Saturday, February 18, 2012

Keep it Open

Funny story that gave me the laugh I so desperately needed this past week...

So the chorus of the song to my children's book, "Take a Trip to Diverse City" goes, "Diverse City is a free state of heart and mind where all are welcome. Diverse City is a free state, so let's build a bridge and keep it open." In short, whenever I sign my book for kids I write, "Keep it open."

Last week I had a doctor's appointment with the gynecologist/urologist and somehow we got to talking about COSI, the local children's science museum in Columbus, Ohio. I said that I was just there reading and signing my book for opening day of the RACE exhibit. He said he goes there all the time with his kids and indicated that he'd like to see the book.

Being an "author" and "singer/songwriter" is new to me and I still work full time as a Public Relations coordinator of community engagement and empowerment programs through a local university. I am trying to get used to sharing the creative part of myself, but it is awkward at times. Another doctor asked for a book and had me sign it to his kids. It still feels strange that anyone would want my autograph. So as I was leaving this doctor's office, I grabbed a book out of my trunk, signed it and left it at the front desk for him to give to his kids.

This week, I was back to see the physical therapist at the same doctor's office and after our session she suggested I try these exercises to see if it helps my post childbirth lady part issues. I was trying to make light of the situation and said, "I will try to be open since that's my motto." She laughed and said, "Someone signed a letter to Dr. "Anonymous" saying "Keep it open" and he was baffled, asking staff, "How am I supposed to take this?"

I started laughing hysterically because I hadn't even thought of how "Keep it open" would come across to a gynecologist who had not read the book yet. "That was me!" I tried to explain the book through my laughter and how, "I sign it that way to help kids (and adults) remember to keep an open heart and mind to embrace and celebrate diversity. My first album is titled "Open" and I have a song titled "Open" that talks about being open to change. Maybe I should stop signing it that way because I don't want kids to keep it open in THAT way!" She said, "No, that's all good. I'm sorry if I mortified you." I thought it was hilarious.

The moral of the story is...Know your audience. "Keep it open" means something completely different to a gynecologist! The subject matter can have that effect on others for a variety of reasons. It comes down to your perspective and experience. We sometimes speak different languages, which can restrict understanding and connection. I hope that you will, "keep it (in this case your heart and mind) open." The "it" in another context might require careful consideration.

shawna ray, today 2/18/12

Monday, February 13, 2012

Healing

Healing
I am healing
Mind, body, spirit
Strengthening from within
As I am healing
Release worry
It's in your hands God
Take it from me
I am healing
Healing
Some are meant to plant the seed
Some work hard, they're watering
Some are light that's nourishing
The gardener prunes while redirecting
Healing
I am healing
Mind, body, spirit
Strengthening from within
As I am healing
Release worry
It's in your hands God
Take it from me
I am healing
Healing
As the sun brings in the day
Balancing our rest and play
Love is joy with pings of pain
Feeling life and energy
In healing
I am healing
Mind, body, spirit
Strengthening from within
As I am healing
Release worry
It's in your hands God
Take it from me
I am healing
Healing
Breathing in peace
Reviving dreams
I am healing

shawna ray, today 2/13/12
www.shawnaray.com

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Dry Dreams

All these dry dreams
In the land of bent bones
Simple is kind to me
But there's a craving t in my soul
Thirsty dry dreams
Longing to lap it up
I don't know what awaits me
All I know is I've got to go
From this silence
Calling in the distance
Waking up I listen
To the song bird sing
I am streaming
But the outlets are dammed up
I don't know what awaits me
All I know is here I've become
A heap of dry dreams
In the land of bent bones
Simple is killing me
There's a craving in my soul
With thirsty dry dreams
Longing to lap it up
I don't know what awaits me
All I know is I've got to go
I've spent years in this resistance
Hiding far from your rejection
Dodging claims and criticism
I have tried and I have failed
Still the voice inside reminding
There is more that is in store
Art is quenching, I am drinking
Lips are thirsty for some more
Nectar for dry dreams
Healing for bent bones
Simple is not me
There is music in my soul
With thirsty dry dreams
Longing to lap it up
I don't know what awaits me
All I know is I've got to go

shawna ray, today 2/7/12
www.shawnaray.com

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Shining a light on RACE

Interesting how the light spot went to the eye on the poster in this picture from my camera. Last Saturday, I shared my children's book at COSI for the opening of the exhibit RACE- Are We So Different? The information is powerful, geared mostly to older kids and adults.
It was a low key reading of "Take a Trip to Diverse City" with younger kids all around me in an area that COSI had added with puppets and books. I loved seeing all the beautiful children's faces and hearing touching stories in conversation with insightful parents. My vision is still to someday have a video camera with me to capture all of these stories and experiences around America and the world. The exhibit will be up at COSI until May 6th. Check it out!
It's been a journey. And each one of us has a footprint we leave behind. Open eyes allow light to shine through and guide our steps as we see things in perspective and continue to move forward.
Let's build a bridge and keep it open,
shawna ray

Friday, January 27, 2012

American

American
- shawna ray, today 1/27/12

Within the hush of night
This patriotic cry
Is rising with the wind
Where stars and stripes are woven
The differences are seen
As one in time we'll stand
I am still proud to be
An American

Whether you're left or right
Black, brown, yellow, white
Whether you're born and raised
Or you have found your place
Let's come together now
For we are free indeed
I am still proud to be
An American

We're moving forward
Not going down
This is our home land
On common ground
It's time to innovate
Renewing energy
I am still proud to be
An American

Whether you're left or right
Black, brown, yellow, white
Whether you're born and raised
Or you have found your place
Let's come together now
For we are free indeed
Yes I am proud to be
An American

To shrink government or deficits
The ego is a big culprit
That which you fight the most persists
Let's redirect and peace enlist

In God we trust!

Whether you're left or right
Black, brown, yellow, white
Whether you're born and raised
Or you have found your place
Let's come together now
For we are free indeed
I am still proud to be
Yes I am proud to be
I am still proud to be
An American
www.shawnaray.com

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Pull Through

(For Susan, Bryn, Lou, Diane
and other friends who have battled cancer and other life challenges)

Watching you go through this pain
Feels so unjust; does not make sense
You hold your head up high and try
To smile and laugh and say...
There is no way out but through
You are strong and resolute
Lean on me if you need anything
To help you on this journey
I know you - will - pull through


Hands of time are ticking loud
The room is still, we're in a fog
You have always been a rock
We're wrapped up in a hug, you say...
There's no way out but through
You are strong and resolute
Lean on me if you need anything
To help you on this journey
I know you - will - pull through


The body is fragile
Handle with care
Life is so fragile
Handle with prayer

I hear you say you'll be OK
If this path leads to Heaven's gates
And that thought makes us cry
I am tired of asking why
I know you'll  be all right
Either way...
There's no way out but through
You are strong and resolute
Lean on me if you need anything
To help you on this journey

I know you - are loved
I know you are tough!
You have taught us all so much
I know you - will - pull through

- shawna ray

www.shawnaray.com

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Bigger

"God's gifts and his call are irrevocable" Romans 11:29
We are all...
Just a little bitty piece of the bigger picture
Colorful indeed, welcome jagged edges
Forming like a mural or a stained glass window
Every little thing
is a part of something BIGGER

Icy rain tapping on my ceiling
Cannot sleep there's a call I'm hearing
What? Who me? Oh you must be joking
I am nothing and this is bad timing
Why would you use the weakness link?
Single mother with two kids to raise
Do my part is all you ask of me
So...How, why, and what exactly?
Just a little bitty piece of the bigger picture
Colorful indeed, welcome jagged edges
Forming like a mural or a stained glass window
Every little thing
is a part of something BIGGER

So OK...Have you seen me lately?
Out of shape and I cringe while aging
I was running at that pretty twenty
Dad was dying felt like you just left me
You say you were there waiting
Through the storm and through the rain
Faith grew strong while I was learning
Perseverance while becoming
Just a little bitty piece of the bigger picture
Colorful indeed, welcome jagged edges
Forming like a mural or a stained glass window
Every little thing
is a part of something BIGGER

Get this is bigger than me!
The other day my daddy came to me
In a dream and said baby just sing!
There's an audience you cannot see and God loves to hear you sing
All you need to be is...
Just a little bitty piece
of the bigger picture
Colorful indeed
welcome jagged edges
Forming like a mural or a
stained glass window
Every little thing
is a part of something BIGGER

God is so much bigger than me
You are bigger!
So much bigger than you think
God is bigger, so much bigger through every little thing...
Giving just a little bitty piece
shawna ray, today 1/21/12
www.shawnaray.com