Giving Voice to Spirit

Out of the Winter Dormance

I'm amazed it has been almost a year since I posted to this blog. Well, it has been quite a year, full of changes and more to come. I wasn't singing for much of that time but am happy to report that the songs are back. Life is flowing forward.

The big change just now is that I am taking down my website My Sacred Ceremony. I might pass it on but the new user will probably want a new domain name. Will still do ceremony on personal request, of course.

And the focus of Giving Voice to Spirit will be shifting also. It will center on sound healing facilitation in its many forms. But you'll have to watch to see how that unfolds. Am redesigning that website as I write and hope to have it up at least by mid May. Will post changes here, so stay in touch.

Another big change is that I am returning to my photography, that is I am learning digital processes. Quite a change for someone who loved the really old processes (cyanotype and Van Dyke). Still a novice but I am enjoying my classes. 

Travel safely through this lovely spring time.

Many blessings

KiP

Sicko, Sicko, A Surprising Treat, Fudge or Not

I dragged myself to see "Sicko", because I ought to. You know, civic duty and all. I've never seen a Michael Moore movie, but I've heard lots about them. So I was fully prepared to feel, well, Sicko, afterwards. Was I surprised.

I laughed, sometimes sarcastically, but sometimes just laughing. I cried. To my surprise they were real tears of compassion and gratitude, not anger. And I learned, really learned. And I thought I was fairly well informed.

Medicine has been a big part of my life. Working in the field and having a lot of family in the field has been tempered with coping with chronic conditions that are difficult to treat with the standard pill and scalpel routine. And as I age I have witnessed many going without because of the high costs, or risking yearly trips north or south of the border. So I thought I had a handle on both sides.

Well, it just doesn't have to be this way. I was especially moved by the young woman overseas who felt guilty because at a young age she had care that her parents had worked all their lives to attain, and still don't have what she has.

Now, I know the hearings on Guantanamo Bay were to combat criticism of prisoner mistreatment, but Michael Moore used them quite deftly to show our severe mistreatment of our own. His reaction was clever, funny, and unfortunately very sad.

Sorry I didn't catch the name of the English gentleman who discussed the British system, but he was so right-on when he pointed out that an educated populous is difficult to govern. He correctly pointed out that when a people are so demoralized by the burden of health care and other worries they don't vote, they don't participate in government at any level.

Yes, Micheal Moore and Sicko brought out some extremes. Doesn't it take extremes to get attention in our fast paced, over stimulated, demoralized nation? But he did a superb job of getting his point across.

I look forward to seeing the impact this movie will have. Or will it be buried by lack of media exposure and censorship? Are we ready as a people to take on the Powers-that-be and fight for our lives or are we too afraid?

Sicko is definitely a must see. And don't worry, you'll laugh, you might cry, but it won't hurt too much...at first.

Over coming an Identity Crisis, Voice to Spirit Expands

Why do some people always know who they are and where they are going? What id the secret? And do I really want it?

It seems I have struggle with one identity crisis or another most of my life. My conundrum is, is it a curse or a blessing?

When it feels like a curse I want to blame whatever is at hand; physiology, fate, the world, the universe. But when it is a blessing, an opportunity, I am truly grateful to the Creator for my next adventure.

Problem is most identity crises feel like a curse at the begining and only later can I see the blessing, the magnificent opportunities, that I have been gifted.

Yes I have a point here. My prodigym Voice to Spirit, seems to have inherited my penchant for identity crises.

My original intent was to offer a blog that followed my journey as I explored my roll as a Sound Healing Facilitator as well as what is unfolding in the larger arena as Sound and Vibrational Healing move into the Mainstream of our culture.

However, I keep running into issues that I want to address that do not neatly fit into this niche. Like the ordinary/extraordinary riches that are offered ones Spirit noted in the previous blog or my gift of consulting with Shaune Clarke.

Yes, this is probably more of an issue for me than for you. You see my original limitation was Spirit as in the Divine, God, Creator. But spirit according to Webster can just as well reference a mood, vigor and courage, dominant tendencies, vigorous sense of membership, true meaning of intent...and don't those definition speak to the "larger" Spirit as well? Now I don’t anticipate including other definitions or that I’ll wander off into regaling you with alcoholic meanderings, since I tend to get migraines form most of its forms. However, I am “loosening” my restrictions on my definitions for Spirit, in hopes that I will be freed from my own censorship of what I can include in this Blog.

A very wise woman once advised me that when we censor parts of ourselves, that censorship tends to bleed over into other aspects of our intrinsic being. Will freeing myself in this manner free up my energies to better pursue my original intentions? I know I've felt stifled and unsure about sharing my adventures this spring. And I have met so many interesting, knowledgeable, wonderful, empowered people. And the experiences! There is so much more that I am still digesting from the World Sound Healing Conference and my latest, the HealthRhythms Facilitator Training sponsered by Remo Drums. I trust that more of those adventures will be forthcoming.

As I ponder, take care of your self.

Blessings

KiP