The Contemplative Sinner

The style and sound of this earthy, unpolished contemplative worship is not new for me… I have been making this ‘noise’ most mornings in my living room, studio or home office for over 30 years. It is not a recording made to impress (it is raw and live and carefree) but rather something precious to share with a friend, a fellow seeker or traveler. If, like me… you appreciate that there’s a voice of guidance when you need it, calling you back to the place of new beginnings… or the sacred practice of the quiet time… then you might find solace in this series of live, open ended prayer songs. It is Easter and though I wrote this song long, long ago… I sing it today… a marker for prayer and realignment, as if I wrote it today.

The Wash My Sins Away (Prayer Song) is part of a much larger series, ‘When I’m at the Water’s Edge’... with new tracks being added each week… until I run out of songs to sing.

When I’m At My Best

When each of us are at our best we are calm and wise folk. We are at rest within ourselves, we are sensitive and empathetic to the needs of others… we are agents of hope, peace and love to those around us.

Then there’s the unfortunate reality that we find ourselves during most hours of most days… when we are at war with ourselves… especially in this season of disruption. Fear becomes our greatest foe and if we are not careful, we so easily fall into the trap set for us, wallowing in its dark, cold and hopeless prison of despair, gloom and doom.

It is said that we should be thankful for hard times and today I can say amen to that… for if it weren’t for these calamitous times and, the recognition that the dark clouds have for too long been stealing my joy, I may not have returned to my cave of guitars and songs to do what I know to do best.

I cannot cure the virus or aid the doctors and scientists in their endeavor to do so. I cannot feed all of the poor or house the homeless or advise the government leaders on what to do next. And being in a constant state of anxiety… worrying about the virus, or of tomorrow, of what I may eat or if I can pay the bills or, of what may become of us all… will not help me or anyone else… but rather drive me in the fast lane towards a state of madness (which is fast becoming the 51st state of the union.)

But there’s one thing I can do that gives me peace of mind… and sets me on a path to be at my best, to be the man of peace, hope and love that I was born to be… and that is… to pick up my old guitar, to sing and strum and go seeking out the God of the uncomplicated love. It may seem like such a simple endeavor and yet it is one that has soothed this troubled soul for many a year.

And so it is… that I am recording some of my own ‘quiet times’ and making them available for others… FOR FREE so that they can either use my medicine as their own or… be inspired perhaps to make their own quiet times a daily antidote against the very loud noise of pessimism from the social media and cable news outlets.

Playing music and singing songs are like metaphysical antioxidants. They clean out the junk, the heavy metals (no pun intended) inside our brain and our soul… the worries (and often lies) that weigh heavy upon us. 10-15 minutes of prayer or contemplative music does wonders for our spirit-person… for I know that if I can manage this practice each morning before I brave the world… I am able to arm myself with shield and sword and, rediscover that priceless childlike perspective and countenance I once so cherished.

I will keep adding these languid song-prayer-sessions to this strange album and my hope is that listeners can find a way into their own special quiet places and or become contagious carriers of peace, hope and into their own communities, real or virtual.

Much love… and be safe out there.

Chris

I Know Nothing

EB1251-001-300x300Last week a singer-songwriter, who had been most insistent (like the old woman and the judge) that we get together for a ‘one on one’, dropped by my office. The songwriter hoped that I would agree to  a) be her songwriting coach  and b) introduce her to producer‘s or labels that would be interested in signing her.

After we had moved on from discussing the weather and completed the usual pleasantries associated with meeting someone new, she took out her acoustic guitar and played some of her original songs for me.

I could hear the makings of a good writer in her… and I can honestly say that I was impressed with bits and pieces of each song… a melody here and a lyric there.

But that’s like saying that the parts of the apple the worm hasn’t eaten are quite edible.

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The Curious Music Maker

What happens when the curious child in us makes music or writes songs?

When we feel no pressure from adults, from peers or society, trends, the popular people, the FB likes, our audience or fans, the leaders of our community and or the Boss that signs the checks… we are free to say what we want and… how we want.
dartpainterWe can write absolute nonsense and it wouldn’t matter.

We could experiment with topics, rhymes, beats, time, instrumentation, lyrics and so on.

We could, in a sense, throw musical paint at a canvas to see what it looks/sounds like.

Or we could just turn the canvas upside down? It might be what we had in mind but couldn’t say in an upright position.

With no one to impress… what can you hear or see in your curious child imagination?

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The Release

I want to invite you to watch our new short film entitled “The Release” which tells the story of a victim of child abuse who, after an encounter with a mysterious man, finds the courage to let go of her past and allow the healing process to begin in her life.

The film will challenge some viewers, while playing the role of a timely intervention to others.

Emotional wounds are not so easily detected or understood. There is no X-ray machine on which we can lay our broken hearts or troubled minds and for many of us, the wounds of our childhood, having been left untreated for so long have caused us to limp through life without any understanding or belief in a cure or… release.
If, after watching The Release you want more information about emotional healing, then please visit this help page.

And if you want more information on how you can use this short film in your community, church or counseling center please visit our media page.
Here’s a link to the song featured at the end of the movie.