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LTMP Podcast 4: Our instruments make our music and our music writes our story.



Episode 4: The instruments make our music and our music writes our story.

This week we discuss the journey to finding and gathering the instruments that make our music, Tony Hsieh and his book Delivering Happiness, and the music of The Villagers.

You can find this week’s podcast in iTunes by clicking here.

Godspeed in your music making.


Book: Delivering Happiness by Tony Hsieh – CEO Zappos.


Music: The Villagers 

Link to The Villagers on Spotify.

Lyrics from The Villagers song, Courage

Do you really wanna know,
About these lines on my face?
Well, each and every one is testament to
All the mistakes I’ve had to make
To find courage
It’s a feeling like no other
Let me tell you, yeah
Courage
In harmony with something other than your ego
Courage
The sweet belief of knowing nothing comes for free
For free…
Courage
It’s a feeling like no other
Let me tell you, yeah
Courage
And harmony with something other than your ego
Courage
The sweet belief of knowing nothing comes for free


May you hear the questions of the universe this week. May you hear the flower’s petals ask if you if you’re in bloom. May you have the courage to respond. May you hear the mountain invite you to come climb. May you find the courage to start the climb. May you seek to find those instruments that were originally poured into you. May you find the courage to pour them back out, to contribute, and to make the world around you a better place.

Pause by the orchid. Listen to the bluebird sing. Be love.

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Flavor

…If salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again?

It cannot. It’s thrown out, discarded, and forgotten.

Couple things for us to hold here….

1). Adding flavor > Adding drama.

&

2). Your seasoning = Your music.

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“Not Microwavable”

This is the warning on every metaphor we can hold.

It’s almost countercultural to even speak about the slow, the steady, the time, the patience, and the persistence that is required in what we would cling to as beautiful.

What the world sees is this.

What really happens is this.

Most often to let the music play, you can’t simply just hit ‘play’, you have to let it unfold , till the soil, romance the instruments, and let time do its thing.

And it’s in this unfolding where true reward is found.

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LMTP Podcast 3: Crayons

This week’s podcast can be listened to below or listened and subscribed to in iTunes by clicking here.


Book/Business Segment

Seth Godin

Book: Linchpin: Are you indispensable?


Music Segment

Sleeping At Last

Sleeping At Last on Spotify.

Download the album here.

Watch the lyrics and listen to this song on youtube here.

Lyrics to the song: North

We will call this place our home,

The dirt in which our roots may grow.
Though the storms will push and pull,
We will call this place our home.
 
We’ll tell our stories on these walls.
Every year, measure how tall.
And just like a work of art,
We’ll tell our stories on these walls.
 
Let the years we’re here be kind, be kind.
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.
 
A little broken, a little new.
We are the impact and the glue.
Capable of more than we know,
We call this fixer upper home.
 
With each year, our color fades.
Slowly, our paint chips away.
But we will find the strength
And the nerve it takes
To repaint and repaint and repaint every day.
 
Let the years we’re here be kind, be kind.
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.
Let the years we’re here be kind, be kind.
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.
 
Smaller than dust on this map
Lies the greatest thing we have:
The dirt in which our roots may grow
And the right to call it home.

Crayons

Ashton’s writings on crayons are below.

http://ltmpblog.com/2015/03/27/when-is-the-last-time-you-were-asked-if-you-wanted-to-color-something/

http://ltmpblog.com/2011/11/22/do-you-want-to-color/

http://ltmpblog.com/2013/02/12/crayon-thieves/


Benediction:

May you become childlike again. May you take back your crayons and fill your pockets with them…and in every moment of life give them their opportunity to do their thing. May you dip the paintbrush of your business and stroke the canvas with service. May you color your relationships with the crayons love, laughter, hope. May you find the courage and the bravery to to pull the back the veil and bring us the light, the hum, the soul, and the crayons you came here with to be fully used so that we may be changed by your art. When you light up. We light up.

Pause by the orchid. Listen to the bluebird sing. Be love.

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