The Most Holy Rosary

The Joyful Mysteries of the Rosary

Rosary - Luminous - Mysteries

Prelude

Wurligig

Piano Piece in D-flat Major

Dream Journey

I made this after gazing in awe at the unbelievably stunning image the James Webb space telescope captured of the SMACS 0723 galaxy cluster—the deepest & farthest into the past humanity has ever seen. It feels unreal that we can reach back into a moment 4.6 billion years ago—when Earth was just a glint in the Milkyway’s eye—and receive its light, here, in our present day. There was something so mystifyingly interwoven and transcendent about that very thought, & that’s what I hope to convey with this piece.

4.6 Billion Years Ago…

Made for the Naviar Records haiku challenge #563. Based on the haiku by Mukai Kyorai:

autumn wind…
I am stringing
a plain-wood bow

Autumn Wind [naviarhaiku 563]

Inspired by the Naviar Records haiku challenge #564 by Natsume Sōseki

Fog clears away:
the waterfall shows up
bit by bit.

This haiku made me think of a quote by artist Cecil Collins, 
“I see a shape complete in itself I search it with my mind and heart and then it begins to extend and I see in the half darkness that it is part of a colossal structure whose parts are covered in mists and darkness, sections appear and disappear; how many years has it taken me to realize that those mists, clouds, and darkness are in myself, and in the body given to me by the fatal powers of the world; that in Reality everything exists as a whole; a vision, a harmony, a joy.”

Cascade Rhythms [naviarhaiku 564]

Poe’s Corridor

In the wake of this US election, for those who choose a way of love and understanding, the path forward now can seem bleak and scary. But we are reminded, for those who believe in the resurrection, that Christ has already conquered this world. So we are to have peace in our hearts, no matter what. No matter what corrupt politicians try to say or do, we will band together in unity of love and peace for all people, and together, we will combat the dark forces of mammon and evil present in this age. God be will us all. May hope and humility shine through for us in this hour and always. 

Humility & Hope

At the request of @petrus-major I made a strings version of this track. It seemed especially appropriate today. 

Humility & Hope (strings version)

Some months ago I was heading to the doctor’s when I heard a voice say “notice the tattoo,” or “ look at the tattoo,” something along those lines, which left me pretty baffled, unsure what this meant or why it suddenly popped into my head. But I made sure I would pay attention to any tattoos I saw at the doctor’s office. When I got there a young nurse admitted me and checked my vitals. She was pretty and had a calming grace about her. When she went to take my blood pressure, I saw on the inside of her wrist was a single tattoo: a red rose. Throughout the day I contemplated what this symbol was meant to mean and why I was supposed to see it but couldn’t really make any connection to it. 
Around this time I had started learning more about the saints. I was reading a book of poetry by St. Thérèse of Lisieux “the Little Flower” that I really loved. In it are the most tender of love poems dedicated to Jesus, other saints and her fellow sisters at her convent. 
But it wasn’t until a couple of days ago I found the novena prayer to St. Thérèse and was shocked and tickled to discover it is apparently common knowledge that she’ll send a rose to those who ask for her prayers. 
Now I can’t remember if I had, at that time, asked, but maybe she went ahead and sent the rose knowing I would catch up down the line. Either way, this beautiful haiku by El Wud evoked in me this memory and the desire to repay her kind gift.

So dear St. Thérèse of Lisieux, this one’s dedicated to you:


Curve of time—
a thought takes flight,
scent of a rose.

by El Wud
Naviar Haiku challenge #577

A Rose from St. Thérèse [naviarhaiku 577]

Inspired by the seemingly endless loop of hurdling “busyness” our culture and society has long adopted. Tried to capture its sound. 

Artwork by me.

Dawn of Modernity

One night before I recently moved, I stood outside the apartment complex and looked over at these trees gently swaying in the dusk wind. I could swear they were waving goodbye to me. So I set out to capture this feeling/moment in music. Enjoy.

Trees Waving at Me

“Just like a midsummer snowfall in Rome. Indeed, grace arouses marvel and amazement. Let us not forget these two words. We cannot lose the ability to marvel and the ability to be amazed, as they are part of our experience of faith.” - Pope Francis

Miracle of the Snows

“My life’s a jot of time, an hour that comes and goes; My life—a day, not more—escapes and runs away. To give You while on earth, O God, the love one owes, I’ve got…only today!” - from “My Song of Today” by St. Thérèse of Lisieux

A Colonnade of Cherry Blossoms

This is an old track but felt like sharing because today, June 12th marks the 9th anniversary of the tragic Pulse nightclub shooting in Orlando Florida that took 49 lives. In a space where people come together to celebrate life and experience a shared joy through music and dance, an act of evil instead spread terror and fear, bringing death. But for those 49 angels, let us continue to spread the love. Let us practice kindness and acceptance in place of hate and intolerance. God delights when we come together in the joy of dance, so I hope those, especially members of the LGBTQ community, go out tonight and dance in those 49 angels’ memory and honor—showing love conquers all. God bless!

LQD HOUSE

“In stillness to stare
at solitary hare
that accompanies the prayer.

Does it know?
Is it waiting?
Is it, as I,
anticipating? 

It knows,
though what it knows,
it knows not:
distinctive 
but instinctive,
and oblivious
of oblivion.
Subconscious friar
in Franciscan fraternity;
the hare’s breath
is the hair’s breadth
from here to eternity.”

- excerpt from “Solstice Sunrise”
by Joseph Pearce 

(6/21/25)

Bell Canto 1

The idea of experimenting with latitudinal and longitudinal sounds crossing back and forth, like the visual image of a church bell swinging side to side while its rope is pulled up and down, inspired this track. Enjoy! 

Bell Canto 2

“Christ as Gardener…patiently cultivates the soil, clearing weeds, nourishing roots, and encouraging growth. He knows what needs pruning; nurturing—when to let things lie fallow so deeper growth can occur. He does not force, but gently coaxes life from barren places, bringing new shoots out of brokenness. If we allow him to work within us, Christ will shape us with loving care, helping our hearts to flourish with the fruits of grace, compassion, and faith. Under his tender guidance, even the most neglected corners of our inner lives can blossom again.” - Fr Patrick van der Vorst

New Growth

The Glorious Mysteries of the Holy Rosary with reflections and readings, prayed by Bishop Robert Reed at CatholicTV's Chapel of the Holy Cross in Watertown, MA.

The Rosary | Glorious Mysteries

Fr. Mark Toups leads us in the Rosary, Sorrowful Mysteries

The Rosary

The Rosary, Sorrowful Mysteries | Fr. Mark Toups

Composer & music producer of electronic, ambient, piano, EDM, and Jazz amalgamations. Music as spiritual gateway.

GMR

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