Sing a New Song

This a.m., while listening to some deep-rooted words, I was taken back to childhood while listening and singing a favorite song:

Sings a New Song by Dan Schutte

Sing a new song unto the Lord; let your song be sung from mountains high. Sing a new song unto the Lord, singing alleluia.

Yahweh’s people dance for joy. O come before the Lord. And play for him on glad tambourines, and let your trumpet sound.

Sing a new song unto the Lord; let your song be sung from mountains high. Sing a new song unto the Lord, singing alleluia.

Rise, O children, from your sleep; your Savior now has come. He has turned your sorrow to joy, and filled your soul with song.

Sing a new song unto the Lord; let your song be sung from mountains high. Sing a new song unto the Lord, singing alleluia.

Glad my soul for I have seen the glory of the Lord. The trumpet sounds; the dead shall be raised. I know my Savior lives.

Sing a new song unto the Lord; let your song be sung from mountains high. Sing a new song unto the Lord, singing alleluia.

I had almost forgotten this tune until a good friend began speaking about change. Change not for the world but for self. It is through the self that we can change the world around us. He spoke of Saul, before he became Paul, and how he used to see things. Then one day on the road to Damascus, a bright light filled his being and he was given new sight. As he stepped into the light, he forever became known as Paul…a follower of Jesus.

I then began relating this story to a time I escorted a friend up to the Upper Peninsula. A magical place where mystery and awe collide. We arrived up North without an agenda and no idea why we had come. We did know that something was about to happen…but uncertainty was present.

During a talking circle, around a sacred fire, we all began unloading our burdens. Just like this mornings sermon as to bringing our sins to a mighty table where we are forgiven. We poured our sins into the fire and were given a new beginning, a birthing if you will. It was then I received a tap on the shoulder, “You ready?” Ready for what?!

We excused ourselves to another sacred place, to that of a long house, with a smaller structure inside. This inner structure, like that of an inner room, was only reachable upon our hands and knees. We must crawl into a womb of mother earth.

Once in the womb, the door is closed and a fire lit. Ancient grandfathers were invited in and medicine shared by all. As the medicine from the grandfathers emitted into the inner room, thunder began to sound. My eyes, which could see clearly before, burned from my sockets.

With eyes closed and no sight, I listen to songs of creation, words of thanksgiving, prayers of peace and love, and finally a charge to go forth into the world anew. Others had visions of what they had seen, but for me I was to unsee that which was once seen.

Exiting the womb, we were given a new start on life. All retired for the evening, but I was to remain…for reasons I was not aware of. It was 2 a.m. and the stars filled the skies. I could see Pleiades or Seven Sisters and could here a faint invite to come sit in the woods. So I walked into the woods and began to notice my eyesight became that of daytime. In the middle of the night I am able to see as if it were daytime! I ask how this is possible and hear voices who reassure me “That which you have seen before, is no longer. From this day forward you will be given new sight, with ability to see that which most cannot. The night shall become day, the unknown shall be made known unto thee. Your given name shall be that of the Owl…seer of the unseen.”

.So, as I sit there listening to a friend speak, I am transported back into time, reminded of what is to come in the future. In essence Be Here Now takes on a whole new meaning. With greater understanding of here and now, seeing past and future collide into present…I am given sight as to what might be or not be. For with each new step forward I am given a choice to step with care or push my way through.

Transported through a vessel of story, from old to new, I am given a glimpse into my own past and given sight of what is to come. Although I am still present in this moment, there is hope as to what may be. I am given a song to sing for all to hear, healing self and allowing others to be healed as well.

A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.~Lou Holtz

Whatever our passions, whatever our dreams…may we follow it, singing the song of songs deep within our souls. We may not fully understand the path leading to such, but we assuredly live as authentic as possibly attainable…

bird singing lou holtz quote

Centering On Love

No matter the days or what they bring, we have the ability to remain centered in Love. If the world crashes around us, we hold onto Love, emitting more Love. It is trough our daily practice of Loving, we become Loved. It is through Loving another, we Love ourselves.

Stepping into the Canvas in Love. Holding onto Love, we remain centered on Love….

Stepping Into Extraordinary

With each new day we have a choice to live as authentically as we can, ignoring the beliefs of old. Stepping into the new, creating the life we were meant to enjoy and accepting beliefs of a new era.

The first step towards happiness is often the most difficult, for we cannot let go of our old beliefs. Let go now…witness the shift towards happiness. Once the first step is taken, the taste of freedom shall be yours and you will not go back to the way you were. The next step towards happiness is easier, the next even easier…and so on.

With a new outlook on life, everything will taste sweeter, smell better and you will feel freer than ever before. Listen to the voice within…it is saying, “Now is the Time.” Take the step towards happiness and one day you will declare “Ani Po.”

(*Ani Po is Hebrew for “I Am Here”)

Stepping into the Canvas is about taking the first steps into the Canvas of Life.  It is said that God is the Creator and nature is His Canvas. In a world of technologies, distractions and light-speed evolution, we remain in darkness. Truth is laid before us, falsely, by our collective whole.

You are invited to step out of the ordinary and into the extraordinary.  We are not meant to be suppressed and controlled, fearful and miserable, alone and scared, hateful and destructive. No. Instead we are meant to be free. Free to Love unconditionally, creating the life we were meant to enjoy. Instead of divide and conquer, we shall come together as one.

It is time to make a choice:  stay in misery or choose a path of happiness; listen to the voice within or listen to the others without; move towards an active side of infinity or stay on the inactive list; accept positivity or remain in negative beliefs. Everything is merely a choice and every choice needs action.

Imagine, for a moment, that the Creator has given you a clean Canvas to paint whatever you desire. What would be on this painting? This is your opportunity to paint The Best You Now…grab the brush and start painting already. You know what you want!

If you can think it, you can create it.  If you can create it, you can paint it.  If you can paint it, your dreams will come true.  If you make a mistake on this Canvas, allow yourself to paint over or scrape away the excess.  The only rule of painting is to apply your whole Heart and Soul when approaching the Canvas of Life. Applying this simple rule…dormant forces shall come alive.

Stepping Into The Canvas as a Work in Progress, allowing colors to be misused, strokes to be unorthodox and an occasional redo to take place. The Canvas of Life is there to teach us we are not perfect and in our imperfections we are. With every mistake, we are presented a new opportunity to make it right. Master the painting, master the self.

Self-Realization: Because I Said So

As we travel through life, following advice of others and doing whatever everyone asks of us, we lose ourselves. In losing ourselves, we lose our true identity. Our true identity is that voice within, leading us here or there.

Following this voice we find happiness, abandoning that voice we are left in misery. Some are lucky to find it early, some never find it. It is stated eventually we all come to place of decisiveness…hopefully before it is too late.  Through decisiveness we declare I Am Here. As we discussed before the theory of Ani Po, Hebrew for I am here, we stand firmly in the beliefs of our own.

We no longer follow the crowd, but carve our own path. We no longer believe what we’ve heard in the past, only looking to the future. In declaring I am here, our whole psyche and make up changes. As our thoughts change it is said our world changes, this is true. As our world changes, we make it So.

When declaring I am here we are challenged by others who follow the belief system of the masses, challenging us to return to the false-self or maintain course to our true nature. In challenging our thoughts, we are asked how we know things…Humbly we declare, “because I said so.” In these simple words we adopt a self-declaration of I am here.

Tonight I met a friend for tea. With conversations of who we are and responsibilities we have come to know. Each of us understand our roles as parents, but also a higher purpose of shedding Light on darkened areas. We laughed in agreement that we, as humanity, waste so much energy on things that have no meaning in our lives. Losing sight of what matters, we fall victim to the belief system of the expected norm of society. We agreed we could both stay on course with the rest of the crowd or we could carve our path in life, creating it as we see fit.

“Things are not always as they appear.” ~Sandy Popov Abbatiello


This quote sticks with me, living each day in ‘the Now.’ We could see it as everyone else sees it or we can add our own belief to it, knowing it to be true. Whether it is true or not, we all have the innate knowing of what we perceive to be true…declaring ‘because I said so.’ This is the final step to self-actualization, the step that defines our own reality. When everyone else thinks we are crazy, we smile, giving gratitude for their observations…no longer worrying about what any one person thinks except our own reality to be true.


Stepping into the canvas with purpose, self-realization is activated within our being. Living authentically, we see everything as it is intended…beautiful in its own right. Returning to the self, we return to the beginning as what was meant to be…creative and awe-inspiring…each and every day.

Don’t Give Up

At the start of each day there is a calming sense of peace. Before all chaos enters our thought process we take a breath, gaining peace for our day. As the moon rests in the West and the sun begins to rise, so shall our days be filled with peace and joy. Just as in that first morning breath of gratitude…we give thanks.

Before we turn in the towel on any given moment, we should stop and think what matters most. If our days bring chaos, we still give thanks, yielding valuable lessons. In gratitude, we find hope…hope for a brighter day. In gratitude we change our old thought process to that of love. So no matter what comes our way, we never give up.

Recently I was asked to enter a Water Wing Classic. The water wing classic is a group of  men who enjoy swimming, choosing to swim somewhat competitively for personal gratification. By no means are they Olympians, but compete for bragging rights. Entering the water wing classic, I could feel my ego stirring. Afraid of losing because I hadn’t swum competitively in over 25 years and everything on the line. Lol…what was on the line…merely my EGO playing head games with me.

My ego made more out of it then needed be. As the competition began, I was transferred  to the beginning of my day…that moment of peace.  As I kicked off the wall, entering silence just beneath the water, gliding, streamlining before I took my first stroke. I took my first Breath. I thought to myself in that very moment, just before I took my first stroke and first breath, I am at one. As soon as I emerged from underwater, I took a breath and the chaos began.

Taking 12 strokes before my next breath, I breathe, giving it another go… three more strokes to go and I flipped… I turned. On my way back to the other side, loneliness surfaced, it was silence. In this very moment of swimming I am reminded how the human mind can trick us into thinking we are alone. I say to you… We surely are never alone. Then I hear screaming, chanting, splashing and more chaos…returning to my reality. I was never alone, only thought it so. Only a few more strokes to go and I’m to the other side. Losing steam, slowing down waiting to take to the finish line, I touch. I breathe and look around. Nobody else has finished: three people behind and one person quit. The person who quit was the challenger to this event.

With my adrenaline running high, I could feel my EGO rising to the top. I could feel my ego ready to speak, but then I stopped. I waited to hear what had happened. “My goggles came off!” Hearing this again my ego wanted to speak, but I checked it at the door. I recall countless times how my goggles had come off during the race and kept swimming. I said nothing and just took another breath. They challenged me to another race, but had nothing left. I said I can’t go on. They pleaded for a rematch and demanded I go another round. I asked for a minute to catch my breath and we had another go.

Now with everybody watching once again, the race was about to begin. Three, two, one… Go! Off we went. Again I am in a peaceful moment of silence, just under the surface, only to emerge to chaos of the day. Remembering peace within, briefly at the beginning of the day, carrying through my lane, chaos is extinguished. Even though chaos may come my way, the world may flip upside down; I remain calm, focused on my strokes within my lane…within my day.

It is not important about how fast we get through the day, or how strong of a swimmer we may be, what matters is the enjoyment of each race. Enjoyment of our days can speak a thousand words.

The lesson of the day, complements of my challenger, Never Give Up. It was a friendly race and many lessons were learned, most significantly was the path taken my whole life. I’ve been through many challenges and many races, even giving up on one or two of those races myself. Learning from these lessons, I learned no matter how I finished the race I should never give up…always giving my all, accepting the results of my day.

Life can throw us many challenges, some big, some small, but in the face of adversity we rise to any occasion. No matter what comes our way, just breathe, stay calm and remain in peace. Remaining in peace we are peace, thinking with a clearer head, allowing for better resolutions.

Witnessing myself through another person’s eyes, I could see myself giving up. Until one decisive day, “no more… I will no longer give up. I will accept defeat and whatever comes my way. I will give my best and accept the results with pride.”

As a witness through another person’s eyes, I gained an understanding. Understanding for the other person, allowing myself to ease up just a little bit, I learned in that brief moment of swimming my job here is not to beat somebody, but to raise them up. If I continue to beat the tar out of my opponent, I will never allow them to grow. Now it’s not to say that they couldn’t grow from being defeated… chances are their dreams of growth will be squelched. Easing up just a little bit giving them hope, giving them a winning chance. In the breath of hope they see the light, bringing them to a higher vibration…that of hope and love. In this higher vibration…we can do all things.

This day has proven so many lessons thus far, but surely more to come. The universe speaks in mysterious ways and those willing to hear it shall understand the lesson at hand. Arriving at work, a coworker is anxious to tell about her dreams on not giving up. I smiled as we spontaneously began laughing…although she didn’t know why she was laughing. We laughed because the universe was speaking through us giving us the lesson of Don’t Give Up.

If at first we lose a race, we look to brighter days in hopes of winning the race. Just the same, if our days bring clouds…we look to brighter days to bring us sunshine. No matter what comes our way, we merely smile, focusing on our end results.

What we focus on, shall become our reality.~Ani Po

Stepping into the Canvas with a ‘Can Do’ attitude, never giving up. Moving forward, accepting what comes our way, we adjust our actions, change our course…or the like…to aid in the end result of our intentions. That which we give our attention, our reality is formed. If we merely focus on the negative aspects of life, we shall remain there. If we focus on the positive…so shall be the same.

The Judgment Of Man


A day does not pass where we witness the judgment of man. Whether ‘they’ are from the right or left, from this group or that, we continue to judge another by the clothes we wear, our skin color, our gender, and the words ‘they’ write. Note: They is a representation of anyone other than ourselves. We often point fingers at someone, saying they did this or they did that.

Instead of one’s judgment, may it turn towards growth…self-growth and growth for another human being. We are not here to judge one another, but here to raise one another up in learning of ourselves. Through the contemplation of self, we not only grow as individuals but as a greater whole.

The following story is based on true events…

A man walked in to an Islāmic cultural center with Bible in hand, in hopes of on Islam. Prior to the studies, the teacher spoke, “The Holy writings of that book, pointing at the Holy Bible, have been changed and misinterpreted for centuries. The Qur’an is the only book that has not been re-translated and misinterpreted. What was spoken at 683 A.D. is now spoken in this time… No changes. While the book is holy, the words have been skewed by man.”

The pupil smiles, “let’s try not to judge one another. Instead let’s learn from each other and grow. We are on the same path, seeking Light.”

Too often we judge another by the books we carry or the clothes we wear, instead we should judge one another by our actions…actions towards fellow human beings.

The same man now with the holy Qur’an under his arms walks into a Christian church for Bible study. You can probably see where this is going…

Noticing the Qur’an under his arms, placing it on the desk before him the pastor lashes out, “that book is not allowed in here. This is our holy writings!” He raises the Holy Bible declaring it as the only holy book.

Again the pupil speaks, “oh ye of little faith. I come here not to cast stones or be cast upon. I come here to be loved and to love one another. Our Holy writings are written in many places, and who are you to judge me by the book I carry?”

The judgment happens in all different planes all different sectors, and sadly continues in our days. The only way to stop judgment is to come together as one. We are one, we are brothers and sisters and we have the same father. Learn from one another, not judge one another. Ironically, both groups have Hippocrates. These Hippocrates, spoil the rest of the Believers.

So why do we judge? Is it a sign of weakness? It is my personal and humble opinion that judgment towards another is a sign of weakness. If an individual is strong in their faith they have no reason to judge another. Being strong in their faith, they recognize we are brothers and sisters as one. Those who choose not to break bread with another shall be prayed for and asked to leave. For it is on this day the Rainbow Warriors shall stand firmly in their belief of “All People as One”, accepting them as Brothers and Sisters are we. Those who stand against the Rainbow Warriors shall be known by their actions and the words they speak.

For it is on this day, we shalt not judge another, but they shall be judged themselves. The Rainbow Warriors shall return Love throughout the land and the ‘others’ shall perish on their own accord. The day has come to Say “No More, No Mas, gaawin geyaabi (Ojibwe for no more)…everything will be irie (Jamaican for everything is alright).”

Stepping into the Canvas with Love, seeing all as one beautiful imperfection…making it perfect! It is through our eyes of compassion we see a greater whole…a collective whole..eliminating judgment. We are one planet, one people…One Canvas…We Are One.

Spirit Calls Once Again

Have you ever had a gut feeling about something? Have you ever felt like you needed to do something? Or have you ever gotten the strange urge to call a friend to deliver some news? Chances are you are receiving a message from the field of possibilities.

I am still in awe every time this happens and so honored to have these messages flow through. My favorite moments are when connecting with someone, only to call on other people, who I later find out, are already connected with this person. The mystery and story unfolds as I carry a message to someone new.  Better yet, they accept the call into the field and travel with me into the great unknown…a place of infinite possibilities. I am not here to squelch anyone’s dreams…I am here to encourage them.

When we let go of our previous teachings or the previous upbringings of control, we open up to endless possibilities of new beginnings…creating a sea of potentiality. How does one get there? For most people, sadly, it takes a tragedy in life to get them to see the truth of ‘all things.’ However, these tragedies are merely disguises for great things to come. How many times have we heard of someone hitting rock bottom, only to climb to the highest mountains?

We do not have to wait for this time, but as humans we see no point in doing anything other than what we already know…remaining complacent in our days. Until one day we are forced to make a decision between the same up and down roller coaster ride or a new ride that screams endless excitement with a ‘no low’ guarantee. It is all possible…and it is possible now.

As I write this, I hear a voice, whispering into my ear…no name, no label…just a whisper. It begins to dictate, “we are all here to learn from one another and we are here to grow in our true-self, rising to the occasion of being a Warrior once more. There shall come a time in everyone’s life, they will need to make a choice. Stay on this side of the valley or travel the rocky path to nowhere, trusting that paradise awaits. Those willing to cross the valley of death, shall find paradise. Those afraid, stuck in the ordinary, shall never experience extraordinary. It is in our own death of flesh, that Spirit is born unto us.”

Out of the darkened night;


Spirit calls me into the Light.


Deep within the Words;


I begin to flow.



Within the lessons dare I go?


They present themselves only to me.


Choose to;


Or choose not.


Allowing myself the past;




Future…and what is to come.



Trusting, believing;


It is so.


Stepping, knowing;


Reality is true.



My darkened past…released.


My future…revealed.


Still only remaining…the Now.



Do what with needs to be;


With my day.


Go where the call takes me;


Still a mystery.



Wherever this may be;


Or whatever I am to do.


Know this…my Heart leads the way.


Whether you are stuck or have no idea where to go from here, stop and listen. Chances are Spirit is calling you by name. Those willing to hear the call, shall answer to the great I Am; those willing to answer the call, shall arrive Right on time.

Stepping into the Canvas with our Heart as our guide. Whatever the darkened past or lessons of life, we all have access to a powerful source of Light housed within. Follow this light and we will not be led astray…we shall find paradise. Listen to Spirit…and She will lead you there.