The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter 113

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Those aching moments.  You've poured your everything into generating what was supposed to be a very successful career.  No payoff has arrived.  You've been professionally patient not just this year but throughout every change and challenge presented.  Yet the ache won't go away.  You are brilliant at your job but there's no connection to the infectious high that was promised when goals were met.  No matter how many resumes you send the candy coated smile tightly designed in the bathroom mirror eventually cracks.  What's next?  How and why are demanding their investment back.  Must the miles of probability be overshadowed by doubt and other people's greed.  I talked with Billy Brown this morning about his 40 years of performance with Ray Goodman and Brown.  Every question led us deeper and deeper into what he shared with me during his opening statement.  He paused and spoke of the valley before the victory.  After twenty minutes of conversation he was extremely transparent as to whom he truly was creating with and for.  Which raises the question of why so many of us wait decades to make the right choice? 

The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter 112

Listen to "The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 112" on Spreaker. I recently wrote about experiencing a feeling of my head being held under water during a baptism. Inside that moment my feet were attached to the center point of walk and don't walk. What is the next step if what's being lived clearly points in two different directions? Which is nothing new to our everyday life and world. I believe we have more choices then Google has answers. We live and breathe in so much information that our insights are clogged like a neighborhood lake. Being a daily writer I couldn't just let the opening sentences of being held under water sit there and wait for a drought. I'm not sure if you've seen a how most baptisms are brought to life these days but at Elevation it's not just the student and the campus minister. It's three people. Once you are laid back into the openness of a public confession two people are there to help guide your body back to the strength of your feet. So in writing about being under water you have to ask if it was a learning point of not knowing what's around us? That too often we get locked in on what we think all of this is supposed to mean without attempting to rely on those who've dedicated their present steps to lifting you to a better place. I also wondered if the moment truly was about the campus minister and the student, why wasn't the one being baptized helping to lift his own body above the water? These are two very important points that require the ability of activating a choice. If your decision is to stay beneath the water eventually you'll run out of air. Being lifted to a new life isn't a solo sport. It requires the awareness of all things that made the moment and participation in the process is essential to growth. Think about how your every day moves through its motions and emotions. I hear people all the time complaining about being held back or down and they feel as if there's no life left in their dreams. Open your eyes and see if there are dedicated and determined people around you to help lift your spirit back to into place. If it's a situation of you and the boss or coworker, work together in rebuilding. You can't and won't find victory and or success being "I"

Why You Should Study The Runners High

Listen to "Why You Should Study The Runners High" on Spreaker. We've all heard the term the runners high. Being a creative person I'm blessed with multiple creative rushes everyday. Going to those places that feel like you totally disappeared. When you return art sits next to your worn out shoes. Getting into that zone isn't always so easy. At times we kick,push and stumble our way through the struggles of mentally taking off only to realize it just isn't going to happen. When it doesn't there's a let down. Going through it several times can usually lead to creative or sports minded people to quit doing what once brought them incredible inner peace. Have you tried meditation? Getting into that open space requires practice. Your mind wants to play. It wants you to think about other things. You might disappear for two minutes or three seconds. Practicing everyday allows that field to locate new roots. Yoga is a fantastic way to get yourself on the inside. One problem. If you can't make it to class your mind body and soul won't locate mindfulness on its own. That's where discipline comes in. Meditation rewards your system of choices. Don't look at it as a chore or more weight. See it as a gift that opens the window for you to be closer to the self you are and will grow into. In this method of sharing be grateful for where the energy arrives. Disappearing inside that runners high or creative rush is a beautiful escape. You need to give back. Whatever grows from your time away share it with a passerby. Allow the energy to move through you and into another. It's the art of flow. Let it grow forward and outward.

The Path

Listen to "The Path" on Spreaker. It's not a Montana thing. I love studying paths. I've been known to sit on a forest floor and take notes about how and why the path exists. How it got there is the mystery. So much so that it's allowed my thought process to accept the paths that it too has created. We all have paths. More importantly those paths have swift curves and some that seem out of place. Where along the way did you take a turn? Did it pay off or were you forced to twist? Mountainside paths are beautiful places to follow but can the same be said about the paths you've made? I write everyday at sunrise to do nothing more than listen to the lines in the sand. To cross over them not in judgement but peace. Thich Nhat Hahn came to the U.S. to peacefully protest the Vietnam War. He didn't raise his voice nor did he hold banners with outrage. His mission was peace therefore he kept true to his path. We all want peace but how many of us activate it's presence in our now? Bosses are always going to drive you crazy. Walk in peace. The end result of productivity is going to create a more successful campaign. Your kids endlessly playing video games is another battle ground. Locating a peaceful and not forceful conclusion is the task at hand. Peacefully handling the situation lays down the path for them to follow. I honestly believe the temper I displayed in my teens to late 30's was based on how my father always felt reason to raise his voice. I used his path in my life and realized how wrong it was. Through meditation I'm able to see the proper path which leads to better choices. Learning to study the turns you make on the paths you create helps you open your heart to accepting change while everything around you is being challenged. Walk in peace. Activate it.

That Dark Spot

Listen to "That Dark Spot" on Spreaker. I'm not saying all of them but most men and women of comedy come from dark places. Yet they've got the incredible ability to generate amazing amounts of gut busting laughter from those who've chosen to sit in those clubs and chairs. How is that possible? Most people we work with or live with suffering from the same dark spots become weight rather than that place others can escape. Not just comedians but the majority of all creative people from major businesses to songwriters to landscapers know of that place that has figured out how to take them down. Sadly as of late I can say and take you out. I'm deeply bothered by the talent we are losing because of unexpected moments of defeat that lead to actions of silenced forever. I sat with a circle of open minded religious leaders a few years back asking to help create a support group for all creative people. I was quickly reminded that God heals all things. Yeah I get that but even the most spiritual fall from those beautiful pages of grace. In May of 2016 I wrote about what isn't written and how those empty pages actually serve as divided paths. Two years after being extremely open inside my daily writing I break down what it's like to face those dark spots in the heart. It's time to listen to them. To understand that its more about taking less medication and physically generating the presence of actuality. To open the mind to freeing the heart. To get there it has to be spoken not thought about. It has to be the conversation not a feeling felt while driving alone. I created the iHeart Radio channel Poetic Elevation for the purpose to serve the creative at heart. To be transparent and extremely real in times when religion doesn't support such circles. I get it. And so does Casey Crimmins at Multiply Church. Being real leads to the first step. Just don't go silent.

The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter 111

Listen to "The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 111" on Spreaker. For some this might be too heavy. Accepting the moments that feel out of place during the tragic loss of a loved one. It's been two months since word reached me about my brother. Never once have I felt hurt and or alone. All too many times along the path I kept hearing the preachers in the pulpit shout out about Jesus and his guarantee to give each and everyone of us an everlasting life. Great sales pitch right? Wow and all we have to do is accept his presence? The eye opener for me actually took place in 2015 during the unraveling moments of learning about my father's passing on Facebook. Devastated? Yes. Lost? Empty? Confused? No. Before I slipped into a pair of teenager shoes I took the preachers everlasting hook and made it a part of my process of growth. I could be wrong but everlasting means the presence of my family is very much alive inside my mind body and soul. The everlasting is the existence of our continued steps locked on forward and outward motion. I started two huge writing projects after each new chapter was given birth. This very radio show is the result of hearing my father's voice and command beyond that tragic dip into the world of social media. The journey and journal I'm using for my brother's voice to be heard will also one day serve. There's a difference between accepting the agreement about having an everlasting life and physically living with people already enjoying the everlasting life. Being aware of how things move through you invites peace and not question. You are not alone. You will not be in fear. If it shall rise then let it speak through you by way of the tip of a writing instrument. Yep... You're gonna cry. Wow where's the positive in that? When you begin to see how the everlasting is the continuation of everything.

Too Much To Take

Listen to "Too Much To Take" on Spreaker. The information generation is completely bloated by all that's available. We've lost our purpose and point. It's like walking into a martial arts school to take note of the over achiever that's doing everything possible to please the master but doing nothing to learn from the physical presence of knowledge. It's easy to see why so many college students aren't reaching the levels of success they studied for. With all that information going through your ears and eyes where do you have time to physically activate its potential growth? It doesn't work that way. Since we paid to be in class it should be the automatic next step. There's something to be said about gaining access to success through channels of failure. That's why I endlessly wish all future school teachers should spend half their first semester in a classroom learning actuality rather than spending four to ten years getting the education then turning their back on the system of education because every classroom is an energy breaker. For twenty years I always made sure my students heard these words, "Steal my art." Basically meaning believe in the continuation of how I learned from people who learned from people and so on. Take from my experiences so that you can grow forward and outward. I don't say that anymore. Nobody was replacing what people were taking. That's not selfish. I've just become more wise with who receives the information. How do preachers make it from Sunday to Sunday? How do elementary teachers feel when end of the year test scores revealed seriously low numbers? Business leaders are no different. There's too much information to take. Everybody thinks they're an expert without doing one day of actuality. Accountability must be the resource or be forced to keep changing.