Sing the Song

Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar

1. Sing the song of love and light!
It gives your Spirit power and might
And takes away the fight or flight.
Sing the song of love and light!

2. Sing the song of hope and care!
It spreads compassion everywhere
And makes the burdens less to bear.
Sing the song of hope and care!

3. Sing the song of sweet release!
It calms the mind and gives you peace
And tells the rushing winds to cease.
Sing the song of sweet release!

The One-in-All-is-singing song,
The music of the heav’nly throng
We come to earth to pass along
The One-in-All-is-singing song!

Opening (Butterfly Song)

When I started these lyrics in 2011, they contained the verses of
Remember (The LOA Song).
There they stayed, and I often use that song in concerts and workshops based on the Law of Attraction.

The verses heard here were written in 2012, and the third verse and music just this week. Even a song goes on a journey! So how much more do we! May your journey be one of constant opening!

Opening – Lyrics

Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele

1. Your experience now
Was created before.
Your thinking and feeling
Have only brought more.
A new understanding
Can even the score
And let in the life
You deserve and adore!

2. By changing the inside,
Improve what you get.
Enjoy what you have,
And let go of the rest.
The Universe carries you
Every step,
Supplying your needs.
So have faith! You are blessed!

3. Your thinking and feeling
Are not all there is.
A Power much higher
Inspires your bliss.
In every detail
You believe is amiss,
Hear Love softly calling you
Deeper than this!

So sweet,
Like the butterfly you find release.

Reach within yourself and feel the opening, contented,
The broken wing, now mended.
Soar in harmony and peace!
As deep within yourself you feel the lightening, astounding,
The brightening, surrounding,
And like the butterfly you find release.


Be the Butterfly!
The Butterfly Effect and You!


You have known the choke hold of fear,
Tomb of depression,
Volcano of rage,
Maze of mind and feelings.

You have tasted, recoiled;
Touched, rejected;
Seen, disbelieved;
Heard, misunderstood;
Smelled, flinched.

Awaken, remember:
I am the Opener
Of pathways unknown to you!
Know Me!

A Quadrille in response to Victoria’s “open” prompt at

Moral Compass

Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele

What does it mean to be good?
What does it mean to do what you should?
How do you know what’s right?
What does it mean to go far?
What does it mean to be who you are?
How do you see the Light?

1. Society can’t help you ’cause it’s broken.
It answers with a question leaving doubt.
And loving one another is a token
Of words we just can’t seem to carry out.

2. We’ve got to learn to look beyond the faces
Of those who preach the practice of the truth.
The teacher’s in the most unlikely places-
It shimmers in the soul that lives in you!
So ask it

How can I be the Light?
What does it mean to be good?

Connecting Prayer

You are me. I am you.
Nothing can part us. We are not two.

We are one. Thy will be done.
Spirit made flesh. The web is spun.

Created in love. Below and above.
Earthly illusions, the push and the shove.

Yet in every thing eternity sings,
One Spirit of knowing that plays its own strings.

Because you are me. And I am you.
Nothing can part us, One in the Truth!

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Probing Questions

Hurts, doesn’t it?
I shouldn’t touch that, should I?
How are we doing today?

Your questions jar me into awareness
so I can remember
that my pickles are not your pickles.

Your voice jars me open,
shattering the open jars
of my pickled brain.

Björn’s chosen word is “jar” for Quadrille 13 at

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Feel like Hell

A song of heaven and hell mystically understood.

Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele

1. Oh I have been to heaven,
And I have been to hell.
And in both places
I participated well!

2. Oh I have looked at goodness,
And I’ve lamented worse.
I’ve thought myself to blessings
And to a mental curse.

3. I’m more than what I think
And more than what I do.
I’m the Light of God-within!
So I just laugh and refuse

4. ‘Cause hell is just a feeling,
A state within the mind.
And heaven is another one
Where God and I combine.

No, I don’t have to take it!
Just as well,
No, I don’t have to make it!
I can see a churn and watch a burn that sets my mind on fire,
Or break away into the shade ’cause I am not required
To feel like hell!

feel like hell!
No, I don’t have to take it!
Just as well,
No, I don’t have to make it!
I can see a churn and watch a burn that sets my mind on fire,
Or break away into the shade ’cause I am not required
To feel like hell!

What’s in There?


Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar

1. We don’t look in the mirror,
‘Cause we’re scared of what is in there.
We don’t try something new,
‘Cause we’re stuck on what has been there.
It’s a wonder we do anything at all!

2. We don’t lift that mental veil,
‘Cause we can’t see what it covers.
We don’t stand tall and proud,
‘Cause what happens when they see us?
It’s a wonder we get out of bed at all!

Repeat from beginning.

3. We don’t think outside the box,
‘Cause we’re scared of open spaces.
We don’t release the past,
‘Cause we’re stuck on losing races.
It’s a wonder we get anywhere at all!
Refrain: (Twice)

All that’s hidden there is
All that’s ever been there!
You, already finished!
You, without a blemish!
You, you, you!

Micropoetry 1

As part of the Fifth Anniversary celebration at
we’re asked to write micropoems, very short works wrapped up in Twitter’s 140 character limit. Each of the poems below stands alone; they are not stanzas to be read as one poem. Only the first is new; I’ve tweeted the others before, but they are all original.

Old thoughts
In new packaging
The cycle of life unfurls!

But… I couldn’t just write one new tiny piece, so I got to wondering if a
would fit within the character limit! The linked ones don’t (at least, I didn’t check them), but this one…

The Limerick is too long to fit,
But I got the guts and the grit.
O I’ll make it work
And my duty not sherk!
Defeat so complete? Not a bit!

(That’s 139 characters, count ’em!)

Now for those I wrote on Twitter itself, so I know they work:

God is great,
God is good,
Let us thank Himn as we should!

When I feel lost,
I find myself again
Where I have always been
Deep within.

Once unrestrained
Then I thought.
Now I think restrained about covers it.

Cunning gets
What it wants
Only through a narrow lens.

Worry grows.
Nothing goes.
Love knows.

It’s time to remember
The nature of my soul –
A throwback to who I really am.

Lipservice says
The best things in life are free.
Living shows
Avoidance in the worst way!

From lead to gold,
Ice to steam,
Fear to Love –

Armed with sword and shield
I march into the battle
Still unprotected.

O to live
In the realization
Of the Beautiful Mind
Within me!

Surrender your life
Don’t waste your mind
Know your right that is Divine!


Blank pages appear
Because we don’t know
The whole story.
SO may we read on!

I remember:
We are One.
Do you?

The sun shines my heart
The moon lights my mind
And living waters quench my thirsty soul.

I sacrificed myself
On a pyre of memories.
The hero is my soul that wouldn’t die!

Too much of a good thing
Is nonetheless the same extreme
As too little of what we need.
So moderation is the key.

Qualifying haiku here.

I like these little gems and will write more–thus the 1 here. 🙂

Lost Heart

I cannot find my heart
In the hustle and bustle and hassle and rustle…
Though it’s not even Christmas, I fear!
I cannot find my heart
In illusion, confusion, profusion, delusion,
For its voice is too quiet to hear.

In the silence I wait,
When I can remember,
And call to the Spirit inside.
I cannot find my heart
Unless I am seeking
Rediscovering what’s always been mine.

For the Fifth Anniversary celebration at
where Walt asks us to draw inspiration from this quote:
“I am cold, even though the heat of early summer is adequate. I am cold because I cannot find my heart.” ~Sebastian Barry from his novel A Long, Long Way