The Voice of God

I’ve often wondered why it seems some people talk, or should I say ramble on and on and on…, just to hear the sound of their own voices. And as is always the case, the truth is simple: People love to hear their own voices, because they are the Voice of God!

A bold statement, perhaps. But ultimately true.

IF God is the only Power and Presence in the Universe,
IF God lives within each creation,
and IF, whether we’re conscious of it or not, God speaks through each of us,

then every voice is the Voice of God!

You can’t control what others do with their God-given voices. But your real, eternal purpose is clear: Use your voice as a vehicle of God’s Presence, a tool, a helper to expand yours and others’ awareness of Truth.

And because you are speaking from the God-Presence within you, you know that when you strip away personal opinions, judgements, likes and dislikes, each voice you hear, including the one you’re blessed with, is the Voice of God made manifest.

There are many shapes, forms, incarnations and sounds, but one Presence within all of them! “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” (John 1:1, World English Bible, WEB)

In order for the Word to be made flesh (John 1:14), there must be creation. There must appear to be separation, differences, various voices, and opposing sounds and forces. But these are limited perceptions.

Realizing our Higher, Christ Mind, we affirm: “…we speak, not in words which man’s wisdom teaches, but which the Holy Spirit teaches, comparing spiritual things with spiritual things.” (1 Corinthians 2:13)

For this realization we give thanks, and freely speak from our Christ Mind. As Children of God, we let it be so.

And so it is!

Tune In!

I realize this song isn’t very meditative. 🙂 But it can remind us to connect to our true, inner nature through meditation. And with its upbeat tempo, it can help us snap out of negativity. And how do you think I know this…?

Tune In! – Lyrics

Instrument: Concert Flea ukulele

Tune in, tune up
To the Spirit in your heart.
Listen in, listen up
So you play the perfect part.
May the notes that bring you harmony
In body, mind and soul
Be the music of the Spirit
That is yours, and yours alone!

1. Composers of all music
Create the best they can.
‘Cause different tastes and instruments
Are in the higher plan!

2. The spark of inspiration
Flows through us all, by far.
When we connect we all reflect
God’s image that we are!
We gotta

3. ‘Cause if we were all the same,
the world would be a lifeless place!
Beloved in God’s eyes,
He made us all unique by grace!

We tune in, tune up
To the Spirit in our hearts.
Listen in, listen up
So we play the perfect part.
Then the notes that bring our harmony
In body, mind and soul
Are the music of the Spirit
That is ours, ours, and ours alone!


Tune up and Fanfare: Playing Life in Tune
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This Life Path

The cherry tree stood tall and proud
And scattered blossoms far and wide
Until a whirling, swirling storm
Upset the tree upon its side.

The cherry tree was hard and old.
Its life was long and strength was true.
But this was just a chapter’s end;
The tree would have another use.

A spruce fell in that hurricane;
Its softer heart was taken fast.
But turning yet another page,
The spruce continued on its path.

The spruce and cherry met one day,
Both dried and sanded, cut and shaped.
The spruce was top, the cherry back:
An instrument they came to make!

So little do we know and see
Where we are meant to go…
But deep inside there shines a Spark,
The All there Is, that knows!

No one can choose a path for you
Or hand down what is right.
For like the trees you ebb and flow
With God as guiding Light.

Within you always, Pure and True,
If you will only knock
And open up your weary mind:
Its Center is the Rock.

Music’s Mystery

“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.”


I’ve heard it said that only human beings have been given the gift of music; that only people create songs, sing and serenade their souls with this most magical and uplifting form of communication and communion. Yet, should we not consider the song of the lark? The haunting ballads of the whales? The mournful call of the wolf? The robin’s lyrical laugh at dawn and dusk? The crickets that serenade the nighttide? The burbles of monkeys swaying in the trees? The laughing of the hyena?

Who is to say that in their melodic tunes, caterwauls, howls, wails, and other worldly vocalizations there is not some measure of music. Why should we be the only ones to sing praise, to croon our love, and to bewail our distress? How can we know, in truth, in honesty, that the deliberate scree of the hawk, the piercing bugle of the elk, the chattering…

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Without the Within

If you had a home you were happy with,
Would you put it up for sale?

If you enjoyed your job,
Would you be seeking other employment?

If you were happy with your gender,
Would you change it?

If your thoughts were pleasant,
Would you change your mind?

If you loved your partner,
Would you find a different one?

Living in discontent,
We seek something better.

In the shallowness of the world,
We look for things to fulfill us…

And living in a quick fix state,
In truth there are no fixes…

Evolution, change is natural!
Life ebbs and flows as it should.

But if you were peaceful within,
Would you seek peace “somewhere, out there?”

Turn within to Gladness,
And never go without!

Father Made Flesh

The Father creates
To see Himself
Made flesh.

The Father loves,
Because He knows His Children
Are His own.

To love and know His Children
Is to love and know Himself,
Reflected in each of them.

May every father
Of every child
Love and know himself!

Because as a Child of God,
Every man is known and loved
by the Father of All!

And may every child born
See God the Father
Made flesh!
–And so it is!

The Parenthood of God, Prayer Treatment

I recognize that God is the only true parent. I know that as a child of God, I am always perfectly parented, unconditionally loved, and always guided. I am about my Father’s business, here to express and manifest His glory.

I give up my personal ego and its limitations so that God’s purpose is fulfilled through me. In Truth I am perfect, even as my Father in Heaven is perfect.

This is so because God is my parent, my source, and I am His child. I am created in God’s image and likeness. I am loved, sustained, and counseled by God, the ultimate and only parent of my being–heart, soul, mind, and body.

I am parented, and parent my children, by the Power and Presence of the Father-Mother God that lives within me always. I look within for love, knowing, and answers, and, still aware of the Presence, demonstrate it in the world.

By the Power of God within me, it is so.

Thank You God!


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Really Been Loved

Also published in Seasons of the Moon Volume 13 Issue 2 Imbolc 2016

Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele

Recording Updated 2015 for
Mother Nature Sings

1. Have you ever heard a songbird that was sad?
Or seen a worker that made the Queen Bee mad?
Well I don’t believe you have
‘Cause they really, they really been loved.

2. Have you ever seen a weed that wouldn’t grow?
Or found a river that suddenly refused to flow?
O I bet the answer is no,
‘Cause they really, they really been loved.
And they know it, they really, really been loved.

3. ‘Cause nothin else asks, “What’s in it for me?”
Nature ebbs and flows cause God made it free.
The same is true for you and for me,
‘Cause we really, we really been loved.
Why don’t we act like we really, really been loved?
Refrain: (Twice)

It’s time we act like we really, really been loved!
‘Cause we really, really been loved!

O we all look for warmth, closeness and affection.
And we crave that spark! of physical connection.
When we let go and let Nature unfold perfection,
We know we really, we really been loved.
In every fiber we really, really been loved!

The Fruitful Life, A Fable

Once upon a time, there was a ladder. It was so steep and so high that no one dared to climb it. It was steeper than a pitched roof. It was steeper than the top of a lighthouse or a pyramid. And it was so high that no one could see the top. Not even the tall giraffe who looked up and up and up with its long neck.

It wouldn’t have mattered, except that at the top of the ladder was something the animals needed. They needed fruit! And no one could help them get it.

The fruit was not falling down, but the animals were very hungry! Sometimes the birds and squirrels would shake the trees in their play, but the birds weren’t feeling playful. And the squirrels weren’t feeling kind. So, the fruit stayed on the trees.

The giraffe asked the birds, “Will you please help us?”

The birds just cawed, twittered and said no.

The lion roared at the squirrels, “Help us now!”

But the squirrels just tittered and laughed, “We will not help you!” They said, “We want to see if you can get your own fruit!”

Even the monkeys, who were usually very kind and generous, chattered and chattered in the trees as they swung from branch to branch. But they would not drop any fruit down to the other animals.

Then suddenly, there came a tiny sound. At first, no one heard it. And no one saw who was making it. The lion finally heard and saw the tiny mouse. He said, “Go away little mouse. You cannot help us here.”

The giraffe heard the mouse very faintly, for he was very tall. But he said, “Go away little mouse. You cannot help us here.”

But the mouse did not listen. mice never do, you know.

Instead, he ignored the other animals and focused on the fruit. Soon he began to climb the thin rungs of the ladder, and when he did, he discovered a wonderful thing! The ladder was made of rope!

Now, if there’s one thing mice love to do, it’s to chew things! So, the little mouse began to chew through the rope rungs.

“Stop! Stop!” cried the animals. “Do not destroy the ladder! How will we climb it again?”

But the mouse did not listen. Mice never do, you know.

He chewed and chewed and as he did, the wrung’s of the ladder fell down, down, down! As the rungs fell away one by one, the mouse clung to the sides of the ladder. Held steady by tree limbs at the top and boulders at the bottom, the side ropes did not budge.

The little mouse climbed and climbed, and chewed and chewed, leaving broken rope rungs behind him.

Finally, he reached the top of the ladder. All the rungs were gone, but the side ropes still held firm.

“Release the ropes!” the mouse called to the animals below.

“No!” they cried, “How will we ever climb up in the trees again?”

“I know!” the mouse shouted. “Trust me! Please, release the ropes!”

So, reluctantly, the animals shoved the boulders aside, and the ropes sprang free. Now the mouse was really excited!

The little mouse pulled and pulled on the ropes until they were all the way up high in the tree beside him. Then, he threw them over the branches. As he did, fruit began to rain down on the animals below!

“Hooray!” cheered the animals. “Thank you, Mouse!”

The little mouse smiled. “I only did what came naturally!”

Now, when the animals needed fruit, they could just pull the ropes, and fruit would be provided for them.

Because where there is a will, there is a way. Don’t believe me? Ask that little mouse, who heard his inner voice when it gave him the idea. He followed the guidance when his spirit told him the steps to take. And he saw it through until the goal was accomplished. He did what he was sent to do. It was all natural and part of a higher plan.

Wherever we are, God is there with us. And wherever we are, there’s a reason why. It is God’s reason, and His nature, our inner nature, will guide us through all things… If we just listen!

Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not rely on your own insight.
In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.
–Proverbs 3:5-6 (NRSV)

You will know them by their fruits. Are grapes gathered from thorns, or figs from thistles? In the same way, every good tree bears good fruit, but the bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, nor can a bad tree bear good fruit.
–Matthew 7:16-18 (NRSV)