Music is never an accident.
It’s the byproduct of intention(s).
Music is never an accident.
It’s the byproduct of intention(s).
Presence and awareness.
People and stories.
Patience and process.
These are the preparatory harbors that lead us to the oceanic experience called our lives.
…if you don’t allow yourself to be seen.
Or what if we asked it this way?
What if there’s something that we haven’t yet seen, known, experienced, or danced with because you have kept yourself from being seen?
We are all a part of the collective tuning up.
Think of what 7.5 billion candles would reveal.
…won’t be possible without allowing some peace in.
So we must choose how we will see and posture ourselves today.
For how we see is how we will be.
Yes, the eye is indeed the lamp of the body.
Every Sunday we hold a picture that was first stroked with the paint from Monday’s eyes.
Are you open or are you closed today?
This will affect your painting today and tomorrow.
For if we are closed, we will paint with the stumbling colors of cynicism, critique, and separation.
But if we are open, we will paint with the flowing colors of possibility, hope, and healing.
I’ve never seen the word pain hidden in the word paint until today.
Transform > Transmit