Meditative Music and Poetry — with Tiger & Stefan

A journey of remembering the inner light that never left. This song and spoken word piece invites you to release the outward search, and gently return to the quiet home within your own being. A soft, tender call back to the heart. Poem: Remembered are these things. Nothing new, and always they will remain. All that is searched for will only be found within. All that is received only blooms when it is given. The heart of the I Am is water to everything. In and out, it must flow, expanding and contracting. The One that Is never not awake in the dream, impossible for this presence to be lost within the human being. Whatever is forgotten is simply the outward of your breath, a movement of nature to release life to the play of death. Welcome these times, for they balance the soul's recovery. Allow them to cleanse the heart, so you might dance with life joyfully.

A meditation on presence and surrender. This song speaks to the simplicity of being — letting go of the search, letting go of control, and trusting the moment that is right here. Poem The point is not that, nor is it anywhere else, only to be found — once again within the present moment of your most sincere self. Wherever it is you are going, this will never become a something. The miracle, never delayed, blooms beyond an ending or a beginning. The truth is the ultimate reward. A freedom to be what really is is the only gift the heart aches for. This, of course, is only possible right now. Nowhere else can this freedom be touched, held, or found. Beyond the ideas of should or should not, there is a grace that's empty, yet full of jewels that can never be bought.

A soft falling into trust. This piece is a reminder that life’s seeming chaos is not chaos at all — but a hidden harmony, a deeper order beyond the mind’s need to control. Poem Harmony of one is the chaos of nature. The forest viewed as disorder is a forest completely unseen. Regardless of your argument that sees flowers separate from the bees, life cares not how you want it. Without them both, all would cease. The mind sees two, when there is only the obvious one, nothing ultimate in its departure, for all things — already done. Even the play of what you are, appearing chaotic at times. Just like in the forest, the sun only pretends not to shine. It is the fearful mind that demands things be organized, not recognizing the dance of all the instruments in this symphony of the divine. You are not 10,000 pieces. You are the forest in harmony. Relax into this unfolding, and you will see life's poetry.

A song of deep seeing and devotion. This piece opens the heart’s longing to witness and embrace the sacredness in another — to meet life fully, without walls, without fear. Poem I want to see you like the sun sees the morning, to look deep within and rise, to support your gorgeous blooming. I want to see you like the dolphin sees the water, to swim in your presence, our dance becomes one, breathing in sync with each other. I want to see you just as the night sees the stars, to hold space for your beauty so you shine light in this world of ours. I would love to see you in the ways the desert sees the rain, to empty myself completely and receive all of you without complaint. I would love to meet you like distance meets infinity. All boundaries of logic fall, and I get lost in your mystery.