WOW 2014

Musical notes 1I wrote a new song last week.  It came to me just like most of my songs come to me, in an ecstatic download.  I truly do not know from where the words flow, but they show up and never fail to thrill me.

Most times I begin with a line that will eventually be a song, and as I say the words to myself the sound of the syllables as they flow off of my tongue provide a guidepost to the melody within.  Then it is up to me to bring that melody to life.

This morning as I sat down to check my emails I felt inspired to listen to the wisdom of Abraham . . . as channelled through Esther Hicks. I feel a connection to the words she speaks, like I have been there, done that  . . . and simply . . . forgotten about it.  I feel like I am reminded when I listen to Esther speak.  And I understand how she feels when she says she raises her vibration to the point where she can connect with those higher elements and reflect their wisdom.

On the brink of this new year I am faced with many opportunities.  So many possibilities and such unbridled potential awaits in these upcoming months . . . I feel I am ready. . . ready as long as I realize what it is that is important, and what is truly valuable in every experience I will have this year.  It is vital, I understand to remain grounded and connected to what inspired me to do this singing thing in the first place.

Words flow through my thoughts, released by my fingertips to appear on the screen of my computer.   It feels effortless . . . reminding me that it is second nature to reveal what is first nature.

Sometimes I just sit here, waiting.  The words inevitably come, just like they are coming now . . . paragraph after the other, ideas flowing into each other.  This is sacred stuff . . . and perhaps it matters only to me, but then there is nobody else in the room.

I have been playing guitar for a little over a year now, and even though I only know the basics it is interesting how much playing has become a part of my life.  It is deeply satisfying when I can switch chords smoothly and hear the melodies that were only in my head before this be played in a way that I can then convey to the seasoned guitarists with whom I work.

It is also strangely soothing to play the guitar.  I use my thumbnail as a pick, and even though it sometimes makes bruised spots on my thumb and does a number on my manicure, (in some of my more enthusiastic Metalhead-like moments I do get carried away) I love the organic feeling of my fingers on the strings.

It is just one more way of expressing who I am.  I am a musical being, and the love notes that flow unhindered when I create come from that deep pool of inspiration that all artists feel in the process of bringing their ideas to life.

I have met many brilliant, wise men and women along the way.  Many have blessed me with their presence, their encouragement and motivated me with their skill.  Some have since passed on, and naturally, there are many that I have yet to meet.  I am grateful to meet them, to hear them, and to share precious time with them.

I am far more wise when I accept the wisdom of others.

That gratitude extends in a profound manner to the source of inspiration, whatever you or I choose to name it.  And if we do not name it then that is just as good, because inspiration does not require a label in order to inspire.   It is far more fitting not to, I think.

Today is the first day of a brand new year and I am playing my tunes and waiting for the next WOW.   Words of wisdom.

It is a very good day.



Published by Paula D. Tozer

I am a writer, poet and singer/songwriter. I am a Toastmaster, motivational speaker, personal creativity coach, and workshop leader. My most sincere wish is to share my words with others, and that we both benefit from the exchange.

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