Cooking plus Service equals Music

Most recently I have found myself mercilessly domesticated and cooking .. a lot.  As in breakfast lunch and dinner for me and mine.  I am delighted to say that for some reason unknown to my naked eye, I am ecstatically delighted about this.  Who knew?  Who knew that the thinking about, the planning, the preparing, the coking and the serving would bring my Spirit such delight.

Since Monday 10/26/09 I have been starting at least one song a day.   Yes, at least one song starter a day.  Up until today I had been blessed with at least a melodic hook and lyric.  Today after drawing a few blanks, enough to twitter about it, I made a simple breakfast.  Apples sliced and yogurt.  I arranged this meal on a plate and before I knew it, 3 rhythm based melodies emerged one after another.  No lyrics, just the rhythm and the melodic baseline.  Could there be  correlation between the serving and the receiving of melodic content from the big downloader in the Sky?

Well, I’ve learned to leave the pondering of such BIG questions to those more equipped with time and space to pursue the answer.  My job now is to harness the newfound source of energy and dive een more into the delights of cooking for me and mine and serving the delicious melody infused delights to … whomever’s coming to dinner.

Tonight’s dinner consisted of artichokes still steaming and whole grain pasta stir fried with porcini mushrooms, peas, sundried tomatoes, olive oil and a few cooked shrimp.

No we are off to finally see Michael Jackson’s This Is It.  I think for now this really Is it.  Cooking + Service = Music.

Blessings 🙂

Nkechi

The One One

One.  The One.  A One.  One of the Ones.  One One.  I just found the One One that seems to snap all other Ones into perfect place.  The Other Ones are The One Song, The One Guitar, The One Musical, The One Studio, The One Outfit, The One Pad to call home, and/or the One Place to Be in the midst of  LOTS of options.  The One One that lights up all other ones.  The One Love.  My One Love. A bit trite, but searching and yes to my amazement finding One Love.  I’ve recognized that lately, that much to my amusement, I am on an deliciously synchronistic string of amazing occurrences resulting in an effortless finding of The Other Ones crossing my path.  A brilliantly lighted string of  “Oh My Goodness” experiences interwoven in the fabric of my everyday life.  Breathtaking.  Yes, One One has  delicately and amazingly landed, showed up in the right place, at the perfect time, in the perfect way with no beats missed.  Actually, I think my heart may have skipped a beat or two and then re-started upon this new beginning.  My formal calendaring of this moment seems to be off a week, I’m still deciding “when” this happended.  Meanwhile, while reflecting on the One’s I am reminded of “fidning” my guitar or better yet how it found me.   I am reminded that today I got to jam a few of my grooves with an “out-of-the-blue” cellist I”found” and was mesmerized by the sound we produced.  It was exquisite to my ears.  I am also reminded of my chance meeting, suddenly “finding”  Me’shell Ndgeocello, today, at Amoeba Records.   She was there and I happened to be there.  She happened to tell me her birthday is 8/29 the same as Michael J’s because she saw a picture of him on my cell phone.  Another One meeting a One.  Defintely takes One to know One.  If I can easily recognize her as One, then I must be One.  Yes, it takes One to know One.  If I’m One then You’re Defintely One.  Really, eventually we ARE all One.  All One Right?  We are all the ONE One.

Life, Cocoon, & a Belly Button Birthday

AUGUST 29th :: The Butterfly Effect VIP & PIV Fundraiser Party

Happy Birthday 2 Me!  I am blessed to be on earth celebrating another day of Life.  Despite my most recent temper tantrums to my spiritually wise mentors,  I have found myself so amazingly and unsuspectedly lifted up and inspired by the daily habit of lifting up others.  In my weary age of … okay so i’m exaggerating .. whose counting anyway .. I have accidentally ended up wiser than I would have predicted by this time.  YES, meanwhile back at the ranch, despite my raving protests, my Life seems to be being pruned of all insanity.   Uh oh, somehow I seem to be veering towards the sane and .. well this is odd considering I am a full blown creative who basks in a bit of creative insanity 🙂 A gal pal said to me last why not “do both” as in use your left and right brain and .. well I am considering.  SO now back to the COCOON.  For the last few months I have opted to live by my lonesome, usually I have housemate, in order to stew and brew in the true essence of me.  Little did I know that intuitive decision would be a gateway to a new life.   A gateway to Reliance.  This new life which is really just another twenty four hour day where I get to practice a living faith that moves mountains by exercising the Muse to create, connect, and respect the gifts so freely given me.  A new voice has emerged,  though at first a little whiny, just like a new born screaming at the top of her lungs as her awareness opens to the fact that she is no longer in the womb.  The womb, the cocoon, my apartment same difference,  I’m awakening with a Joy for the entirety of my journey thus far on planet Earth.  My soul keeps reminding me she is bigger than my body and that if I want a bit of Heaven all I have to do is ask .. bodly.  SO I’m asking.  And I’m So grateful to be at the mercy of God within.  I am excited to begin this journey of listening in.  Just when the caterpillar thought the world was ending she transformed into a Butterfly.  I can tell the cocooning period ends today!  Happy Birthday Butterfly ME 🙂  SO Saturday’s Fundraiser is doubling as a celebration of My and Michael Jackson’s Birthday.   Come celebrate with us the releasing of of a few Butterflies!

Deeply Profound

Something deeply profound is happening to me. I’m in a delightfully quiet space. This is unusual for me. I seem to be delightfully pleased with all that is in my life. The good and the bad. I am especially enamored with many people whom are I call true friend’s. True ralliers. Supporters of the Heart. Creatives need these types. Those who accept and love me as I am. In My Entirety. I can’t help that I see angels and the good in the most distressed of souls. Yet lately I have quietly accepted the fact that this is not most people’s reality.

So I make music and songs so that hopefully one day “they” will get to see what I see.

I deeply miss my angel brother Michael Joseph Jackson (1958-2009).  His heart and soul are so sweet

Blessinsg 2 U

NKECHI

http://www.nkechi.com

Settling In

I feel somethang coming over me.  A settling in, a good settling in of sorts.  I guess today is just as good a day as any to settle in and let in all the good I’ve been accumulating lately.  Right now my belly is full on fettucini with clams from a cafe in Sausalito and my eyes are feasting on a bunch of happy souls enjoying a fellow musical artist doing her thang.  Sing-ang her jazzy thang.  Nice.  Watching the listeners smile through their discomfort of walking in front of everyone to fill up the tip jar…is exhilarating.   I am amused and pleasantly delighted that this IS my life.  Listening, learning, yearning, being, growing,singing and settling in 🙂

Expansion

I am delighted by the idea that nothing is really as it seems.  Thank God.   In that,  sometimes  for no reason at all,  as in out of the blue, life can suddenly expand to accommodate the outskirts of our wildest hopes, dreams, and aspirations, and trump our wildest imaginations =.  Just like that!  I love when my thoughts are overridden by a more favorable Reality.  Presently I am on such a journey.  My hope and vision for what life as a full blown music recording artist will be like is coming in to view.  My mind and imagination are stretched to capacity.  This state is all I’ve ever wanted.  I ask today for a clear path to . towards the . miracles that are evidence of this blessed music anointing.   Blessings 🙂 Nkechi

Blogging as a A Way Of Life

Seems to me that blogging has become a necessary way to express the delight of one’s finite self while living in the midst of the Infinite realm of God.  Neat 🙂 Nkechi

Faith that You plus Me equals Us

I learned something new today.  I larned that when I project too much of me on to someone or something else my engine of faith withers.  Interesting.  When I lose Faith I lose Hope.  Without Hope Life becomes pretty Blah.  Makes sense.  Yeah. When I project away too much of me, that which is the essence of me, sourced from the Almighty and Powerfully Freative One, the me whose personality is to be expressed on planet Earth right here right now, loses her place.  She starts to believe she is something less/other than that which she is.  In other words the best medicine I can give the world and myself for that matter is the purest essence of the real Me.  So I say this to you.  Please be you as often and as frequently as you can.  The world needs us 🙂

Blessings 🙂

NKECHI

Astral Soul Songstress

http://www.nkechi.com