

to be awake

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Blessings of  Healing!

Blessings of living in your light!

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^*Contemporary Mozart*^

⇑Too High ~ To Die⊇

≅When life flows easy…

#liberation #joy #freedom

Inspiration

The inspiration for this blog post is the igniting of divine smoke saging our spaces ~ cleansing and repurposing ~ our minds, our bodies, and opening the petals of our hearts. Thus, moving into an awareness beyond the conventional perceptions of this world, attuning to our heart for the whispers of guidance and solace, and offering up trust in the midst of the unknown.

Worked into the mix is to live in the Spirit of Joy across the board in our lives. The moment to moment choices we get to make, taking a chance on life, believing that much more lay on the road for each of us then we are currently living. Today we continue the steadfast march forward that the highest is attainable and that blinders are to be lifted. The ship does come to shore. Arriving at more than was previously imagined.

⊆Dare to get so high that you cannot die⊇

I am utilizing Mozart as a symbolic reference of our creative genius which we all are blessed with and a smoke break as symbolic of divine smoke as a call to be cleansed from the inside out and to fully engage in our passions and joys~ letting go of the rest. Being responsible for ourselves and our life. Trusting all is and will slip into place. Walls are down. We each must make a choice.

⊕Live to Get High and Not Die⊕

So much has transpired in our lives these past several months for many of us. Changes, rearranges, new perceptions of *life * ourselves * others, the world, so much new and our assimilation of that in our daily lives, at the macro and micro levels. Higher the ladder we climb to ascend into Unity as we attune, listen, and follow the indwelling knower within.

The reference to Too High is to be so engulfed in our passions, desires, gifts and talents ~ sharing, pursuing, investing in (ourselves) so deeply and continually that we submerge within the flowing waters of bliss exalt ~ Too High. When that flow just keeps flowing and we know it. We have all been there, yet at best a fleeting visit. Becoming Too High to come back down to where we once limited ourselves. Now we care too much about ourselves. We know our Joy is our purposeful kin to our God realization. This is where we know ourselves in our True Christ Light and Love. The ripple effect sets in motion. Not only are we recipients of our spiritual growth and maturity through our choices and divine practices, but waves and bursts shine forth for others to move in likewise motion. We all win when we get Too High.

The reference To Die is a signal that we have moved passed the unreal aspect of death and have clothed ourselves with the attire of eternity. We may still have to release more fears around death, which we are, however, we have come to a point where many illusions have become evident and thus have dropped. It is also a general symbol of fears to rise, heal, and clear. We move through fears in leaps of faith through demonstration of living in our truest happiness.

So together getting High ~ matching our great joy in action ~ coupled with a can’t die knowingness ~ releasing of fears, shows us a different view of death, dying, and fear = Too Hight To Die.

The mixed stew of being Too High ~ To Die has brought us to an open road.

Blessings of an open road! 

When life flows easy!

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You are given carte blanche to GET HIGH ~ AS HIGH AS YOU CAN! In whatever that means to you. Surfs up into your passions. No holding back. Dive into your Freedom ~ as your truest and purest Self.

Take a dare ~ if you so care ~ to dance the song of creation that lives inside us ~ deeper into our brilliance, wholeness, joy, and innocence as God created us.

Many of us have been spending countless days, months, years, going deep within our own awareness to heal, to purify, to remove all that lingers as illusory self imposed chains, to break all those chains and realize the absolute Truth of who we are, to live a life as a holy vessel devoid of anything that is not God Creator Love and Light.

∞Acknowledging only that which is Christ extending. Devoted to only honoring the God voice Self within∞

So GET SO HIGH YOU CAN NOT DIE. I believe this goes without saying to always follow the golden rule.

We are all moving forward and progressing on our sacred path of remembering. Remembering who we are as our I Am Presence ~ the supreme Oneness that tears down all walls ~ where all illusions are seen  as for what they are.  

◊May we all awaken and live out the completion of our divine purpose

◊May we all drink of the living waters of unified perception

Okay, so go ahead……..GET SO HIGH….so filled with joy, everlasting peace, exuberance, in all that makes you happy and raptured in heart inspiration that dying is not even an option, as it is not even recognized.

 Go ahead…….Get Too High ~ To Die

⇒Go on and live your life in Freedom, in play, in Liberation

⇒Listen to your Heart and follow its full voice that knoweth the clearest & easiest way to fulfillment

⇒Open to the Grace that abideth everywhere

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The art image is from a portrait of Mozart I found and then added him havin’ a little smoke break whilst surrounded in a contemporary technology world. His creative genius is our creative genius!

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A brief bio on Mozart

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756 – 1791) was a prolific and influential composer of the Classical era. He composed over six hundred works, many acknowledged as pinnacles of symphonic, concertante, chamber, piano, operatic, and choral music. He is among the most enduringly popular of classical composers.

Mozart showed prodigious ability from his earliest childhood in Salzburg. Already competent on keyboard and violin, he composed from the age of five and performed before European royalty; at seventeen he was engaged as a court musician in Salzburg, but grew restless and traveled in search of a better position, always composing abundantly. Visiting Vienna in 1781 he was dismissed from his Salzburg position and chose to stay in the capital, where over the rest of life he achieved fame but little financial security. The final years in Vienna yielded many of his best-known symphonies, concertos, and operas, and the Requiem. The circumstances of his early death have been much mythologized. He was survived by his wife Constanze and two sons.

Mozart always learned voraciously from others, and developed a brilliance and maturity of style that encompassed the light and graceful along with the dark and passionate—the whole informed by a vision of humanity “redeemed through art, forgiven, and reconciled with nature and the absolute”. His influence on all subsequent Western art music is profound. Beethoven wrote his own early compositions in the shadow of Mozart, of whom Joseph Haydn wrote that “posterity will not see such a talent again n 100 years”~ www.goodreads.com

∴What a life ∴What a legacy

 Now live yours!

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Some quotes from Mozart

as we bring out our inner Mozart

 Our unique creative voice

and get Too High ~ To Die

“Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.”

“The music is not in the notes,
but in the silence between.”

“I pay no attention whatever to anybody’s praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.”

“When I am ….. completely myself, entirely alone… or during the night when I cannot sleep, it is on such occasions that my ideas flow best and most abundantly. Whence and how these ideas come I know not nor can I force them.” (Love this one!)

“It is a mistake to think that the practice of my art has become easy to me. I assure you, dear friend, no one has given so much care to the study of composition as I. There is scarcely a famous master in music whose works I have not frequently and diligently studied.”

“All I insist on, and nothing else, is that you should show the whole world that you are not afraid. Be silent, if you choose; but when it is necessary, speak—and speak in such a way that people will remember it.”

“You know that I immerse myself in music, so to speak— that I think about it all day long— that I like experimenting— studying— reflecting.”

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I have always loved Mozart’s piano concertos. Here’s a listen……..

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On a similar note

I was guided to include this song by David Bowie “Rebel Rebel” as in a way it is the same side of the coin for those that take the dare. Be your own creative genius ~ your authentic self!

“This song is about a boy who rebels against his parents by wearing makeup and tacky women’s clothes. It was a defining song of the “Glam Rock” era. Characterized by feminine clothes and outrageous stage shows, Glam was big in England in the early ’70s. Bowie had the most mainstream success of the glam rockers.”

Lyrics by David Bowie

Let’s relax now and get….

⇑Too High ~ To Die⊇

≅When life flows easy…

These days

gettin’ by

I get so high

it’s a do or die

keep her movin’

stop watchin’ the paint dry

I get so high ~ no deny

gettin’ high

is goin’ black tie

If you wanna get high

come on by

don’t ask why

I left for a while

came back in style

butterfly landed her wings

goin’ within

is the mystify

 the all that’s all inside

I get so high ~ no deny

come on

there you go

get so high

no room to die

simplify, simple eyes

open up your private eye

get high to see all is possible

create your own Versailles

when I am

Too High~ To Die

them cosmic wheels are turnin’

that inner Spirit

She’s a burnin’

higher n’ higher

is the yearnin’

grab yourself, grab your beau, grab a friend

doesn’t matter

just go go go

I get so high

tappin’ in to that knower

whose got that flow thing goin’ like a partygoer

I got so high I found out the car ain’t broke

 just needs a smoke smoke smoke

high is wonder

takes you under

rain turned to summer thunder

I get so high ~ no deny

go on

take another toke

fears become like smoke

chains go broke

tires that seemed flat

become filled with steppin’ up to bat

If I ain’t high

there’s just no excuse

listen’ to the inner voice

high is choice

I get so high ~ no deny

gettin’ high

is to rejoice

high like ambrosia

over and over and it ain’t never over

that inner muse

knows all the rules

forget what you learned in school

she be dancin’

shakin’ it loose

new hat, new dress, high heels

high got me seduced

I get so high ~ no deny

I am goin’

you goin’ too?

gettin’ so high

that engine

is always runnin’

no bluffin’

just puff puff puffin’

 smoke break is for the winnin’

gets the pinwheel spinin’ and spinin’

I get so high ~ no deny

high is to alignin’

leave it all behind

being high

is becoming

come on

you comin’?

I could hear you hummin’

gettin’ high is for the up and comin’

 I am so high

I can never die

each day

I get so high

palms to the sky

flowin’ with the tide

I get so high ~ no deny

gettin’ high

is to transcend

ain’t nothin’ like it

a best friend

don’t need no gems

just close your eyes

Ah ~ Amen

get so high

enjoy yourself

I get so high ~ no deny

high to the Self ~ the One Self

smoke it and be born again

hashtag, post it, be it, the wise men

a Godsend, all be zen

gotta light?

get high

and see it inside

go from try to occupy

no lie

go ahead

get so high

 know your place

go beyond space

visit the inner landscape

a holy meetin’ place

nothin’ superficial

swizzle that whistle

I get so high ~ no deny

get high darlin’

you wont be here long

 smoke away your blind spot

I get so high ~ no deny

just me and the birds

cruisin’ on by

with just a toke

inner voice awoke

pass it on

over here

I get so high ~ no deny

roll a big fat one

here you go

high ~ like Thoreau

  pass it on

someday

we gonna meet up

you know

fully dressed

higher than high we go

I get so high ~ no deny

got so high

where the genius occupies

watch them feet

 take a leap

I get so high ~ no deny

high folks

do the side step

prep and get high

your masterpiece been callin’

stop the yawnin’ and find your belongin’

open that door

or you gonna be overslept

I get so high ~ no deny

 gettin’ high

is your best bet

if you ain’t high

your gonna die

in the end

there’s nothin’ to spend

awake to no end

for in the end it’s all about gettin’ high

all is in good supply

expand and reach your highest high

sit back and fly high

keep it rollin’

high takes you to the dragonfly ~ at night the firefly

high is your ticket ~ catch an early flight on standby

I get so high ~ no deny

live and get high

 ride’ high to testify

the poets die to high

gettin’ high to not die

the artist’s smoke the smoke

and don’t go broke

take that toke for joy to invoke

on the wings of high

life flows easy

get high like mystical Assisi

by and by each day

get

Too High ~ To Die

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→May we all place Joy in the forefront and connect in with our passions↵

⇑Blessings of Gettin’ Too High ~ To Die!

∴Blessings of living out our creative passionate genius!

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