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Back in Blogging Land

Posted in Astrology, Music, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on October 30, 2016 by sudhirastropoetica

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It’s been a very long time between drinks – but here I am back at my keyboard tying up a blog entry. My life has been immersed in the world of acute mental health support. And what a journey it has been. I’ve am having a very real encounter with the system and met a wonderful collection of characters along the way. Still, no matter what has been going on I keep tapping out astrology columns for various newspapers and www.osho.com. Astrology continues to be a vehicle for expression. Mythology keeps being a way to understand things in that mid-land between logic and meditative silence. People keep finding me to have sessions; mostly on-line these days. Life goes on.

The other thing that I have done over the last year and a bit is an on-line Certificate in Trauma and Stress Studies put together by the Trauma Centre in Boston. I even went to Boston in June/July to go to the 27th Annual Trauma Conference. I am truly gob-smacked by the work that is going on in this realm. It is the future of mental health. Check out Bessel van der Kolk (The Body Keeps the Score), Peter Levine, Steven Porges and more. They are empirical scientists whose research is starting to affirm the sanity and effectiveness of such things as body awareness, meditation/mindfulness, relating, creativity and flow. Bless them for bridging a whole lot of really important gaps.

For the rest, it’s feels like consolidation time. My book is now available on Etsy. Go to www.etsy.com and search for Sudhir Astrology. You’ll find two shops with it. Either work. $20 with free shipping anywhere in the world. Also, I have a remastered collection of old songs up at https://sudhir.bandcamp.com/ Bandcamp now take Credit Card payments as well as Paypal. They have finally made life easier. I also post articles from time to time on Linked In. If you feel like getting in touch – do. Love and fun – Sudhir

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Zoo and Sniffles

Posted in Astrology, Music with tags , , , , , , , , on July 19, 2009 by sudhirastropoetica

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It’s sunday night. Was it really only Friday night that Lion Island played the Zoo? How amazing it is to be on a stage where i’ve seen people perform that I am seriously gobsmacked by. I am remembering Don Walker – my favourite Australian songwriter by a country mile. Who else writes stories like that? His solo stuff is peerless. Really it was so much fun to play. The sound was amazing. Nine of us, making one hell of a huge racket for a bunch of fiddlers and pluckers and thumpers and warblers. The crowd loved it – and I got a cold. The first tragedy of my just slightly post mid-life rock and roll lifestyle. Could be worse. Being sick is an opportunity to lie in bed and read. And talk into a tape recorder – doing an astrology reading. For far away people I do such things. It’s a daunting task. No-one there to interact with. Just a voice echoed by an empty room reverberating with whatever I do or don’t understand about the stars. Each time I tell the story of a Greek myth or rattle on about the psychology of essence, I am talking to myself. Engraving the message a little deeper into the copper plate of my soul. I’m editing some old songs as I write this. To what end I don’t know. Songs, gifts of the gods and the sweat glands. How come they become such treasured possessions? Like holding on to reflections on the surface of a lake. The creative process demands total emotional engagement. The message of Cancer, recurring again and again as the hypothetical sun weaves it’s way through the stars of the crab. The real sun is of course travelling through Gemini – but hey we won’t go there right now. Unless of course you want to…..

All Music No Stars

Posted in Astrology, Music with tags , , , , , , , on July 9, 2009 by sudhirastropoetica

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I seem to be besotted with good alt-country music. I’ve got Lyle Lovett singing to me right now. Singing a collection of his favourite Texan songwriter’s songs. They carry something of the land in them. There’s definitely no dead dogs and not too many slamming doors as girlfriends storms free. A lot more sophisticated in a strangely simple way. There’s enough of a hint of ancient chinese and japanese poets in them to suggest that they are zen literate. Certainly Townes Van Zandt chooses his words in a strange and amazingly economic way. Seems like his life was a mess; but his songsmith skills are truly inspired. I remember reading that the great contemporary mystic Meher Baba once suggested that there were a few pearls in country music that were something like the pearls in Sufi literature. That made me prick my ears up. An authority on the subject that I definitely trust. There’s no way to access the true essence of creativity from one’s conditioning. All that we have learned can’t access what’s between the lines. It can give us the tools to craft silence into sound I guess – but not the inspiration. We had a great Lion Island rehearsal today. Played songs we had a good handle on – and went high. Even though we weren’t all there. Rhythm dancing. Melody flying. Wry smiles dancing around over the top of microphones. Light flickering in happy eyes. Nothing to do with stars at all.

Monday Stars, Saturday Band

Posted in Astrology, Music with tags , , , , , , on June 29, 2009 by sudhirastropoetica

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Writng the stars is the strangest proffession. There is no school for learning such things – so I each time I do it I am jumping into the wild blue yonder. What amazes me is the limitless pool of creative waters that presents itself once one starts writing. I look at where the planets are and then I feel a feeling, sniff a whiff of posibility and start writing. Then I proceed to be amazed by what comes. Mondays are always like this. It is generally the day I do my weekly stars. Sometimes it’s difficult. Often there’s heaps of fear that nothing is going to come or that I will repeat myself. If all I get in this life is some sense of how to make friends with the creative process I will have done pretty well. Life of course life is never lacking in richness.

 

Lion Island played on Saturday Night – at the Top Floor in Elizabeth Street, Brisbane. We are an eight or nine piece so there’s always this element of out of control with us. It’s just simply impossible to hold all the ingredients in the pot by force of personality or intent. The amazing thing is that everybody picks up their piece and runs with it. The feeling of being in a band on stage when all the parts are making a harmonious cranked whole is simply one of the best experiences going. Only sex and skiing seem to match it in my estimation. Yee Harr…..!!!!