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Attention

Because I was paying attention, this message came through to me through sleepy eyes this morning. A Facebook friend named Don Robertson was the messenger who delivered it to my heart.
“Attention is a tangible measure of love. Whatever receives our time and attention becomes the center of gravity, the focus of our life. This is what we do with what we love: We allow it to become our center. What is at the center of your life? Look at your appointment book, your daily schedule … this is what receives your care and attention – and by definition, your love.”
~Wayne Muller

As the end of the year approaches, I just bought a 2012 calendar, as I am booking dates for presentations and  social gatherings. Since it jumped off the shelf at the bookstore the other day,  I chose The Four Agreements by don Miguel Ruiz as the theme next year as a means of reminding me what is important in my life. My 2011 date book has quotes by Yogananda as guides.   Although it is filled to overflowing with times and words that represent my agreements with the world, they are mostly joy-filled- to- overflowing things. They remind me that I matter and that the people in my life matter. And I do shower them with love. There are times though when droughts occur that carry with them worry and fear, with thunder and lightning crashes and flashes of “What if I can’t get it all done? What if I let people down? ” I do the best I can to calm the storm and watch carefully for the rainbow left in its wake. I then take time to focus on self care; which includes gym- yoga-on-and-off-the-mat -massage-meditation-dancing-nature-loved ones-brightly-painted-toe-pedicure-time.  Those activities refresh me so that I am able to devote attention on the essence of love that is always present, whether or not I am aware of it.  My center of gravity is balanced by the influx and outflow of that core energy that I am convinced fuels the planet. For a long time, the equation had been a bit lopsided, as I had not allowed myself to be on the receiving end. When I recognized that there could truly be no giver if there was no receiver and the cycle could not be complete, I surrendered to the inevitability that I was just gonna have to surrender and accept, allowing the Universe to shower me with blessings too. When my cup runneth over, there is simply more to give. And THAT is worth my time and attention.

Where Is The Love? by The Black Eyed Peas

 

Musitarian

I met Barry Goldstein at what for me was a paradigm changing event called Celebrate Your Life. His music reached out to me, as did his welcoming smile and open heart. I attended a morning workshop that had us chanting and balancing our chakras, being moved by the music. Barry’s latest release entitled Shine kept me company on the drive from Phoenix to Sedona and back again after the conference. Memorable and easily ‘sing-a-long-able’, the songs have such as enticing titles as: Love 444,  Dance In The Stars,  Sacred and my favorite called Om Shalom.  Barry is a member of The Positive Music Association.

How do you live your bliss?
As I create music and am connected to creator during the process, I move into states of bliss that are embedded in the music, sound and vibration.  Every time that I am performing a song and someone is touched I live my bliss.
When someone uses a musical piece I composed to assist them in getting to sleep I am living my bliss.  As my work ripples out to the world and touches others I live my bliss…
Has music long fed your soul?
Yes…music has nourished my being since I was 2 years old. It has always been a language for to me to express myself on many levels…I call music the Universal Language of Love!
Many musicians tell me that their music writes them or plays them. Is that the same for you?
It varies for me. Sometimes songs come to me in dream state…sometimes I am writing lyrics out on napkins in a restaurant…Sometimes melodies come to me in the midst of conversations or an idea comes to me in a movie theatre.
It’s a combination of it playing me and me playing it…it’s what I call Divine Co- Collaborations.
It seems that your music spans different genres and reaches a variety of audiences. How do you bridge those worlds?
What I enjoy most is weaving different genres and influences to bridge audiences and take them on a journey to somewhere they have never been.  As they embark into new musical territories it allows them to have an opening or a new experience. I create the bridge by weaving different elements (sounds, vibrations, frequencies and rhythm) and combine that with intentions that are embedded in the music for a specific purpose.
You call yourself a ‘Musitarian’ . What does that mean to you?
The word Musitarian came to me while meditating.  I define it as someone who utilizes music to assist others in improving their quality of life.
How does music heal?
It really depends how you define healing…for me anytime a block can be released in the Physical, Mental, Emotional or Spiritual bodies the potential for healing can occur.  Many times songs are like Ah Ha moments…Just like when your read a self help book.  In that Ah Ha moment we are releasing a limited belief system that has been blocking us in some way.  Music does that so beautifully because it allows us to journey from our mind to our hearts where healing occurs.
Can you relate any music miracles?
Sure…When I opened up for Dr Michael Beckwith at Celebrate your life in Chicago I was singing a song called There’s an Angel Watching You.The lyrics to the song are:
One white feather from the sky, there’s an angel watching you.  I noticed a lady sitting in the front row was sobbing.  I could tell she was having a very healing experience; she wasn’t even wiping her eyes and was just allowing her tears to cleanse her.  She was dressed in beautiful Native American ceremonial clothing.  After the lecture she came up to me and introduced herself…She said, “My Native American name is White Feather”!  There are always miracles around us and we are constantly being guided.
It was just a reminder to me that White Feathers come in all shapes and sizes and are the angels way of letting us now we are not alone.  There are a lot of other stories on my website http://www.barrygoldsteinmusic.com/testimonials.htm
Since the chakras are part of our energetic system and they resonate at certain frequencies, would it be accurate to say that we are finely tuned musical instruments?
Absolutely…look at the words that are embedded into our language that support that. E.g.:  I really resonate with that or
She gave me really sound advice or our relationships are Harmonious. We are constantly fine-tuning our lives and our vibration changes on a daily basis.
How do your spiritual beliefs influence your music?
Its kind of the other way around…my music influences my spiritual beliefs.  Music constantly teaches me that we can move beyond the boundaries that we create for our self.  We are powerful beings that have the ability to create Divine Co-collaborations. Sri Chimnoy’s Quote on music says it all:
“God is the Supreme Musician. It is He who is playing with us, on us and in us.
We cannot separate God from His music. The universal Consciousness is constantly being played by the Supreme Himself, and is constantly growing into the supreme musician.”
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Barry Bio:
Barry Goldstein’s musical experience spans many styles and genres from Co-Producing the Grammy Award winning track ” 69 Freedom special with Les Paul for Best Rock Instrumental in 2005, to providing ambient music for Shirley MacLaine. Barry has composed and produced for Television, Film, Major record labels and Top Ten Recording artists and has worked with some of the hottest studio musicians in the industry!
Barry believes strongly in the healing aspects of music and is a translator of Sacred Sound and Inspirational Song. He is a musitarian whose passion is sharing music, or as he calls it, “The Universal Language of Love” to assist in improving quality of life on an individual and global level.
As a performer, Barry has shared music from his critically acclaimed series “Ambiology” and his inspirational album “The Moment” with audiences worldwide. He has opened up and shared space with New York Times Best-Selling Authors Wayne Dyer, Gregg Braden, Doreen Virtue, Carolyn Myss, Dannion Brinkley, Neale Donald Walsh, and James Van Praagh and has touched the audiences of Authors Deepak Chopra, Marianne Williamson and Dr. Michael Bernard Beckwith. Mr. Goldstein has hosted radio shows, written articles and facilitates workshops on utilizing music, sound and vibration in the healing process.   He performs concerts internationally—touching people with “Music from the Heart.”
His music is being used globally as well as individually in hospitals, hospices, wellness centers, and individual practices. Barry has presented at Grand Rounds, a ritual of medical education, providing valuable information on utilizing music and mindfulness techniques to assist patients and doctors on improving quality of treatment. He recently opened and presented at the American Association of Naturopathic Practitioner’s convention and Barry’s music is the first to be distributed by Natural Partners, one of the premiere one-stop shopping centers for medical professionals wishing to improve patient health.
Barry Goldstein
“Music From The Heart”
www.barrygoldsteinmusic.com

Message Music

 

Music is soul nourishing and the month of November offers a reminder that there is a huge buffet of  delicious, yummy, delectable, fat, calorie and cholesterol free  musical options. It is deemed  Positive Music Month by an organization call  The Positive Music Association.  Imagine if you will, a room filled wall to wall with musical selections, ranging from singer-songwriter folky to bluesy and funky, from dance-able pieces that set your toes a’tapping, to sweetly meditative strains. What each of these seemingly diverse styles have in common when offered by the PMA is that they  contain positive messages, designed to uplift and inspire. Think about the music you listen to. Is it reinforcing the life you wish to experience?  If your current diet is weighted heavily on self deprecating thoughts, destructive, racist, sexist, homophobic, violent messages, then I suggest that it is time to revamp your lyrical library.  I have heard people say that they listen to those types of music so that they can ‘get their anger out’. My contention is that immersing yourself in toxic music is no different than rolling around in a vat of acid.

Dr. Emoto, whose groundbreaking work called Messages From Water, subjected frozen water molecules to hateful, negative messages and positive, loving messages and witnessed twisted, distorted images vs. exquisite shapes with each group. He then played various types of music, ranging from  Bach to Beethoven to heavy metal songs. Guess what the outcome was? His contention is that since human beings contain 60-70% water, imagine what those messages and musical input are doing to us!

I know that when I listen to positive music in the car, regardless of what is going on around me, I can chill. Singing along, smiling, I breeze down the highway of life, even if the traffic happens to be bumper to bumper.

Some of my favorite musicians are part of the PMA, including Jana Stanfield, Lew Doty, Karen Drucker, Shawn Gallaway, David Wilcox, Elaine Silver, Michael Stillwater, Scott Grace, Charley Thweatt, Barry Goldstein, Donna Marie Cary. Anne Pogue is the Social Media Consultant and my experience with her is that she is the consummate cheerleader for message music.

Some samples:

Love Will Show The Way by David Wilcox

Face of God by Karen Drucker

There’s An Angel Watching You by Barry Goldstein

If You Only Knew by Donna Marie Cary

King of the Raw by Scott Grace

Heavenly Kingdom by Elaine Silver

Breathe by Lew Doty

I Wish You Strength  by Jana Stanfield

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FG7lV5vylc

Puzzle World by Charley Thweatt

http://youtu.be/2oGatIe_VUc

Chant Wave by Michael Stillwater

I Choose Love by Shawn Gallaway

www.positivemusicassociation.com

 

Saying Kaddish

 

In two days, (11/26/11)  I will honor the first anniversary of my mom’s passing. Thanksgiving 2010 marked the last time I heard my mother’s voice, but not the last time I told her I loved her and would into forever. She was in the care of hospice since May of last year and the roller coaster ride we took had us both buckling our seat-belts in anticipation. Believe it or not, there were times when we could have had our hands raised in the year, laughing with abandon, shrieking at the top of our lungs….wheeeee! The last 6 months of her earthly incarnation, was a journey of juxtaposition:  joy and sorrow, profound spiritual exploration for both of us, facing our fears…hers of dying, mine of being without (in body) the woman who I was closer to than anyone else on the planet. She had modeled that experience when her own mother died when she was 38,  I was 4 and my sister was 2. I am grateful that I had my mother into my 50′s. What I recall was that even though she deeply grieved, she kept on keepin’ on. I never saw her ‘fall apart’ in the midst of her loss. Since I am the proverbial apple that doesn’t fall far from the tree. I too have maintained the ‘broad shoulders’ that my mother always claimed to have and took care of business in the year following her death, which included officiating at her funeral, handling her estate, selling her condo and car, paying her final bills, moving her furniture, donating some of her belongings; sorting through and figuring out what to keep and what to release. These tasks on top of my day job and my other consulting positions and publishing my book….whew, I feel tired just thinking about it. So much of my time goes into thinking that I can’t ever do enough…always lacking in some way. When I consider what I have accomplished, I suppose I can let myself off the hook.

I was looking at photos the other day, smiling and crying; again the polarities. Reminiscing over them, bringing to mind and heart the experiences I shared with my parents and marveled at how blessed I am to have chosen them to raise me. On some level, I do believe in soul contracts and I clearly had one with them. I learned so much about being myself fully. I acknowledge the gift of the love they showered on me. I still have not cried as much as I  had anticipated. Perhaps it is because I feel them so present in my day to day, or that the messages I receive are loud and clear; sometimes coming directly to me and other times, via a reliable person who is able to channel the information for  me. In each one, the feeling of total, unconditional love comes through. A few months after her death, I received an eagerly anticipated gift; a purple and white gingham and floral design bear that I dubbed ‘Mama-Cakes’, since it was a nickname I countered with when she called me ‘Baby-Cakes’. It was lovingly sewn by hospice volunteers from pieces of her nightgowns. It is sitting here in my room, almost winking at me, or so says my oh so vivid imagination; reminding me that I made it through, intact in the first ride round the sun. Not sure what it would take for me to have a good cry over her death. I laugh and cry when either emotional state arises, just holding space for myself or asking friends to be present with me as I am going through the experience.

And so tomorrow night, I will light a white, glass enclosed candle,  and leave it lit until it extinguishes itself, offer up a prayer known as Kaddish,  which in Hebrew means ‘sanctification’ and makes no mention of the word death, but instead acknowledges that events are in Divine Order and Spirit is running the show.  I will remember with infinite love and gratitude a woman who raised me to be able to live without her.

 

“Glorified and sanctified be God’s great name throughout the world which He has created according to His will. May He establish His kingdom in your lifetime and during your days, and within the life of the entire House of Israel, speedily and soon; and say, Amen.

May His great name be blessed forever and to all eternity.

Blessed and praised, glorified and exalted, extolled and honored, adored and lauded be the name of the Holy One, blessed be He, beyond all the blessings and hymns, praises and consolations that are ever spoken in the world; and say, Amen.

May there be abundant peace from heaven, and life, for us

and for all Israel; and say, Amen.

He who creates peace in His celestial heights, may He create peace for us and for all Israel; and say, Amen.”

 

Mourner’s Kaddish in Phonetic Hebrew:

 

Yit-ga-dal v’yit-ka-dash sh’mei ra-ba,
b’al-ma di-v’ra chi-ru-tei, v’yam-lich mal-chu-tei
b’chai-yei-chon uv’yo-mei-chon
uv’chai-yei d’chol-beit Yis-ra-eil,
ba-a-ga-la u-viz-man ka-riv,
v’im’ru: A-mein.


Y’hei sh’mei ra-ba m’va-rach
l’a-lam ul’al-mei al-ma-ya.

Yit-ba-rach v’yish-ta-bach,
v’yit-pa-ar v’yit-ro-mam v’yit-na-sei,
v’yit-ha-dar v’yit-a-leh v’yit-ha-lal, sh’mei d’ku-d’sha, b’rich hu,
l’ei-la min kol bir-cha-ta v’shi-ra-ta,
tush-b’cha-ta v’ne-che-ma-ta, da-a-mi-ran b’al-ma,
v’im’ru: A-mein.

Y’hei sh’la-ma ra-ba min sh’ma-ya,
v’cha-yim, a-lei-nu v’al kol-Yis-ra-eil,
v’im’ru: A-mein.

O-seh sha-lom bim-ro-mav,
hu ya-a-seh sha-lom a-lei-nu v’al kol-Yis-ra-eil,
v’im’ru: A-mein.


 

As we were planning her funeral, I asked her if there was any particular music she wanted played. “Yes, I want that song.”  “What song do you mean, Mom?”  “You know, the one you played for Uncle Jimmy (her brother) and Daddy.”  This is the song she was referring to.

Keep Me In Your Heart For Awhile by Warren Zevon

Shadows are falling and I’m running out of breath
Keep me in your heart for awhile

If I leave you it doesn’t mean I love you any less
Keep me in your heart for awhile

When you get up in the morning and you see that crazy sun
Keep me in your heart for awhile

There’s a train leaving nightly called when all is said and done
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-li-li-lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-li-li-lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sometimes when you’re doing simple things
around the house
Maybe you’ll think of me and smile

You know I’m tied to you like the buttons on
your blouse
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Hold me in your thoughts, take me to your dreams
Touch me as I fall into view
When the winter comes keep the fires lit
And I will be right next to you

Engine driver’s headed north to Pleasant Stream
Keep me in your heart for awhile

These wheels keep turning but they’re running out
of steam
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-li-li-lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-li-li-lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Keep me in your heart for awhile

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