Archive for the ‘Healing’ Category

IAL Funder Letter #3

Wednesday, April 6th, 2016

IAL_temp_logo_blue-450

Dear Friend,

So far in my first two letters I’ve asked two questions: “What is the evening all about?” and “Why are we doing this?”

Here’s a third: Who can solve the issues we face in the world ahead?

And here’s how “Is Anybody Listening? will answer it.

Well here we are

Now at last together

Here we are

Soldiers seekers healers are we

What brings us to this mountain top?

What questions lie upon your tongues?

Tell me all about it

What questions lie upon your tongues?

 

Who will heal the world?

Who will save the children?

Who will cleanse the waters of the earth?

Who will heal the world?

Who will stir the ashes?

Who will bring the barren land to birth?

 

Who will rescue the fallen man?

Mend the broken hearted

Build the families

Give back the dignity

That’s now been taken away?

 

Who will heal the world?

Who will bridge the waters?

Who will break the barriers between man?

 

Now you know the answer lies with God

But the task he gives to me

 

So send me up to the mountain top

Send me into the valley below

Send me out into the wilderness

Here I am send me

Here am I   send me

Here I am

 

Who will heal the world?

Who will end the famine?

Who is there to multiply the loaves?

 

Now you know the power lies with God

But the hour belongs to you

 

So send me up to the mountain top

Send me into the valley below

Send me out into the wilderness

Here I am send me

Here am I send me

Here I am

 

Send me into the prison yards

Send me into the heart of danger

Send me out into the battleground

Here I am send me

Here am I send me

Here I am

 

Send me into the broken homes

Send me out into the asphalt jungles

Send me deep into the troubled sea

Here I am send me

Here am I send me

Here I am

 

Send me into intensive care

Send me where the people are dying

There my brothers will be set free

Here I am send me

Here am I send me

Here I am send me

            Lyrics from “Who Will Heal The World”, Act II, Is Anybody Listening?

Won’t you join us in this great adventure? Have you thought about what you can do to make a better world for yourself, your kids, all of mankind?

Here’s how you can participate:

 Donate Now:

http://watchfiremusic.com/wfm/is-anybody-listening/donate-now/

Visit the web page:

Is Anybody Listening

 

Thanks for listening,

Peter Link

 

IAL Funder Letter #2

Wednesday, March 30th, 2016

IAL_temp_logo_blue-450

Dear Friend,

Once again I ask, “Is Anybody Listening?”

If you are, read on.

So now to the question, “Why are we doing this? To what purpose?”

We are doing this to enlighten. We can all change the world by bringing awareness first, and then healing. And music is the medium of communication. Music, a language of Spirit, is a most wondrous medium.

“Next to the Word of God, the noble art of music is the greatest treasure in the world.” ~Martin Luther

Is music powerful enough to move mankind to a spiritual basis? If it is not, what language is? For music is a universal language.

Using music as the great communicator is powerful, but not enough. One must also have content. One must also have the answers to the problems. Those answers, we believe, are found not in material solutions, but spiritual.

Love is the answer.

Let’s look at terrorism as an example.

Evil cannot be solved through material means. Unfortunately, that’s the way the world tries to solve the issues we all face. But as we look around us, we see pretty clearly that that’s not working.

Well, there’s simply a better way to go about this.

Love is the answer.

And if you lose your faith in man

And find your life in disarray

And question how it all began

And why you went astray

And looking back you wonder

If you had only worked from love

And left regrets to yesterday

And let love find the way

 

Where would you be today?

In a quiet space

In a holy place

If you only had worked from love

And let love find the way

 

Then heart to heart and eye to eye

The bond between becomes restored

And all is well in one accord

When you let love find the way

Lyrics from 1st Act Closer, Is Anybody Listening?

 

Only by becoming more conscious of our spirituality will we triumph over the world’s evils. This is what must be learned and demonstrated by all mankind.

How do we convince them (and ourselves) of this? In the same way we teach children — by setting a great example and communicating the truths of existence in a clear and loving way.

Love is the message. Music is the messenger.

Thanks for listening,

Peter Link

PS – Interested in supporting this project?

 Donate Now:

http://watchfiremusic.com/wfm/is-anybody-listening/donate-now/

Visit the web page:

Is Anybody Listening

 

IAL Funder Letter #1

Saturday, March 26th, 2016

 

IAL_temp_logo_blue-450

Dear Friend,

We’re close.  We’re almost there.

I am writing to bring you news of the progress and great growth of our exciting project.

As you probably already know, our company, Watchfire Music, along with the Sheen Center for Thought and Culture in New York City, is now producing a new project called

“Is Anybody Listening? – Concert Theater and Webcast”

It is an evening of inspirational music designed to bring awareness and healing to many of the world issues we all face.

The pilot production, performed by some of NYC’s top talent, opens this July at the Sheen Center in Manhattan and runs through the summer. The show is designed as a live concert piece that will also be filmed for use in shorter segments and webcast all summer to a world-wide audience.

Here is a further insight into the project.

In my over 40 years working as a composer, music producer and stage director in the entertainment business I can’t remember being so excited as I am now.

What is the evening all about?

It’s about the Scarcity of Water, the Dilemmas of Racism, the Dignity of Women, the Struggles with Aging … and it’s about Love – and its potential to heal these problems and more.  And it’s all communicated through the power of music and song.

It’s a new and groundbreaking idea.  It melds the power of Internet technology with live theater and music in a way that’s really never been done before.  So this summer we’ll be developing this idea in a pilot production and webcasting it to the world with the confidence that “Seeing is believing.

We’re writing to you as potential “early believers.” Our RocketHub funding campaign brought us to this point and provided monies for casting, staffing, music preparation and start up costs. We’re now poised, cast and ready to go into rehearsal after five years of careful experimentation and preparation.  Now, we turn to you — our friends, families and followers — for your financial support.  As an “early believer,” you will give light to this project.”

Want to learn more?

Follow these links:

Donor Levels

http://watchfiremusic.com/wfm/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/IAL_Donor_Levels.pdf

Visit the web page:

http://watchfiremusic.com/wfm/is-anybody-listening/

Listen and Watch:

http://watchfiremusic.com/wfm/is-anybody-listening/listen-and-watch/

Imagine Your Own Customized Concert Webcasts

http://watchfiremusic.com/wfm/is-anybody-listening/listen-and-watch/#just-imagine

Donate Now:

http://watchfiremusic.com/wfm/is-anybody-listening/donate-now/

Thank you for joining us and being part of this inspiring journey!

With love and appreciation to each of you,

Peter Link

Healing The Digital World — Part 2

Wednesday, March 9th, 2016

Binary code on a surface of a planet

Just last week, the day before an extremely important session that I had been preparing for weeks, while working, I went to instantiate (to apply or add) an additional virtual instrument to a song that I would be showing the next day to the producer of my new show. Not only would the computer not add the track, but also it told me that I was not even authorized to use the software that would create the instrument of choice.

This had never happened to me. I had worked with this particular software for many years, had authorized (registered) it long ago when I bought it and had upgraded it religiously through the years.

I went to another track whose instrument also came from the same company, an instrument that had been playing just fine only a moment ago, and it would suddenly not play either. I went to its source and was also told again that now I was not authorized to use this instrument either.

So I tried to re-authorize the software with the company, but there were no codes that should have been supplied by the company on line to start the process. On top of it all, it was Saturday and there was no one in tech services at the company. In fact, the company was closed for the weekend and my show and tell was Sunday, the next day.

And on top of that, as I began checking through the four major new songs that I was to play for the producer the next day, I found that a total of 35 instruments, all coming from the same company, would not play and were no longer authorized.

I was sunk. Yes, “sunk.” Panicked, doubtful and confused. And then of course ‘lack of time’ stepped in and made things worse.

I was heartbroken. I had been looking forward to getting this producer on board and excited about my work for weeks and now I would have to cancel.

Then, as I began to work through each of the songs I began to hear other problems as well. It actually seemed as if things were getting worse with each playing of a song.

I went to my back-up hard drive and things weren’t as bad there with the four songs, but as I played through them I could tell that they too were beginning to break down and fall apart.

Now I was in jeopardy of losing the entire songs – all my work over the course of the last several months.

As the problems progressed rapidly, I began to wonder if I had a virus.

The word “virus” stopped me in my tracks. It was the height of my fear and yet it was the word that got me to stop and take a mental stand against disease.

I knew that if I were able to pray for the healing of my body, that since my body and my computer was made of the same stuff, (matter) then why would I not be able to heal my computer and its mental problems as well.

I worked to see and understand that all physical problem manifestations were mental and so I worked on realizing that I didn’t need to heal a computer, some steel parts, some software or digital numbers, etc., but rather I needed to heal the thoughts that resulted in these seeming problems.

So I went to work on the subjects of time, of panic, of stress, of confusion and of divine order.

What that prayer did for me first was to calm me down and put a much higher intelligence in control instead of a fear based consciousness. I took a break and calmed down my rushing thoughts. I reorganized the hours left before my meeting. Saturday evening I went back into the studio and calmly figured out several workarounds that would enable me to play the music for the producer.

The prayer that I worked with was that what I was doing was a right idea that would only benefit all of mankind. That there was nothing in the concept or the way in which I was going about the creation of this concept that was false or ego based or in any way might hurt others. I worked to see the project as a grand and noble idea and that could only result in positive and inspirational communication.

Focusing on this more grand idea calmed my thought and for the first time in many hours I was able to think “straight.” Solutions began to pour through my thought and I calmly implemented them into the rest of the evening so that by the end of the evening, I felt ready for the meeting and was joyously anticipating the sharing of my work. My “workarounds” would get me through the coming session.

After church on Sunday morning I met my producer and together we had a 5-hour meeting in my studio of show and tell and solid work without a single technical interruption or glitch.

By the time I put him on the train at the end of the afternoon, I felt nothing but gratitude for the way the day had turned out. Driving home from the train station I was giddy with gratitude for the way things had gone – especially in the wake of the last 24 hours.

When I got home, I expressed this gratitude deeply (another form of prayer) to Julia, my wife. She too had been working mentally for the right atmosphere for the day. I went downstairs to my studio to shut the room down for the day still filled with the spirit of positive completion, but already preparing my thought to start fixing things first thing Monday.

I knew I had my work cut out for me because I really did not know what had gone wrong in the first place to cause all the trouble or how to go about fixing it.

The suggestion came to me to clean the mental atmosphere of my studio once more before I shut things down. I’ll have to admit that there was still the fear that I was not up to the solving of all the problems that I had to work around. They, in my mind, still existed and remained to be fixed, but I knew that at least on Monday, I might be able to reach tech services at the company and get some help.

Though I had only slept several hours the previous night I then put in 5 more hours of calm and clear cleaning of computer, hard drives, software and song set-ups in a concentrated and organized fashion. The work was focused and governed by intelligence. I was surprised by my energies after so long a day.

I did not address the particular problems per se because never did the authorization warnings come up. Never did I have a single problem from the day before that had befuddled me. All the problems that had caused me to fear had disappeared. I simply did what I call “spring cleaning” to my equipment and software.

By the time I went to bed that Sunday evening everything had be totally restored and all errors reduced to their native nothingness. In fact I grew to understand that the problems had been healed before I began my work that evening.

So did I heal my computer? Yes and no. What I healed was the mental atmosphere around it. The healing of that atmosphere resulted in a digital representation of that atmosphere – simply a studio that worked the way it had always been intended to work.

It was the calming of thought that was the essence of this healing. I marvel at the demonstration and joy at its efficacy.

On Monday, a day that I had anticipated as a brutal and frustrating day only 24 hours ago, I spent 15 glorious minutes running a series of perfect tests on my system. All things back to normal. I then went on with the rest of my life – calmly, gratefully and on schedule.

I have to say that I have no idea what went wrong and also that I do not have any idea what I did physically to “fix” the particular and various problems that occurred on Saturday. With a change of my thought, they had just disappeared.

I don’t see this as a miracle, though others might. I see this as the natural result of a change of consciousness. Essentially I had emptied my consciousness of fear-based thought and refilled it with calm intelligence. The result was that the divine order was restored and that manifested in a more perfect order throughout all things.

Therein lies the healing.

Healing The Digital World – Part 1

Thursday, March 3rd, 2016

computerfear

Many of us fear computers – as well as their counterparts in the digital world. I am a very computer savvy kinda guy. I work with two different monster computers all day and evening long, every day – one in my office and another super computer in my recording studio. I’m good at it. I’ve been doing it for over 30 years.

I bought my first computer back in the early Eighties, a 128 KB “Thin Mac” that then, in the next generation, became the “Fat Mac” and had a rousing 512 KB of memory. :o)

I’ve been buying new Macs ever since.

And yet, it’s true. Sometimes even I am afraid of my computer.

Why?

Fear of the great unknown.

No matter how smart you are, there’s always something you don’t know. And it’s that ‘unknown’ that we fear.

Can I figure this out? Can I learn this new app? Is this new whamzatter way above my head? I have no one to turn to for help. I don’t know how I’ll ever do this by myself!

Sound familiar?

Technology befuddles us all, yet many of us have to deal with it every day. Its plusses are amazing, marvelous, very cool; and its minuses are frustrating and sometimes downright scary.

What we forget, when we are afraid, is that all this digital stuff — computers, software, digital appliances, the Internet — all that scary stuff … came originally from Mind. And since Mind was and is the inventor and originator of the digital world, then it is Mind that is the ultimate governor of the digital world.

So let’s start at the beginning. What is Mind? Some say Mind is God! Some say Mind is intelligence. Some, Mind is the creative source of all things. Some, higher conscious thought. I tend to agree with all the “Somes.”

One thing for sure: All great ideas start in Mind.

When we become afraid, we lose consciousness of this simple fact. We get lost in the fear, we panic, we doubt, we mistrust our own intelligence and lose track in its source in the confusion that is perpetrated by fear.

False Evidence Appearing Real

And so we come up with a lot of false evidence in our fears that even further confuse the issues.

Often “time”, or the lack thereof, then steps in to even further confuse consciousness and then, of course, we’re really sunk. Sunk. Interesting word here. “Sunk.” Not elevated, but sunk down into the mire of panic, doubt and confusion.

Most of know that the digital world is nothing more than a series of numbers placed in rows – actually just a series of zeros and ones (offs and ons) that symbolize or stand for ideas which somehow manifest, simply by their order, tools that are meant to help us in life.

Somehow we human beings came up with this idea and invented the digital world. The technology has gotten so far over our heads that only a rare few really know how it all works.

But then most of us don’t know how our cars really work, or our televisions or our electricity … or our bodies. The truth is we just trust that they do work and go on about our lives hoping they don’t break down. We do simple maintenance to keep things going smoothly, but that’s about all.

I run my own highly technical recording studio on my own. I built it, designed it, wired it and maintain it on my own because when something malfunctions, I have to fix it. I’ve learned to handle all these jobs myself because when something does go wrong, I don’t want to have to call in a technician and wait for him or her to get here and then pay them $150 an hour to get the job done.

Also, because I run my own studio now as an exclusively private studio, I’m the only one who works in it and so it is very seldom that something breaks or goes wrong because I respect it like no others ever would.

I pray for my studio. If you think that’s weird, so be it, but why not? I pray for divine order. I pray that intelligence governs the space, that all those little zeros and ones stay in their divine order and perform the ideas that they were originally meant to represent. There are billions of the numbers that go to work the moment I hit the switches that turn on my studio. If one of those billions of numbers gets misplaced, then things begin to dissolve into trouble. That concept alone is scary, so I pray to know that God’s intelligence that created the idea in the first place maintains its order and functionality.

I’m not going to trust the hardware. I’m going to trust and have faith in the intelligence. That is the creator. And the hardware, the software and all the machines simply reflect the stability of this higher intelligence, this higher Mind.

So I pray for my studio just as you might pray for your family or your state of mind or your body.

But inevitably, as so often happens in life on Planet Earth, trouble seems to raise its silly grin and try to challenge us. This happened to me just last weekend.

Stick around for the happy ending coming up in Healing The Digital World — Part 2

The Glorious Expansion Of An Idea

Tuesday, February 16th, 2016


Why does a light bulb symbolize an idea? Because it represents the expansion of light – the pouring in of light upon a particular subject.

And that’s exactly what is happening now with Is Anybody Listening? – Concert Theater and Webcast. The light around it is growing brighter every day.

It started out to be a piece of concert theater that explored the lost art of listening through music and song, but it has developed these past few months into a far wider and even potentially mammoth project that through both music, multimedia and live performance will explore the awareness, and subsequently the healing of the problems of the world around us.

Consider the power of Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie’s We Are The World released in 1985 and unifying the world, raising millions for charities and going quadruple Platinum in a few short weeks.

Consider the impact of the Beatles’ All You Need Is Love to the Woodstock Nation of people uniting under the banner of Love and essentially standing up against the war in Viet Nam and working for peace.

Consider Peter, Paul and Mary’s If I Had A Hammer, Paul Simon’s Homeless, Joni Mitchel’s Parking Lot …

 The list goes on and on.

Music is a timeless connective that goes beyond language and culture and has the power to unify thought.

And so Is Anybody Listening? — more than any one thing — is about Awareness.

The first step of healing is always to identify the problem, the cause – not the result, but the mental cause of a problem. This is our intention here at Watchfire Music – to identify World Issues that need our attention – not through fear mongering headlines, but through positive value focus on awareness and healing. And while we’re at it, be highly entertaining.

Have you ever been healed by a song? Many have. Music is one of the most powerful tools of communication that we have to effect world thought.

So in June of 2016 we will first present the pilot performance of this endeavor, Is Anybody Listening? and then run it all summer as we develop it at the Sheen Center for Thought and Culture, New York’s newest arts center.

Our first act’s offerings will explore the World Issues of the universal quest for Truth, the dignity of women, racism, aging and dementia, dissolution and solution, and the present solution to it all, Love.

The second act will take one of the greatest problems we face in the future, that of Global Water Scarcity, and begin to investigate it in depth. Aptly named H2O, the concert and webcast uses nature’s cycle of water as a metaphor for mankind’s journey, his grappling with mortality and its multifarious meanings, and finally mankind’s eventual rise to a higher consciousness.

As water follows its natural cycle from sky to earth, to river to ocean, and back to the heavens, so man struggles in the same metaphorical cycle. “H2O” deals strongly with the world-wide problems with water today, its relationship to global warming, and correlates these issues with man’s moral responsibilities to the planet and its people.

The very same water

That is wetting your lips

May have flowed through the streets

Down in New Orleans

 

Or flowed down the cheeks

And spilled upon the piano keys

As the brilliant Tchaikovsky sat

And wrote his Pathétique.

 

Here on this rock

As we journey through time

We live by the grace of water

For it bears within its essence

This miracle of life

And infuses this life into the world

From “Water”, Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

Here on this planet, “Where there is no water, there is no life.” And yet life is everlasting, eternal. A higher consciousness will some day clarify this seeming contradiction and put an end to this fear of scarcity. This is the kind of awareness that we hope to bring to mankind. We are not governed by the laws of matter as it seems, but rather, ultimately, by the laws of Spirit and the Spiritual world that our Spiritual leaders have been revealing to us for centuries.

We hope to continue this exploration through music and lyrics, using the new and exciting tools of technology that are at our fingertips to communicate our findings.

We hope you will join us in this endeavor.

Contact:

Marivic Bay Mabanag

For funding opportunities and partnerships

Email: marivicmabanag@yahoo.com

Cell: 415.845.5004

Or

Peter Link

CEO & Creative Director

Watchfire Music

Email: peterlink@watchfiremusic.com

908.608.3189

IDEA

Healing Of Poisoning

Sunday, January 24th, 2016

Bible

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.

 

Life Seems So Fragile Sometimes …

Saturday, January 2nd, 2016

Simon Deppeler - Recent

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.


Get Adobe Flash player