"Brimming Full with Innovation..."

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In his “Ancient Secrets of Success for Today’s World”, author Tulshi Sen clearly reveals that when we are in charge of our own thinking, all realms of possibilities open up to us. Without limits, our expanding imagination can take us to new heights and experiences that we once thought impossible or “fantastical”. Singing and songwriting have helped me tremendously to stretch my thoughts when times were painful or hard. This song in particular came at a time when I found it challenging to embrace the idea that life would open up more joy to me than I had ever experienced. The loss of my husband and the lack of clarity of what I wanted to do with my life made it tremendously challenging to be open to the idea that we can overcome and conquer any circumstance.

Yet a genuine desire to overcome temporary sadness continued. Deep inside I knew that what the ancients taught was true. “Consciousness creates reality.” Writing and singing made it easier to work with my longing to embrace life beyond the limitations of my mind. I always knew in my heart that death is not the end, but my feelings of attachment and longing for love often blocked my ability to see a bigger picture. This song was a cry for help to my heart to show me my connection to Consciousness. Night after night, this song would soothe and comfort my ache. It would nurture my determination to search honestly within the depths of my soul to find what I still really wanted to experience. How many nights my feelings soared into abandon after singing this song over and over and over. I knew the words were true. I know they are true. A new star rises in our heart every time we embrace what we truly desire. It takes tremendous courage and honesty. Then from deep within the center of our being, wondrous transformations take place.

Today as I head into the anniversary of my appearance on this earth, I pass on these words to you. (Very shortly many of these songs will be available for you to listen to. Maybe they will inspire you too.) Today’s art posting is an extension of the joy that fills my life today. The timeless words of author Tulshi Sen echo in my heart: “We must release ourselves from this self-imposed dream that surrounds us at this moment, and form a Vision of the reality that we truly desire.”

May you always celebrate your dreams with abandon and complete faith.

Imagine for a moment
Close your eyes and see your own world
What do you want to be
What do you want to do
What do you want to have
In this freedom to dream your own world…?

Imagine for a moment
Close your eyes and see the children
What do they want to be
What do they want to do
What do they want to have
in this freedom to dream their own world…?

There’s a new light on the horizon
Dawning the beginning of a new day
Brimming full with innovation
Feel the sweet inspiration
Touching your soul

Where we dream of peace
Where we dream of joy
And we dream in freedom
To build our own world

Imagine for a moment
As you close your eyes that very last time
That you became all you most wanted to be
You live your life in liberty
To dream and be

Now you follow that new star on the horizon
Dawning the beginning of a new day
Brimming full with innovation
Feel the sweet inspiration
Touching your soul

Where we dream of peace
And we dream of joy
And we dream in freedom
To build our own world.


PhotoArt: “New Day Dawning”
Lyrics : “Imagine for a Moment”

Through the Eyes of the Child-Mother

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Hidden among the groves of flowers she watches me enter the playground of time and space over and over again. When I cry, She cries. When I laugh, her Heart soars freely. Her movements are subtle and agile. She has known since the beginning that I would find her. Wisely, she eludes me from time to time. Without words, She pours strength and endurance into my life. She flies freely on the winds of Innocence and Imagination. She offers Peace and Solitude and quiet songs when clouds begin to form in the places I long to find freedom. She sows the seeds of laughter in the empty places and washes away my tears with gentle images of aspiration and endurance. She knows the subtle impact of patience. She listens to the whispers of my deepest longing until endless waves of gratitude and stillness leave me buoyant in her Grace.

In the Garden of my Heart plays a child…peering through the eyes of a child. She is loving and compassionate as a child. She touches my cheek and gazes far beyond skin and flesh. Like an ancient grandmother she heals me from the inside. In the Garden of my Heart sings a child wrapped in the flowers of Creation Itself. She is the Mother of all mothers.

“We are begotten from the Love
Before the beginning there was One
Look into the eyes of a child
And feel that wondrous shining sun

Most of our lives, we live in thirst
Looking for water from those fast asleep
While our lion-hearted soul arises
We find ourselves amongst the drowsy sheep

So we long for a place in the heart of a friend
In the arms of a lover, no beginning no end
We reach for a place and we never give in
Till we remember ourselves
And love conquers yet again.

We are begotten from the Love
Before the beginning there was One
Look into the eyes of a child
And feel that wondrous shining sun

PhotoArt: “Eyes of Narayani”
Song Lyrics: “Begotten from the Love”

May the love of children always inspire you homeward

Ganga

The Joyous Things In Your Own Soul

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On cool September Toronto night, around 11:00pm, I walked out of the shop for the last time. After two months of being treated disrespectfully by a few key people in charge, my mind was made up to quit…no notice and certainly no great need to justify this move to anyone. Though the rush of having made this decision brought elation, there was also a foreboding sense of dread that I would never find a way to really enjoy what I do and take care of my bills at the same time. A few days later with no money in the bank and next month’s rent due, I grabbed my guitar and headed for the subway to go take care of a friend’s mother for the weekend. After a hearty meal, I told her the story of what had happened at the shop. We had a few laughs at the ridiculousness of how seriously people take themselves. Later that night I sang a few songs and after she went to bed, new lyrics and melody took shape out of my desire to conquer my worries.

Over the weeks and months that followed, I felt the urge to sing this song over and over. It filled me with strength and hope that my path is ever opening up and that my heart will always lead me in the right direction. Meditation brought peace, and this song kept reminding me that it was ok not to want what everybody else wants. During this time a wonderful workplace appeared in my life along with a bright and beautiful new friend. Opportunities opened themselves all around. The pain of a two-month experience had blossomed into a song with rich and enduring life lessons.

This song still empowers me in hard moments and reminds me that we are free to carve out our own definition of life. “Ancient Secrets of Success” has taught me that success is measured by “your level of understanding of who you are.” Whenever pain and anxiety comes, it’s usually a sign that I’ve slipped into someone else’s vision of life.

Here’s the song:

When the world has got you down

and there's sadness all around
and they’re telling you that you’re too slow
and make you think you’ll never know what they know
But what do they know anyway…

Everybody wants to teach
about the stars they want to reach
But there’s something burning in your heart
that sets your life apart
from where others go

Who will you follow
to shine in your light
When are you going to get it right?
And when that moment finally comes along
Will it find you singing your own song?
Oh will you fly with angel wings
to embrace the joyous things in your own soul?
Who will you follow
Who will you follow with all your heart?

People are scared to become real
So they mask just what they feel
And the moment that you might catch on
is the moment they rely upon to hold you down
Keep you from coming ‘round to the truth
that you know
The truth that threatens status quo.

Who will you follow
To shine in your light?
When are you going to get it right?
And when that moment finally comes along
Will it find you singing your own song?
Oh will you fly with angel wings
to embrace the joyous things in your own soul?
Who will you follow
Who will you follow with all your heart?

Enjoy “Earth Hour”. Peace.

Ganga

PhotoArt: “Your Own Soul”
Lyrics: “Your Own Soul”

See My Reflection

A river reaches from one shore to the other ever flowing to its final destination. This observation once inspired a song, which came to me while sitting at the banks of the Miramichi River in New Brunswick last year. Reluctant to leave friends I was visiting, my heart knew it was time to move on with life and let go of insecurity and fear which temporarily blocked any desire to stretch beyond my comfort zone. Hugging the guitar on my lap, my fingers strummed a steady rhythm as my heart began to open.

The roaring river made a powerful splashing sound as its cold waters flowed past the dock. As the smooth wooden planks rocked up and down it felt like a boat moving to a mysterious destination. After trying to put feelings into words a few times, the lyrics slowly emerged and lifted me out of my heaviness and for hours, my heart sang and soared in the freedom of being alive. All worries disappeared and I felt the Unity of the river and the ocean. The more times I sang the song, the more I would feel that my life too is always joined in the Oneness of everything. Sometimes the wind would whistle so loud on the rocks above that I would imagine the Universe was singing with me. In rare moments, I felt it sing through me reassuring my heart that the magic of my life still had many wonderful things to show me.

When I sing this song now, it takes me to the banks of the Miramichi River and I feel grateful to have been blessed by the peace it gave me. I close my eyes and remember that my life ever flows wholeheartedly back to where it came from and the adventure of the journey, the wisdom of its triumphs and the relationships forged are the true limitless riches that make the entire odyssey meaningful.

These are some of the lyrics:

“I go down to the riverside
See my reflection in that watery tide
until there’s nowhere left to hide
from myself

Feeling lost in that water’s play
My life is moving in much the same way
What is there to hold on to today
Before it moves on?

(Chorus)
I sing glory to the River
That leads me to the One
I sing glory to the River
That leads me Home.

What is there to hold on to?
Everything is taken in that flow
Oh let me ride on the crest of a wave
Until I know

My wealth is here in this watery tide
I feel the Ocean call from deep inside
Feeling the Truth my heart can now decide
to move on

(Chorus)
I sing glory to the River
That leads me to the One
I sing glory to the River
That leads me Home.”

****May you find a freedom song in your heart today,
Ganga

PhotoArt: “Water Reflection”Lyrics: “Miramichi River Song”

To Love with Abandon

When I think of how much I love You, my eyes begin to water and my heart swells like it will burst. My knees become weak and my emotions soar skyward. These feelings guide me as if through a doorway of all possibility. I think of the sun and then think of love. It shines on everything the same. How can we love one more than another? If we love, then we love. But it is the Truth of You I love. Your words swirl through my imagination like a storm that shakes every sleeping part of my Universe back to life. You soak me with a Truth that shakes the very foundation of anything I have ever known or will know. You repeatedly disclose the discoveries of the ancients even though they slip through the holes in my understanding again and again. I crawl thirstily back and listen to the stories of my home in the stars.

Your impact on everything I AM resonates in every aspect of my existence. Peering into the eyes of those around me, I see the light and radiance of love for You. I see them seeing You and me seeing You in them. That’s when the glimpses of our unity rises. Softly, like a fragrant wind, the feeling is alive and tangible. There is a deep Peace within everything and everyone. The heart soars with its wings wide open and freedom reveals itself like an open door. The wave rises and amplifies itself into limitless currents, which transform into sound and light. Innovation arises out of this devotion to the Truth and You appear in every syllable of my words, every echo of melody and music.

Today my life soars into the more courageous Vision knowing with full assurance that all self-doubt and failure have no purpose and no foundation in the substance of this limitless Universe. Your love shows me the doorway of Light and I give myself full permission to enter the sanctity of the Real with total abandon.


“There is no grief that can hold me
There is no sadness that can stay
Your songs of comfort ever guide me
Your words of courage light the way
You fill my cup with riches,
Your joy is infinite and true
Oh Father I would be a heap of ashes
Were it not for You… “

Picture: Photo-Art “ Love’s Doorway”

Lyrics: "To Feel the Peace Again"

Let your heart be light today.

Ganga

Questioning Birth and Death

“Sleep baby sleep
And dream baby dream
For soon you will awaken in the sunlight
Grow baby grow
And know baby know
That you are ever bathing in the One Light…”


Where is it written that my life began anywhere? Was it in the softness of my mother’s womb? Was it in the hospital where I slid reluctantly into a hard world? Did my beginning happen when I began to shape thoughts and ideas in my mind? Did I begin when I realized I wanted something different from what my parents struggled and sacrificed for?

Did my beginning happen when I cried out to the Maker of life “Where do I belong?” Did it begin when an answer came in the heart of a man who felt like my other half? Was I born in that love that we shared? Or did my real beginning occur when he left this world and flew beyond the realm of my five senses. Did a new existence begin in that struggle to fly with a broken wing? Was I born in the reflection I saw when my tears fell uncontrollably to the ground? Perhaps my life evolved out of those tears and transformed itself into songs and poetry. Perhaps it was in hope itself that I sprang into existence.

I meditate on this question for years. More and more a garden blooms in and around me. I accept the continuing journey. I no longer define myself by anything outside of myself. Everything is always changing and becoming, breaking down and becoming again and again. More and more the fear of the unknown dissipates and is replaced by a feeling that there is an umbilical chord beyond the one that fed me in a womb of flesh. This chord stretches beyond beginning and end. There are no words or pictures to describe this feeling of timelessness. My mind is sometimes like a child who cowers helplessly behind old beliefs and other times exuberant with arms raised ready to be lifted to a higher state of being. Where all things are One, how can there be a beginning? Where all things are one, how can there be an end?

“…Yes everything inside of us

reveals itself one day
And by asking we receive the Truth
And then it comes our way…
Oh laugh baby laugh
And cry baby cry
For the world is but a grand stage
That we borrow…”

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PhotoArt: "Wheel of Timelessness"

Lyrics: "Soon You will Awaken"