Remember Who You Truly Are. 
You are Love.
You are Light. 
You are Infinite. 
You are Divine Love Intelligence. 
Thank you for being you! 
Thank you for Being Here Now. 
What a gift it is! 
Journey into your Heart,
Journey into the depths of your Soul, 
Do you see your Beauty?
Do you know your Truth?
 You Are Unconditional Love.
 You came here for a purpose. 
You are a True blessing!
 Thank you for showing up! Thank you for being a beam of pure love light.
THANK YOU
((Blessings))
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Patrick O'Hearn   Beyond This Moment

This is the first song that I wrote for and about Billie Gayle after we lost touch. It was 40 years ago, so I have a hard time remembering what happened. I think we both just went our own separate ways. But I'll never forget her, or what we shared, and I miss her to this very day.  

Forever

so far away

I REMEMBER BEFORE FORM

Before my name was spoken,
before time knew my face,
I was a pulse in the dark womb of stars,
a breath in the body of God.
I was not becoming.
I was not waiting.
I was.
Not a woman.
Not a wound.
Not a role.
I was a yes in the bones of existence.

I remember before form,
before fall, before flame.
I remember the warmth without fire,
the knowing without name.
I remember when the world was inside me.
I remember when life was a blessing.
I remember.
I return.
I reclaim.

My hips were pillars.
My breath was incense.
My skin was scripture.
My silence was law.
Gold was  the temperature of truth.
And my body was crowned
simply for being alive.
Recognized.
Worthy through presence.

I remember being housed by mystery.
I remember my pleasure was prayer.
my hunger was holy and clear.
I remember devotion without surrender,
power without fight.
I remember I was fed by beauty.
I remember.
I return.
I reclaim.

Then the dream grew weight.
And I learned to shrink my fields into schedules,
my magic into manners,
my voice into caution.
I learned to numb the altar
to survive the room.
But the oldest dream
never died.
It nested in my spine.
It slept in my womb.
It waited behind my sternum like a key without a door.

Come back to me now,
Ancient Pulse.
Come back through my walk,
my hips, my hunger, my breath.
Enter my money with dignity.
Enter my love with fire.
Enter my work like a temple
that charges for miracle.
Make my boundaries visible.
Make my pleasure sacred.
Make my silence loud enough
to reorganize the world.

I incarnate the dream I came from.
I make it breath.
I make it breath.

I become the depth.
I reign.
I align.

I am the house of remembering.
The body of return.
The throne of breath.
What was taken from me by time,
I take back by choice.
What fell from my language,
I lift with my tone.
What was buried in my lineage,
I resurrect in my hips, my hunger, my yes.
I am the drum.
I am the ground.
And I walk now
as what once dreamed me into being.
Amen.
Awen.
Om.
So it is.
So I am.

ALIGN.RISE.BE is for those who are ready to:

ALIGN: restoring internal coherence and nervous system regulation 
  RISE: activating life force through ancestral and embodied awareness
    BE:  living one’s truth with presence, maturity, and responsibility

ALIGN.RISE.BE — as a lived practice.

If this approach resonates, you’re welcome to explore the content and engage at your own rhythm.

I REMEMBER BEFORE FORM

A man has taken off after being turned down by the only woman he has ever truly loved. He is trying to get over heartbreak, without getting over her or blaming her. He spends years on the road, but still remembers to send flowers to her every year on special days. They were best friends, and while things change, there is no animosity between them

Flowers (On Your Birthday)

A song about finding an old cassette and realizing it still holds more than sound. It’s about memories trapped in static, voices that feel closer than they should, and moments that come back without asking. The groove is warm and nostalgic, moving between quiet reflection and playful momentum, while the voice carries both tenderness and charm. What starts as a simple object turns into a place where past love, lost time, and unspoken feelings keep spinning—fragile, familiar, and impossible to rewind.

Ein Song über das Wiederfinden einer alten Kassette und die Erkenntnis, dass sie mehr bewahrt als nur Musik. Es geht um Erinnerungen im Rauschen, Stimmen, die plötzlich wieder ganz nah sind, und Augenblicke, die ungefragt zurückkehren. Der Sound fühlt sich warm und nostalgisch an, pendelt zwischen Nachdenklichkeit und Leichtigkeit, getragen von einer Stimme voller Charme und Gefühl. Aus etwas Alltäglichem wird ein Raum, in dem vergangene Nähe, verlorene Zeit und unausgesprochene Emotionen weiterlaufen – zerbrechlich, vertraut und nicht zurückzuspulen.

Just Plastic and Gold

Found it in a drawer beneath my old books
Dust like a blanket, reel hangin’ loose
Label half-faded, but your name’s still there
Play it, and suddenly the room’s not bare

It cracks and hisses like it’s tryin’ to breathe
Like it’s got stories that it needs to leave

It’s a tape that time forgot
Spinnin’ ghosts in a parking lot
Your voice, a whisper through the static
Slow-dancin’ in a world that’s automatic
Every song, a door I thought I locked
Yeah, this tape that time forgot

You said forever in that last slow track
Didn’t know forever would never come back
Now it’s rewinding all those nights and fights
Your laugh in the dark, the porchlight, the cold bites

It plays like a secret you can’t un-hear
Like a memory built from sound and fear

It’s a tape that time forgot
Spinnin’ ghosts in a parking lot
Your voice, a whisper through the static
Slow-dancin’ in a world that’s automatic
Every song, a door I thought I locked
Yeah, this tape that time forgot

And I can’t stop it, don’t wanna rewind
It’s breakin’ my heart in real time
But I sit in the silence when Side A is done
Like maybe you’ll speak when Side B comes on

It’s a tape that time forgot
But now it’s everything I’ve got
Your voice, a whisper through the static
Still sounds like home – bittersweet and tragic
Every note, a world I almost lost
On this tape that time forgot

Yeah, it’s just plastic and gold
But it knows stories I never told


Just Plastic and Gold

You are here Forever

i'm going off to college in a year, and this is my way of remembering what it felt like to be a teenager.

The Other Side - Conan Gray

The H'Oponopono chant originates in Hawaii, and has a powerful spiritual message of love, connectivity, forgiveness and reconciliation. By these magic four lines, arguments and conflict can be defused, and a return to love and belongingness can happen Beautifully brought to this world by the enchanting lead voice of Congolese singer, artist and peace activist, Jean Paul Wabotai, this version of the song has been co-composed by Craig Pruess (who has produced, arranged and recorded it, including his ammbient trumpet playing) and Jean Paul, with the serene and heartfelt backing voice of Kate Marney. Kate left the earthly plane today, in the depths of the night, and we are posting this as a fond and loving memory of a sweet and wise soul. Hearing it now, with that emotion, one can hear the trumpet lines as almost an elegy. Kate, we will miss you, but your spirit (and sweet voice) live on! Love forever xx

H'Oponopono

H'Oponopono (Hawaiian Forgiveness Chant)

Ho'oponopono (Hawaiian Forgiveness Chant)

Tokyo Ghoul:re Original Soundtrack

Tokyo Ghoul: Re OST - Remembering

It is the stories and our imagination that give life and meaning to this world. And because I love music ... that it questions, that it awakens, that it intrigues, that it disturbs, that it moves... beyond the boundaries of genres ... This project is an expectation, a research in embryo ("one man band"), and the exploration - being for the moment totally free to leave the field - of the possibilities open to changing inspiration and protean nonconformism ... I admit that it is not easy to enter, and I thank all the more those who took the time to stop and listen to some of these stories ...

I'm a British Academy award nominated film composer/world music and multi-instrumentalist. These are some of the musical visions I put together in my recording studio, especially when I'm working on award-winning feature films or TV series. My band and artist production skills spill over into that arena, too, as I'm very busy with an international African fusion band, the Ganda Boys, at the same time loving all my varied work on soundtracks.

I write songs for the haunted, the hopeful, and the ones who still ache. These aren’t tracks—they’re testimonies. If you’ve ever loved and lost, scroll no further.

Rooted in emotional clarity and cinematic depth, I create music not for the charts, but for the moments in between—when silence begs for understanding and melody carries the words we can’t quite say. Every track is written with intention, produced with nuance, and shaped by a relentless pursuit of honesty. No gimmicks, no templates—just songs built to resonate long after the final note.

From timeless orchestral movements to progressive rock textures, I don’t follow trends—I follows truth. And when the world gets loud with noise, my work leans into stillness, offering solace to anyone still listening with both ears and heart.

Welcome to the other side of music—the side that means something.

ALIGN.RISE.BE is for those who are ready to:

ALIGN — restoring internal coherence and nervous system regulation
  RISE — activating life force through ancestral and embodied awareness
    BE — living one’s truth with presence, maturity, and responsibility

If this approach resonates, you’re welcome to explore the content and engage at your own rhythm.

Greetings Beloved Music Family! Very grateful for magik music tunes that feed the soul! Here to share and co-create love! Let us remember who we are, and that we are all One &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt; Infinite Love &amp; Blessings  to All---Music is the Medicine---My Heart LOVES Your Heart!--We Are ONE Heart!--

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