Tears – What A Concept!

February 2nd, 2016

TearsYesterday, after a particularly difficult, but productive discussion with the Missus, I looked over at Julia in a moment of silent contemplation, and it just suddenly struck me how much I loved her. I saw her sitting there smiling that smile at me and it just melted my heart. Yet again.

The love between us just rushed forth in a wave and filled me with that wondrous energy that we all live for. Tears came to my eyes and I simply buzzed with that ol’ feeling.

Tears came to my eyes …

In my oft analytical mind, I thought to myself, “Now why did that happen? Why did water spring from the tear ducts under each eyeball?” Actually I began to wonder who put those little holes and tubing there in the first place? Now I know why they’re there, of course – to lubricate the eyeball. But who ever thought that that mechanism should also be tied into our emotion in such a way as to be a release point of strong emotion?

We cry at sadness, we laugh until we cry, we cry at joy, and I had just cried with love.

I had quickly wiped my eyes so that Julia would not see me crying. Now why’d I do that?! Embarrassment, I suppose – embarrassment at crying (How unmanly!). Or was it embarrassment at leaking water? :o)

Weird.

We get filled with some form of emotion – sadness, anger, joy, love – and so we fill up beyond the normal with a particular kind of energy and push out these things called “tears” — out of ready made holes that somebody or some thing placed under our eyeballs.

Even weirder.

Thinking about this, yet again, makes me wonder, yet again, just who or what it was that thought this all up. It certainly wasn’t me! I just inhabit this body for a time. I also intend to outlive it.

But, as I get older now, I find myself often stopping and wondering at the amazing touches of invention, creativity and design given us to play with in our lifetimes.

Bodies.

Pretty cool, eh?

Tears …

What a concept!

Healing Of Poisoning

January 24th, 2016

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One morning while brushing my teeth I called my wife over and asked her to check out an itchy place on the upper back of my left arm – a place hard to see in the mirror. She responded, “Yeah, you have a little red rash about the size of my thumb there. Just keep it clean and it will go away.”

I forgot about it for a couple of days; then I decided to check it out myself using two mirrors. The rash had not gone away and, in fact, was bigger. The following morning it had spread down my arm nearly to my elbow.

At this point I made a big mistake. I went on line and typed in the description of it in Google hoping to find a quick and simple holistic cure. What came back at me was frightening. On several sites my description matched up perfectly with a known disease that was curable, but all sites told me that this problem would be recurring now for the rest of my life – it would come and go, but there was no permanent cure for it.

I’ve been taught that there are 3 steps in healing: 1. Identify the problem, 2. Cast out the erroneous belief, the mental cause of the problem, and 3. Fill the void with powerful truths that establish that I am the perfect child of God.

My mistake was that I thought that identifying the problem meant that I needed to become aware of the name of the disease. Not so.

Along with my growing fear, the rash progressed rapidly and by the third morning my entire left arm was covered with red boiling skin and I wondered if I had been bitten by a spider because my arm had clearly been poisoned. I could see it. It began to swell and the pain in my fingertips was like needles stabbing whenever I touched anything.

I had never had anything remotely like this in my life. I wore a long sleeve shirt and then a glove so that my wife could not see this because I did not want to scare her and have her hold this image in her mind.

In my life I’ve never gone to doctors, never taken medicine and never gone to the hospital because I’ve handled all my physical problems with prayer and a scientific approach to healing that I’ve been able to work for over 60 years. Also as a child my mother was a terrific healer who taught me the principles of not only healing, but also simply staying healthy. I’ve led a blessed life.

So I never considered going to a doctor or finding a medicinal cure. That idea was just not in my system.

I knew I had to really tackle this because the condition was advancing so rapidly and I could feel and see it moving from my arm into my body.

I told my wife, Julia, that I was going to go into our bedroom, shut the door, and not come out until I had this thing under control. I told her to stay out and just leave food at the door and knock. She completely supported my wishes.

The first day in my room I prayed, I read and studied the Bible and several books and articles on healing that gave me powerful truths to work with and think about in my quest.

I knew I had to first dispel the fear and quickly realized my mistake in going on line and identifying the name of the disease. This act had given me nothing but fear to contend with.

I realized that the first step of “Identifying the problem” did not mean to identify the physical problem, but rather it meant to identify the mental cause of the physical manifestation. I asked myself, “What mental thoughts had poisoned my thinking resulting in a poisoned arm?”

I made a list. I spent several hours that first day looking deeply at my life and my erroneous thinking. I searched through relationships with other people, my business ethics, my confusions of sexuality, my angers, my resentments, my regrets, and I came up with seven or eight real confusions in my life. I wrote these down in a notebook that was full of uplifting thoughts that I had collected. Some of these confusions were more recent and some were life long. I approached my thinking with a fine-tooth comb and left no stone unturned (to mix the metaphor).

I went to sleep that night determined to right these wrongs in my thinking, but exhausted by the day’s concentrated metaphysical work, upset with myself for letting my thinking get away from me, and still afraid that this might be too big a problem for me to handle.

When I woke up the next morning the rash was much worse. It had spread across my chest and stomach and was now half way down my right arm as well and crawling up my neck into my face. I remember looking in the mirror into my own eyes and saying out loud, “Well, Pete, it’s now or never. You’ve got to take a mighty stand here and align yourself in God’s Love for you.” I knew I needed to see only the perfect man, destroy the tremendous fear that was welling up in my body and mind and find out for once and for all if I could handle this healing thing with strength and assurance.

I went back to work. I looked deeply at my seven ‘sins’ and sorted out the errors of my thinking until each wrong was righted, promises to myself made and right thinking restored.

I did not work at all on healing a rash, my arm or the name of a disease. I worked on healing and eradicating poisonous thought. Better said, I eradicated poisonous thought problem by problem, step by step. I worked on my commitment to my own purity, and where I saw impurity, I cleansed.

I decided not to check myself in the mirror because I knew that the physical manifestation was not the cause but the result. So my only concern was the cause. Eliminate the cause and there can be no result. This made perfect sense, so I stayed with this practice and demonstration for about 6 hours.

Julia would occasionally knock and ask, “How ya’ doin’?” I would answer, “Hold only the highest thought for me.” She did.

About 6:00 that evening of the second day of seclusion, as my fearful thought began to break, the skin on my arm also began to break and drain. I had to change my shirt several times that night and I did not get much sleep because of the itching, but I knew that the itching was a sign of healing and one time when I changed my shirt I did notice that the rash had not progressed the way fear had suggested it might.

I finally got about 2 hours sleep after the sun had risen on the 3rd day.

When I woke up, I went right back to work purifying my thought. Julia had been sleeping out on the couch in the living room, brought me breakfast, knocked and left it at the door. I ate and went right back to work. I made deep promises to myself, and deep commitments to my understood truths of behavior and thinking.

One example of the depth of my thinking was this:

As a young boy I was always fascinated with war. My playmates and I would spend long hours every afternoon lying under the bed or hiding in closets fending off the Germans or the “Japs.” I carried these childhood fantasies forward in my life in the following way. Often at night as I lay in bed trying to go to sleep, I would imagine myself in a foxhole with a machine gun. The enemy would be coming across the no man’s land before me in the darkness and I would shoot up a flare to light their approach and mow them down.

The foxhole was safe. I knew I would never die. It was my way of feeling protected from all harm. It was a weird and very false means of personal safety. In my work during those three days, I clearly understood the fallacy of this bad habit. I also understood that I had gone to sleep for far too many nights killing people. I was shocked at this realization and so clearly saw the error of my ways that I committed to never allowing that scenario to enter my mind again. I have since refused to pick up a gun in my imagination. I’m done with that fantasy.

I had to then find peaceful ways of entering sleep and I did.

This habitual error of thinking was clearly poisonous. Actually the habit was easy to stop because I so clearly understood the wrong of it.

About 5:00 that afternoon on the 3rd day. I opened the door to my bedroom and came out for the first time. I said to Julia, “I’m healed.” And she responded, “I know.” The rash was still there, but I knew the cause was gone. No cause/no result.

When I work up the next morning the rash was only on my arm and had totally disappeared from the rest of my body. By mid day the rash had disappeared from my hand and forearm and within the next day was gone completely except for one little spot high up on my left arm where it had started.

I cannot even begin to describe the feelings of gratitude, triumph and joy I felt at this wondrous healing. My skin simply came back to its full normality with an instantaneousness that was a true testament to the power of mental healing.

An interesting note here: The 1”x1” spot hung on for two weeks on my arm. I saw it as a reminder that I had several major new commitments in life to demonstrate. It was a warning not to let go of the truths that I had learned and realized in my 3 days. In a strange/odd way, I was grateful for it. It said to me, “Don’t forget this lesson. Don’t become complacent and let things slide. Stay committed to your new-found principles. Prove the efficacy of your realizations. When, in the next two weeks, I was able to reconstruct my life with new and better habits, the spot disappeared – for good.

A very wise track coach once said to us in an inspirational prayer meeting before a track meet, “Boys, a healing, as you know, is no further away than your next thought … but then the thought after that, and the thought after that, and the thought after that, and the thought after that, …”

This always stuck with me.

I’ve stayed with the truths discovered back then in my life and in the four years since have experienced no further rash, poison or recurrence. I’m clear that as I stay to my principles, I am safe in the arms of Love.

That one healing was so worth the agony, the fear, the pain. I learned from it – big time.

I’m a better man for the experience.

 

David Bowie And Fame

January 14th, 2016

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I can’t say that yesterday I was a huge fan of David Bowie’s, but I am now. Why is it that often when someone leaves us, we appreciate them more?

I got an email today, after his passing yesterday, that linked me to Mr. Bowie’s 12 greatest moments on stage. I watched the first one just to pay my respects, but then I was hooked. For the next couple of hours I watched and listened to this great artist spin his magic on stage. I became a huge fan and that will never go away.

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David Bowie: an absolutely gorgeous man with true originality and filled with music. A committed actor, a fascinating performer with charisma just pouring through him to his screaming, devoted audience. He had it all.MTE1ODA0OTcxNTYyNTk5OTQ5

I had the thought that if the Martians came to Earth and wanted to experience a couple of interesting Earthlings, I’d first like to introduce them to David and his wife, Iman. What a couple!

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I’ll stick my neck out here and say that David Bowie was probably the Rock n’ Roll wayshower. He paved the way with his androgynous self and was always one of the leaders of style, content and musical groove. A true entertainer. And yes, the epitome of cool.

The song that stopped me in my tracks and required 5 listening/watchings today was his song, Fame. Its totally infectious groove, its ferocious drive and its classic funk put the song in my top 10 Rock n’ Roll songs of all time. In one word, the title word, he miraculously captures a boatload of feelings. It is musical genius at its best. That one word, repeated throughout the song in several different ways captures his disdain of fame, his deep insight into the concept and his star power.

Fame

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Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow
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Fame, it’s not your brain, it’s just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane
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Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
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Fame, “Nein! It’s mine!” is just his line
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Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Really, really?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool

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Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain
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His chant reminds me of my own bout with fame and my own personal insights into the word. You can find this in this week’s Looking Back post on my blog. Here’s a link if you’re interested:

http://sparksfromthefire.org/2009/03/on-fame/

It’s a good story told many times by yours truly over the years.

We lost a great artist yesterday – a truly original man. But, of course his music remains – his videos, his originality, his charm, his amazing talent …

Bowie Lives!

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Life Seems So Fragile Sometimes …

January 2nd, 2016

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Ah Simon, where are ye now?

He was my friend. He is my friend.

This is not the post that I thought would start the New Year, but this is the post. This is not the way Simon’s life on Planet Earth was supposed to end, but this is the way it ended.

The unexpected passing of a friend … and how to cope.

I never shook hands with Simon, never sat in the same room with him and shared thoughts face to face, never had the chance to throw my arm around him and hug him like a buddy.

For that matter I never stood in the same continent with him.

He was Simon from Down Under … Australia. We met through church and music. We would have long talks about those subjects and also the world often on SKYPE – he, late at night before going to bed, and me, at the crack of dawn. We never got to know each other on the same day.

But we got to know each other – time and distance be damned. They were irrelevant.

The last time we spoke was through an email he wrote. He had some questions about music publishing in the U.S. As usual his questions were intense and deeply curious. We could never just “chat”. It was always a tangle of ideas to be sorted through and organized and then put into action. He was always full of ideas, new designs, new ways, new questions, new life.

On this particular occasion I was headed into my busy season and swamped. I wrote him back that I just didn’t have time at the time. My excuse was a lack of “time” when time was never a part of our relationship. Time be damned.

Next thing I knew, he was gone. I blew it.

Perhaps I could have helped him, perhaps I could have saved him. Perhaps I could have walked with him through it, been there for him, said “goodbye” at the portal.

Life is fragile sometimes. Let’s not forget that. Let’s make the most of every moment. My New Year’s resolution.

Not the resolution I expected, but the resolution I’ve made.

Simon Deppeler rest in peace. I love ya’, buddy.

Update On “Is Anybody Listening?”

December 26th, 2015

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The news is all good.

Our RocketHub crowd funding campaign succeeded on several different levels. Though we did not meet goal, we ended up with $15k plus that we did not have before we started. We not only paid the costs of the campaign, but also ended up with a substantial profit to move forward over the next few months.

We also learned many things about our constituency, our tribe. We learned what kinds of people cared about what we were doing and what kinds did not. We learned who our true fans were and we learned who is content to just watch. And we learned about the types of people that we will cater to and those who are simply just not that involved. This was hugely helpful.

Because of what we learned, we shifted the project and pointed it in the directions of interest. I’ve always said, “We serve you. Tell us what you want in the way of inspiration and inspirational music, and we’ll do our best to provide it.”

You spoke; we listened.

In meetings just recently Watchfire Music will now partner with the Sheen Center For Thought and Culture, NYC in producing a wide variety of inspirational music both as live events performed in and webcast from New York City, and also as a series of 20-minute video modules that can be repurposed for a myriad of events ranging from theatrical to corporate and from church to charity productions.

These modules will address a myriad of world problems, inspire in a most entertaining fashion with pertinent songs and arresting visuals, and tune the ear and eye to a better sense of listening to the heartbeat of the world around us.

“Is Anybody Listening?” will focus the imagination and attention of people around the world on the problems that we face and the solutions that are at our fingertips, and is a clarion call to the world to pay attention.

Our focus audience and clients:

Individuals Seeking Inspiration

Corporations

Fund Raising Benefits

Theatrical Presentations

Nonprofit Charitable Organizations

Church Groups

Here are just a few examples of the issues that the modules would address:

Water — Global Water Crisis

Healing Response to World Tragedy

The Intercession of Science and God in the Universe

Corporate Promotions and Public Opinion Issues

Shootings and Gun Control

Spiritual Awareness

Healing Depression

Terrorism

For those of you who donated, we are working now on fulfilling our obligations to you and clarifying your part in this endeavor over the next few weeks. Thank you and welcome to the fold.

We now have well over a hundred dedicated people working on this project. Our goal is to now add some zeros to that 100. We need each of you to reach out to others who share these interests and would like to help.

These monies and these ideas are just a start, but there is a strong professional foundation underlying this project that insures its success. Between the Sheen Center and Watchfire Music and other great professionals that we will attract, this project will move forward and through music will inspire the world to better listening and therefore better action and reaction.

Join us. It’s a most exciting road we travel.

Great News!

December 14th, 2015

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Just in. As of last Friday and a two hour creative meeting with the staff of the Sheen Center for Thought and Culture, our project has taken a quantum leap forward!

In addition to the webcast, Watchfire Music in conjunction with the Sheen Center would also create a series of 20-minute Music/Video modules that address a myriad of world problems from a library of interchangeable video songs that will provide the content for each 20-minute module.

This all comes under the banner of “Is Anybody Listening?”

The modules would be used to focus the imagination and attention of people around the world on the problems that we face and the solutions that are at our fingertips.

The modules would address a number of issues and can be re-purposed at will to fit the needs of organizations around the world. They would be presented through webcasts and video streaming with live hosting by, but not limited to, the following:

Individuals Seeking Inspiration
Corporations
Fund Raising Benefits
Theatrical Presentations
Nonprofit Charitable Organizations
Church Groups

Here are some of the issues that the modules would address:

Healing Response to World Tragedy
Water — Global Water Crisis
Corporate Promotions and Public Opinion Issues
Corporate Workshops
The Intercession of Science and God in the Universe
Shootings and Gun Control
Non-Denominational Spiritual Seeking
Terrorism
Spiritual Awareness
Healing Depression
Life, Death and Beyond
Armed Conflict and the Nuclear Potential
Celebration
Poverty and Hunger
Epidemic

So even the Theatrical Concert and Webcast, “Is Anybody Listening” can be shaped to fit your organization’s needs in length and content.

Pretty cool, huh?

Your contribution will support all of this. Campaign ends this coming Wednesday, the 16th.

Thanks for listening.

Is Anybody Listening? — A Few Thoughts #7

December 12th, 2015

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Dear Friend,

One more.

This show, Is Anybody Listening? is not a new idea.  It has been road tested and developed over 7 years now through both the Watchfire Music Listening Room Concerts in New York City that we produced for 3 years, Julia’s national concert tours for 3 years and recently 3 concerts here at home at the Mondo Arts Center.

I also produced The Jenny Burton Experience concerts that ran every Thursday night for 7 years at one of the top clubs in NYC and won just about every NYC entertainment award possible including Entertainers of the Year. Jenny is a cast member.

We’re good at this.

The show itself is both entertaining and most powerfully inspirational.  You may have seen this before, but it bears repeating.

What’s it all about?

Presented as theatrical concert, “Is Anybody Listening” is a deeply personal search into the concept of Listening – not only listening to music, but also listening to each other, to one’s own heart, to the lessons of one’s own past, and ultimately, listening to God.

Written by composer, Peter Link, it challenges the accelerated pace of our fast moving lives and asks us to slow down and rediscover the lost art of listening.

“It explores this through my own personal insights discovered over a half century of songwriting and 18 of my favorite songs written over a lifetime of composition.” ~Peter Link

With titles like “God Is Your Rock”, “Nothing, Only Love”, “A Walk In The Snow”, “I Think On These Things”, “Let Love Find The Way” and “Watercolor” sung by a cast led by Julia Wade, Jenny Burton and Link, himself, the evening soars musically and inspires us all to think more deeply.

It promises to be an evening both entertaining and evocative, and it comes to you from heart to heart.

It deserves the support of our community.

Here’s the link to our Rockethub crowdfunding page with updates: “Is Anybody Listening?”

Thanks for listening.  Now it’s time to act.

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Is Anybody Listening? — A Few Thoughts #6

December 10th, 2015

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Dear Friend,

 

Not difficult.

That’s right. The funding of this project should not be difficult.  The last thing in the world we’d want to do is strap anyone financially, but give this some thought:

We have a reach of about 50,000 people out there who communicate with us, follow us on some level or another and know about our work on various levels.

Of that 50,000 people, we count around 10,000 of them to be what’s now called “True Fans.”  In Internet jargon a true fan is “a term that describes a person’s loyalty to a team, individual, or product.”  Think: someone who consistently purchases our products, who writes in and praises or thanks us for our work, who promotes us on their own to their friends and family and who generally believe in what we are doing.

If each of these true fans gave $3, we’d meet our goal.  However, we have found through previous campaigns that most people are embarrassed to give a dollar or 3 or 5 or even 10.  So they don’t give at all.  Teenagers will give a dollar or $5, but more mature adults won’t. So we set the lowest funding possibility at $15.

If 2000 of these 10,000 true fans each gave $15, we’d meet goal.

If 1000 of these 10,000 true fans each gave $30, we’d meet goal.

If 500 of these 10,000 true fans each gave $60, we’d meet goal.

If 250 of these 10,000 true fans each gave $120, we’d meet goal.

The latter two seem to us to be the area of concentration.  And it’s why we write to you. Yes, to be one of those 250 or 500, but perhaps more importantly to identify someone or a few people in your life who might do the same and then turn them on to the project.

This all comes under the term “networking.”  Think of it as simply telling your friends of a good thing – something that can enrich their lives.

This is the kind of support we need.  We ask you to consider it.

Here’s the link: “Is Anybody Listening?”

Thanks for listening,

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