The Holistic Flute

08/29/2026

08/27/2026

From time to time,
We forget who we are,
The world grasps and pulls:

Our minds go bananas.

We forget to
Stop, Pause and breathe in,
All the wonders,
Our life has been.

All the good we have seen,
The help we have been for others,
(Even a kind word to a stranger,
We may never see again.)

The growth we have been through,
The struggles that got us there,
The joy in overcoming,
Past and current traumas.,
Which liberated us to today.

We know today’s freedom,
Prepares us for tomorrow’s leap,
As we surge on ahead,
To wherever we will be.

08/23/2026

Somewhere is here,
Sometime is now,
Someone is me.

Where else could it be,
When else,
And Who else?

In every moment,
Right now,
Right here,
We have a choice.

We can feel what was,
That brought us to our awareness,
We can ask for guidance,
To help us through.

We can choose the solution,
Or choose to ignore it,
Then we are no longer,
Here,
Right now,
Only someone lost in the muck,
Helpless in the world.

Until we again realize:
Somewhere is here,
Sometime is now,
Someone is me.

And choose differently.

08/17/2026

08/17/2026

This is the 2nd of the Flight 93 Memorial videos. The black road is the beginning of where the plane started to crash. As I walked onto the road, I froze. I couldn’t move forward. I put my hands out facing the road. I didn’t bring a flute, I was just going to feel the energy.

The little voice said go get a flute and play for the souls. So I went back to the car, got a flute and someone volunteered to record me. No external mic hooked up to the phone this time.

The video is below. As I was playing, a small child walked by and looked at me right in the eyes, for a few seconds. Her eyes were deep and old. I recognized her as one of the ones I was playing for.

I felt really strange after this. Words are difficult. It was like elation but grounded at the same time. Like the Universe and the Earth were both tugging at me simultaneously. And for a while, I felt totally balanced on the seesaw of life.

08/17/2026

1st of 2 videos of the Flight 93 memorial from the 9/11 passengers making the plane crash in Shanksville near Pittsburgh Pa

This is the tower of voices that has bells ringing. It wasn’t windy enough for them to ring.

As I approached closer to the tower, I felt the souls of the departed. As I stood under the tower, I had tears.

I walked away a little and found solace to play to them. A guy came by afterwards and said it was beautiful.

Video below

07/29/2026

Whirlwind

The whirlwind of the past
The whirlwind of the present,
Has been creating
The whirlwind of the tomorrows.

The trauma of what was,
Looking deep at the pain,
Kind of makes you wonder,
How you keep moving forward,
In the present.

Yet,
Behind it all,
Is a voice,
A feeling,
A knowing,
That the crawling through,
Step by step,
Is leading you,
To something more,
Something wondrous,
Beyond anything you can conceive.

Along the way,
There are glimpses,
Breaths of purity,
Breaths of hope,
Filling your lungs with drive,
Determination,
To keep moving forward,
Towards a Light that shines,
In your darkness,
In your fears,
In the moments you feel like giving up.

And now,
Tomorrow’s whirlwind,
Is dancing on your precipice,
Ready to lift you beyond the chasms of what was,
Into the reality of the unexplored
Version of you,
Where consciousness meets,
The You you have always been,
The new You of your future.

07/25/2026

Rain date Thursday. 2 for $75