Here is “What If?” as recited by Erica Zohreh Habibi. Hearing this transformed the poem for me (and I composed it…) What if the world were flat. Would that change the color of your favorite tree? What if you only had one more day to live. Tell me what you’d want to do then. What […]
“If you knew that your life’s story will be written based upon your choices and actions in 2015, how will you live?” This prompt in the #quest2015 series from Jeffrey Davis‘ Tracking Wonder is from Todd Henry, an authority on how teams and individuals can execute brilliant ideas every day. His web site says he’s
As part of #Quest2015, Pam Houston provided this prompt: “Sit quietly and ask yourself, what in the last day or week or month has made your heart leap up? Not what should, or might or always had, but what did. Make that list. Be honest, even if it surprises you. Keep the list with you
Sometime in the Summer of 1991, John Bennison encouraged me to create a set of recordings of piano improvisations. We talked about the how since we knew the where would be the sanctuary of the church we both served. A church member loaned us a beautiful acoustic piano. I had the condenser microphones, but we had to
Old Hymns For A New Age – #piano #improv re-release Read More »
My eyes open to See the sun near The horizon; its Jagged, golden Flickers seemed to Invite me to fly to Its center. I lay still in the grass With chirruping birds nearby and Buzzing bugs enticed by the soft Flesh of my naked neck and bare legs. Hovering between the lush Hug of the lawn
Maya Angelou said “People will forget what you said, what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” It’s the same for musicians: if your audience went away feeling buoyed up or brought down, that’s what they’ll remember. If you’re really lucky, they may remember a snippet of a tune or
Hibernation is not really for the sleep: The point is the coming back to life. Eyes blinking we become accustomed to the light As we emerge from our cave Of becoming. However dusty or muddy the Spring soil may be, We let it squish between our toes. It, too, is raw material, Just as those
Billowing like a sail or a kite Fighting to gain a hold on the wind, My heart opens to the Shift. Changing is such a normal thing. I cannot deny the change. It is the infinite view in the Infinitesimal pinhole into My heart’s sight. I see it. I am it. (This shift comes from
Wind and Sea – a spontaneous #poem – Maui series Read More »
You think you are entering The void, But this is a life that is Full to the brim. You may not even need To pack a bag. Everything you need will Be there when you Arrive. You just need To open your eyes and Your heart to be able To see in a new way
At first, it is a tiny rumble: Like the quiet growl of Warning from a protective canine. Yet it is not so much a disturbance As a natural shift to whatever Needs to happen next. ~ spontaneously composed by Stan Stewart ~ Copyright © 2013 by muz4now, inc. All rights reserved.
