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Dear God

Today, I admit, I was going to start a blog about a customer service incident I’d had earlier this morning and confess right up front that it was not an inspiring or uplifting tale but I’d tell it anyway.

Instead, I found myself surfing on my Facebook feed and found such an inspiring note that my pettiness of the morning flew right out the window.

Lauren Lane Powell is a lover, a dreamer, one who definitely inspires, a singer, a healer, a drop of love right upon your heart…and Lauren is a fighter!

Over the past year, she has been on the thin thread of a path between life and death, one that required much suffering, much bravery, much personal honesty, and a huge amount of surrender. She did all these things. She was all these things.

As she tangled with her disease, she sought the depths of understanding and union with her Source….she asked and received.  She gave and she was given to. She shared this painful and enlightening journey with us on her Facebook page.

She looked squarely at what was….and what might be…..and what might not be….and on all those paths she never lost herself. Her SELF was there waiting for her just beyond the victory line.

And for all her fight and courage, Lauren was given a large victory which she embraced. You could see her embrace in her light-filled eyes and her wide-angle camera smile which broke across her face. You could see her new-found energies, just as you could see her newly grown hair beginning to grace her once bald head.

At all stages of this journey, Lauren looked beautiful and she was beautiful. And as a normal, sustaining weight returns to her body, so does the voice that she serves so lovingly and faithfully from. So does the angelic music that pours forth from her crystal singing bowls just as the newborn chick comes forth from the egg.

Lauren is in her joy once again and returning to the work and play that she loves so well. The world is much better also,  healing in the same way that Lauren has healed over this long period of time.

One could say that the Earth is in critical shape. It needs critical, loving care to survive. Lauren steps into that challenge.  The Earth is relaxing. I can feel it now.

Lauren Lane Powell

My first event after my wonderful healing! I am so excited to be back in Knoxville!” – Lauren

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SingingTree_Spotlight

Christmas! It’s a great season for music. Music is tea for the soul. With grandchildren, all of whom are performing artists, ages from pre-school through high school, Tom and I attend lots of musical feasts during the month of December. So music, to us, is even more than tea — it is the second helping of dessert.

But you don’t have to be an artist to sing. I am reminded of the Sesame Street song:

Sing, sing out loud, sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad;
Sing of happy, not sad.

Don’t worry if you’re not good enough
for anyone else to hear,

Just sing, sing a song!

In a recent Yoga magazine publication, Scott Bakal suggests singing when you feel as though your heart is locked up by sorrow. He says modern bhakti masters offer ways to exercise the muscles of love and fill your heart to overflowing.

In bhakti yoga, says master Jai Uttal, music is medicine. Singing a mantra, a hymn, or the name of a spiritual guide is another way to treat an aching heart.

“You can sing kirtan sweetly, or sing them fiercely with angst, or sing them with a yearning or whatever emotions are arising in you.”

Keep on singing, even if you get bored, he advises. “Sing until the singing itself becomes part of your molecules, and your heart flows into the ocean of divine love.”

Sing all by yourself, in the shower, in the car, or in the garden — anytime you want to feel uplifted.

Not to worry about what your voice sounds like — kirtan is about filling your heart with love, not about being a great singer, says Bakal.

“No matter our accents, our ability to carry a tune, or our musical aesthetic,” says Uttal, ‘when we sing kirtan, we are awakening our hearts and healing old traumas.”

I’m wondering about holding my warrior poses and bursting out with “Santa Claus is Coming to Town”, in Friday’s class.

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