I am back in the lands where the journey began,
Dartmoor portal magic...
The river powerful dart and the Woods in full bloom
Naked swimming barefoot trudjing, barefoot beneath the stars
My heart sings being in my dreaming land
Tuesday, 18 June 2013
Tuesday, 7 August 2012
In the Groove
Sunrise over the ocean.
The view from the studio is stunning, looking out through the trees and down to the estuary. As I sit playing Didjeridoo or Flute
The view from the studio is stunning, looking out through the trees and down to the estuary. As I sit playing Didjeridoo or Flute
Wednesday, 6 June 2012
Venus with Love
As Venus glides past the Sun, gently showering her loving energy upon our wee family of humans, a smile is born.
More than a mere realization, but a deep experience of what it takes us 'two leggeds' to shine. Venus makes us shine with love.
To look at a hard earned wood pile, gathered through sweat and toil, and to see the warmth that it will give. The days of igniting the spirits of those that sit near the fire. The give away of the trees and the energy gone into it being a fire for us, is replaced but not forgotten.
To rise up on the waves of Venus, in its five petaled dance through space and to give thanks for the journey we took to get here. The journey ‘we’ took…yes
We are One.
So We are Venus and We are its movement.
The trees are us and when we burn them we are transforming part of our energy into another form, so that we may live. In time, we ourselves will be transformed from this body and therefore continue the great prophecy…
There is no death, only transformation!
Our present physical state is going to change. We are but a transit in space.
So on this fine day of cold rain and wind, as I sit by the fire (that I call mine, but in fact is no more mine than is the smoke it makes) I acknowledge the ancestors. Those that went before me and played their part in creating this moment that I exist in now.
The ancestor beings are all my relations; the humans, the animals, rocks, plants, star beings, trees, rain, wind…everything.
We are One
It is time to honour the gifts that Spirit gives us and live every moment with true power.
I once had the honour of sitting with Sun Bear, a wise Native American Medicine Elder.
He said, ‘True Power is often a very quiet thing’.
I like this.
Take the time to look around you - regularly.
At least everyday.
Throughout each and everyday.
Look and really See.
Quietly take in what you See and acknowledge it with gratitude.
Do this more and more and it becomes The Way.
Thursday, 31 May 2012
Standing Tall
Emerging into a new day, with all it's unpredictable moments waiting to reveal their gifts; a calm feeling washes over me. The sun is shining again, blue sky, not a cloud to be seen. This is winter in New Zealand; bright light, clear atmosphere and frosty nights. Beautiful!
I have been recording a new album of channeled visualizations which are set to original music I composed for this project. It has been quite a journey and it's lead me into new realms musically. It feels like I have broadened my pallet and can now create using a full spectrum of colours.
Like a tree in Autumn, changing from green to red to brown and eventually letting go of it's leaves.
The ice of the night, purifying the land, preparing for the new growth to come. But for now, Winter...no gigs booked. Time at home with the kids.
I remember when I lived in my Tipi. The winters seemed shorter somehow, because living that close to nature I noticed the very first signs of a change in the seasons. It was an amazing experience, that formed a relationship, a bond, with the cycles and elements, that still gives me strength.
Some mornings after a heavy snowfall, I would have to kick the Tipi door open, as I emerged from my cozy, warm little dwelling. Blowing on the big 'feeder' logs to kindle sticks from the glowing hearth, that I had kept going all night as I lay next to the fire.
Awake with the first bird song, jumping into the river that meandered past the front of my 'lodge'. Then back to warm up by the fire, whilst cooking flat pan bread for breakfast. Life was simple and although I had virtually no money, I had Time.
By being creative, I am sure that more time was made and then more creativity and more time. This was on my mind a couple of days ago, as I lay on the hill, looking up at the stars. From our home, the sky is huge. There is no light spillage or sound, so the Milky Way is as clear as a bell. Black holes, clusters of stars and the occasional satellite.
How small and insignificant my life is, I thought. In such a small amount of time I will die and everything I have done will be but memories of one more two legged having danced his dream on earth.
How true I thought, but
'There's an infinite amount of time and not enough to waste a moment'.
Life is to be lived and cherished, for it is such a blessing...
Once I sat inside my Tipi and held an Owl feather up to the full moon, visible through the smoke hole. I spoke in prayer to Great Spirit, giving thanks for my life, my sacred breath and good health.
From the silence of the night, an Owl hooted from the North.
So I picked another Owl feather from my box of sacred things and held it in my other hand, above my head. Speaking with a sense of awe in my voice, to Spirit, I gave thanks to the Owl.
To my amazement another Owl hooted. This one clearly coming from the South and both Owls hooting to each other.
This had the profound effect of making me enter into The Dreaming...timeless, omniscience. Sacred Space!
Now, Owls are special to me anyway and this was in one way of looking at it, no surprise to me. When you live life in prayer, in gratitude, it is magical. What happened next was phenomenal though...
I took a third Owl feather from my box and holding all three up in the air, I stood up in the Tipi, next to the fire. The moon shone in my face and I prayed with full power, in gratitude for this moment. A third Owl hooted and joined in the conversation, calling from the West.
Now with tears in my eyes, I carried four Owl feathers outside. Arms raised to the moon and to the Owls, my prayers left my lips with a sort of squidgy feeling. A fourth Owl hooted and completed the circle as it sat in a tree in the East. A full circle of Owls all speaking to each other and to me.
I was affected by this for the rest of my life. This sign feeds my spirit to this day.
As I go out into the world sharing my music; more and more people are asking to hear the stories from my life. Today, Spirit has guided me to begin writing them in this Blog. So I hope they are an inspiration to you, to follow your own magical path.
I have been recording a new album of channeled visualizations which are set to original music I composed for this project. It has been quite a journey and it's lead me into new realms musically. It feels like I have broadened my pallet and can now create using a full spectrum of colours.
Like a tree in Autumn, changing from green to red to brown and eventually letting go of it's leaves.
The ice of the night, purifying the land, preparing for the new growth to come. But for now, Winter...no gigs booked. Time at home with the kids.
I remember when I lived in my Tipi. The winters seemed shorter somehow, because living that close to nature I noticed the very first signs of a change in the seasons. It was an amazing experience, that formed a relationship, a bond, with the cycles and elements, that still gives me strength.
Some mornings after a heavy snowfall, I would have to kick the Tipi door open, as I emerged from my cozy, warm little dwelling. Blowing on the big 'feeder' logs to kindle sticks from the glowing hearth, that I had kept going all night as I lay next to the fire.
Awake with the first bird song, jumping into the river that meandered past the front of my 'lodge'. Then back to warm up by the fire, whilst cooking flat pan bread for breakfast. Life was simple and although I had virtually no money, I had Time.
By being creative, I am sure that more time was made and then more creativity and more time. This was on my mind a couple of days ago, as I lay on the hill, looking up at the stars. From our home, the sky is huge. There is no light spillage or sound, so the Milky Way is as clear as a bell. Black holes, clusters of stars and the occasional satellite.
How small and insignificant my life is, I thought. In such a small amount of time I will die and everything I have done will be but memories of one more two legged having danced his dream on earth.
How true I thought, but
'There's an infinite amount of time and not enough to waste a moment'.
Life is to be lived and cherished, for it is such a blessing...
Once I sat inside my Tipi and held an Owl feather up to the full moon, visible through the smoke hole. I spoke in prayer to Great Spirit, giving thanks for my life, my sacred breath and good health.
From the silence of the night, an Owl hooted from the North.
So I picked another Owl feather from my box of sacred things and held it in my other hand, above my head. Speaking with a sense of awe in my voice, to Spirit, I gave thanks to the Owl.
To my amazement another Owl hooted. This one clearly coming from the South and both Owls hooting to each other.
This had the profound effect of making me enter into The Dreaming...timeless, omniscience. Sacred Space!
Now, Owls are special to me anyway and this was in one way of looking at it, no surprise to me. When you live life in prayer, in gratitude, it is magical. What happened next was phenomenal though...
I took a third Owl feather from my box and holding all three up in the air, I stood up in the Tipi, next to the fire. The moon shone in my face and I prayed with full power, in gratitude for this moment. A third Owl hooted and joined in the conversation, calling from the West.
Now with tears in my eyes, I carried four Owl feathers outside. Arms raised to the moon and to the Owls, my prayers left my lips with a sort of squidgy feeling. A fourth Owl hooted and completed the circle as it sat in a tree in the East. A full circle of Owls all speaking to each other and to me.
I was affected by this for the rest of my life. This sign feeds my spirit to this day.
As I go out into the world sharing my music; more and more people are asking to hear the stories from my life. Today, Spirit has guided me to begin writing them in this Blog. So I hope they are an inspiration to you, to follow your own magical path.
Monday, 21 May 2012
Powerful Eclipse & Peace
As I climb yet another mountain, dealing with unexpected challenges, it's the climb that is what matters.
There will always be another mountain and I will always keep climbing.
Sometimes I am bound to loose, but it's not about being right or wrong. I have just got to keep going, even if it feels like an uphill battle.
Spirit lives in my being and the reason to Be is simply to create Beauty.
There is inspiration in all moments... freedom comes from within. Peace follows chaos.
And the moon is eclipsed by the sun.
So dear friends...
we are warriors, each and everyone of us. There is no turning back, so get into what you are creating with each sacred breath of your life. Know that it is these times that form the memories called 'your life'. So make every moment something to remember, a legacy for the children to gleam wisdom from.
In the perfection of creation, this includes the things you regret and the times when you get it 'wrong'.
It's not about what's waiting on the otherside, it's the climb that is what it's all about.
Let go and fly into your life!
Shine with all your radiant light.
Love with all your might.
Tonight my heart is pounding out a rhythm that comes from the centre of the world. As the stars light my way, feeling the guidance of a thousand lifetimes, I step into the unknown. Nothing is different in this. An artist my whole life, I know this place within. The edge...
Lunar
This is the place where the gods and goddesses reside and here we find the sources of power. Then with the grace of the gods, is birthed a song or a painting or a smile that lights a million peoples hearts.... or one.
I am humbled, again. I am grateful Great Spirit, to be alive.
There will always be another mountain and I will always keep climbing.
Sometimes I am bound to loose, but it's not about being right or wrong. I have just got to keep going, even if it feels like an uphill battle.
Spirit lives in my being and the reason to Be is simply to create Beauty.
There is inspiration in all moments... freedom comes from within. Peace follows chaos.
And the moon is eclipsed by the sun.
So dear friends...
we are warriors, each and everyone of us. There is no turning back, so get into what you are creating with each sacred breath of your life. Know that it is these times that form the memories called 'your life'. So make every moment something to remember, a legacy for the children to gleam wisdom from.
In the perfection of creation, this includes the things you regret and the times when you get it 'wrong'.
It's not about what's waiting on the otherside, it's the climb that is what it's all about.
Let go and fly into your life!
Shine with all your radiant light.
Love with all your might.
Tonight my heart is pounding out a rhythm that comes from the centre of the world. As the stars light my way, feeling the guidance of a thousand lifetimes, I step into the unknown. Nothing is different in this. An artist my whole life, I know this place within. The edge...
Lunar
This is the place where the gods and goddesses reside and here we find the sources of power. Then with the grace of the gods, is birthed a song or a painting or a smile that lights a million peoples hearts.... or one.
I am humbled, again. I am grateful Great Spirit, to be alive.
Wednesday, 9 May 2012
Flying with wings of light
Here on the ranch, a gentle wind is blowing my long hair, as I begin building 'top fence'. Digging deep holes for the main fence posts, that will stop the herd from escaping further up the mountain, I stop to see the view...
Rain clouds building on the distant horizon over Golden Bay. Mountains clad with soft, grey mists of differing hues, reminding me of the days when I could accurately talk about types of grey; zone 3, or Paynes Grey. Once an artist, always an artist!
Up here in the kingdom of the gods, far from the madding crowds of Sydney, where I was only two days ago. Here, alone, I breath the pure New Zealand air as I continue the endless journey of being in the now. Such peace comes from within and exists wherever you are.
Music in my ears, keeps my spirit high. To walk the world with music, brings smiles to my face, as I negotiate the strangeness of city life or the lonely realms of the wounded soul. Eventually of course, the depth of the hole has gone far enough and I start filling it in again with a strong post. The wounds offer little hold on me these days.
Playing at the Mind Body Spirit Festival was a beautiful experience. I saw the people open their hearts and join together in celebration. At last MBS became a festival. I felt so honoured to play music with Premananda and Felix, singing the mantras of blissful balance. My voice singing out with strength and gentle power.
Great Spirit has chosen to burn bright, new life, into me. The voices of m friends; Didjeridoo, drum and flute, fill me with wonder. The mystery of trance takes me into a world of new sound and rhythm... the voice of heart. Once again I am united with my heart and I feel the grace of life itself, in everything around me. The music coming through me has just changed and with this shift, I too am different.
Being alone... is really not actually possible. The more I am alone, the greater my oneness with Spirit. Like a breath of air, the infinite silence gives birth to a ray of sunlight that refreshes my spirit and gives scent to my heart. Like a beautiful flower receiving water. To grow and give out colour and aroma. What better reason to live!
Now-here to run to. Now-here to hide. Home is inside. I am who I am.
Surrendered to the mysterious, magical rhythm of whatever happens, I walk with impeccability. For I am Sika Deer and my path is the beauty way and the path of gratitude.
Thank you Great Spirit.
Rain clouds building on the distant horizon over Golden Bay. Mountains clad with soft, grey mists of differing hues, reminding me of the days when I could accurately talk about types of grey; zone 3, or Paynes Grey. Once an artist, always an artist!
Up here in the kingdom of the gods, far from the madding crowds of Sydney, where I was only two days ago. Here, alone, I breath the pure New Zealand air as I continue the endless journey of being in the now. Such peace comes from within and exists wherever you are.
Music in my ears, keeps my spirit high. To walk the world with music, brings smiles to my face, as I negotiate the strangeness of city life or the lonely realms of the wounded soul. Eventually of course, the depth of the hole has gone far enough and I start filling it in again with a strong post. The wounds offer little hold on me these days.
Playing at the Mind Body Spirit Festival was a beautiful experience. I saw the people open their hearts and join together in celebration. At last MBS became a festival. I felt so honoured to play music with Premananda and Felix, singing the mantras of blissful balance. My voice singing out with strength and gentle power.
Great Spirit has chosen to burn bright, new life, into me. The voices of m friends; Didjeridoo, drum and flute, fill me with wonder. The mystery of trance takes me into a world of new sound and rhythm... the voice of heart. Once again I am united with my heart and I feel the grace of life itself, in everything around me. The music coming through me has just changed and with this shift, I too am different.
Being alone... is really not actually possible. The more I am alone, the greater my oneness with Spirit. Like a breath of air, the infinite silence gives birth to a ray of sunlight that refreshes my spirit and gives scent to my heart. Like a beautiful flower receiving water. To grow and give out colour and aroma. What better reason to live!
Now-here to run to. Now-here to hide. Home is inside. I am who I am.
Surrendered to the mysterious, magical rhythm of whatever happens, I walk with impeccability. For I am Sika Deer and my path is the beauty way and the path of gratitude.
Thank you Great Spirit.
Sunday, 22 April 2012
OK let's go faster if that's what Spirit wants...
Getting the hang of this crazy pace of life, I find myself taking deep breaths and jumping in with 'gusto'.
Some years ago, Jose Arguilles came to Golden Bay to give one of his inspired talks on the Mayan Calendar. I was honored to host his talk and play music at it.
A wonderful experience that lead to us getting to know each other a bit. He once spoke to me about time... 'Once upon a time...' Visualize a conical pyramid. One whole day, thousands of years ago, was the time it took to go around the base of the pyramid.
Now we are very near the top and one day takes less time to go around the pyramid so to speak. A simple explanation of the phenomena that we are all experiencing, of time speeding up. I asked him "what happens when we reach the top?"
He smiled and said... "that is the year of 2012, the end of the calendar as we know it. The time then begins slowing down and we enter a new reality."
"Phew!" I thought. Well, life has become so full of creative stimulation, recently, that all I can do is take another mindful breath and enjoy the ride. I am so pleased to be surfing the waves with such positivity.
And you?
Are you buzzing too?
Life is good yeah! I mean, I feel the lows. I feel the highs. And I am grateful to feel it all. Then in it's own magical way, one moment transforms into another and suddenly I am experiencing the now in different form.
The key does seem to be to stay very present, in the now, by feeling it all for what it is. Now, I am planning the future. That's funny.
Paradoxically, I am off to Auckland on Friday to do a couple of concerts with Caitlin. I hope you can come and see us on 27th and 28th April.
Check out www.earthspiritmusic.co.nz
At home on the wild mountain in Golden Bay, I am really getting into recording. The massive shifts are leading me into ever deepening realms of music, sound and rhythm. In the last few weeks, my Didjeridoo playing has taken quantom leaps forward!
Very soon I will have my new solo album out there for you all to travel on like a spaceship going into timeless un-chartered territory.
Keep looking at my website 'cos I am going to give songs away as downloads too.
Well, good people, keep on manifesting your dream world. And I will too. And together we will 'sing up the earth' one day at a time (out of time)
A wonderful experience that lead to us getting to know each other a bit. He once spoke to me about time... 'Once upon a time...' Visualize a conical pyramid. One whole day, thousands of years ago, was the time it took to go around the base of the pyramid.
Now we are very near the top and one day takes less time to go around the pyramid so to speak. A simple explanation of the phenomena that we are all experiencing, of time speeding up. I asked him "what happens when we reach the top?"
He smiled and said... "that is the year of 2012, the end of the calendar as we know it. The time then begins slowing down and we enter a new reality."
"Phew!" I thought. Well, life has become so full of creative stimulation, recently, that all I can do is take another mindful breath and enjoy the ride. I am so pleased to be surfing the waves with such positivity.
And you?
Are you buzzing too?
Life is good yeah! I mean, I feel the lows. I feel the highs. And I am grateful to feel it all. Then in it's own magical way, one moment transforms into another and suddenly I am experiencing the now in different form.
The key does seem to be to stay very present, in the now, by feeling it all for what it is. Now, I am planning the future. That's funny.
Paradoxically, I am off to Auckland on Friday to do a couple of concerts with Caitlin. I hope you can come and see us on 27th and 28th April.
Check out www.earthspiritmusic.co.nz
At home on the wild mountain in Golden Bay, I am really getting into recording. The massive shifts are leading me into ever deepening realms of music, sound and rhythm. In the last few weeks, my Didjeridoo playing has taken quantom leaps forward!
Very soon I will have my new solo album out there for you all to travel on like a spaceship going into timeless un-chartered territory.
Keep looking at my website 'cos I am going to give songs away as downloads too.
Well, good people, keep on manifesting your dream world. And I will too. And together we will 'sing up the earth' one day at a time (out of time)
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