Who's that Man with the briefcase in his hand
Fine tailored suit, bloodstain on his White collar
He'd cut Somebody's job to make a few more dollars
That Man, that Man, oh that Man
That Man, that Man, oh that Man
Who's that Woman- you've seen her on TV-
Made quite a fortune from her company
While all the work was done by People making pennies
That Woman, that Woman, that Woman
That Woman, that Woman, that Woman
It's time for The Haves to meet The Have Nots
Give a little of what they've got
Let's kick the money changers out of the Temple
It's true the Love of Money's the root of all evil
We sold our souls for little bit of dough
to thieves who stole from the starving
What can we do? Do what we can!
When you're faced with a choice you're either
Taking a Stand or Shaking the Devil's Hand
Who's that man with perfect hair waving his hand
Selling smiles to the highest bidding Corporation
He thinks the Golden Rule means to Rule in Gold
That Man, that Man, oh that Man
That Man, that Man, oh that Man
Who's that man with the Bible in his hand
Charging an entrance fee to the Promised Land
Says,"Blessed are the Meek!" then drives off in a limousine
That Man, that Man, oh that Man
That Man, that Man, Lord that Man
It's time for The Haves to meet The Have Nots
Give a little of what they've got
Let's kick the money changers out of the Temple
It's true the love of money's the root of all evil
We sold our souls for little bit of dough
to thieves who stole from the starving
What can we do? Do what we can!
When you're faced with a choice you're either
Taking a Stand or Shaking the Devil's Hand
Who's that Woman working PR for the plant
Children's health takes a backseat to her job security
It's more cost effective to poison the air they breathe
That Woman, that Woman, that Woman
That Woman, that Woman, that Woman
Who's that Man drilling for Oil in the Sand?
Does he have a purpose? Does he have a plan?
Ransom their their treasure for the highest price they can demand
That Man, that Man, oh that Man
That Man, that Man, Lord that Man
It's time for The Haves to meet The Have Nots
Give a little of what they've got
Let's kick the money changers out of the Temple
It's true the love of money's the root of all evil
We sold our souls for little bit of dough
to thieves who stole from the starving
What can we do? Do what we can!
When you're faced with a choice you're either
Taking a Stand or Shaking the Devil's Hand
Shake the Devil...Shake the Devil...Shake the Devil
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Troubadours of Divine Bliss heART workshops
What are Mariposa heART work shops?
Mariposa heART work shops are a powerful process for self discovery and expression. It is a journey into your soul through Journaling, Collage art, Poetry & Song.
Art is the language of the Soul. Through the medium of collage you release piece by piece creating a beautiful mosaic from the shattered parts of your life . Journaling is a key that lifts veils and heals at it reveals. Mariposa heART workshops are a safe place to feel, to share, to dream, to let go and move forward with vision and a tool for healing in your life. . No art experience is necessary, as this is heARTwork!
What are Free Your Dream Work shops?
Free Your Dream work shops guided intuitive collage and writing exercises that reflect on the inner dreams and voices that might otherwise remain unheard unless we set them free. It is an opportunity to unveil your life purpose and call. It's never to late to dream again. It's never to late to have a life makeover. It's never too late to reclaim your gifts, resucitate your dream or to live your authentic life There must be some special work that only you can bring into the world. This will be an amazing opportunity to Heal Your Heart, Discover Your Art and Free your Dream.
What can you expect in our workshops?
both workshops give you....
an invitation to tell your story in a safe, supported environment
an opportunity to process hurt and to recover self empowerment
an open space to reflect on your dreams
tools to empower your voice, heal your heart and continue soul-growth
a safe place to explore the ways in which life experience has influenced your relationships
an opportunity to offer compassion to othersa haven to rewind and unwind, unravel & travel, purge & surge
a way of finding your voice and the transformative power of expression that opens your wings and sets your dreams free!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Lyrics to "It is Well" by Troubadours of Divine Bliss
Take this hurt, empty this cup
I've been drinking from it long enough
Let it spill all the poison that it holds
I am thirsty but not for this
I can taste on my lips
the sweet nectar of letting this all go
Lift me up, Make me well
So in my heart Love may dwell
Make me well, make me well, make me well
Lift me up, Make me whole
Make me peaceful in my Soul
It is well, it is well, it is well
Take this anger and it's clenches
There's no safety in these trenches
Let this battle finally be won
I want to fight for peace not war
Wield my sword of truth but only for
Opening and letting this all go
Lift me up, Make me well
So in my heart Love may dwell
Make me well, make me well, make me well
Lift me up, Make me whole
Make me peaceful in my Soul
It is well, it is well, it is well
Take this fear from my head
I want to wear a crown instead
Filled with jewels of compassion,
courage, grace and love
Move these mountains, lift these veils
I haven't lost, I haven't failed
I've been forged, fired, revealed
I am healed
Lift me up, Make me well
So in my heart Love may dwell
Make me well, make me well, make me well
Lift me up, Make me whole
Make me peaceful in my Soul
It is well, it is well, it is well
Monday, January 10, 2011
Bliss US Tour 2011 Video Blog
We left January 7th for our 6 week west coast tour which starts in St. Louis then onward to Kansas, Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, California & Oregon before returning to our Old Kentucky Home. We'll be posting video blogs at the link belo as we unload all the amazing adventure we have...c'mon, travel with us!
CLICK HERE:
BLISS US TOUR 2011 VIDEO BLOG
Monday, October 4, 2010
66 Unfinished Love Songs
Your eyes are disks of sky that tell the History of Romance
Your smile is a mile of pearls strung along the moon
Your words move like ships dropping anchor on my Soul
Come roll your "stay beside me" llike a pillow to lay on
Never has this heart felt such a thrill of tenderness
Never have these arms held someone more near than you
We'll never let a day pass without a dance to the Divine
Join me in simple luxury under a chocolate sky
Je'taime Companera
my promised One
My heart is like brick come to life
now I am drinking the Sun
You whispered into every part of my thirsty Soul
Come open all my doors...feel free to roam
You discovered all of the forgotten islands in me
deliriously gorgeous silver-footed Queen
Micro, Tele me
of Hope's fantasy
and I'll be your Believe Charmer
Nightspell took a chance
Moondance fell into a trance
now this fairytale is real
Je'taime Companera
my promised One
My heart is like brick come to life
now I am drinking the Sun
(nicknames: "Micro"scopic-Renee, "Tele"scopic-Aim Me ...as well as Nightspell & Moondance)
Your smile is a mile of pearls strung along the moon
Your words move like ships dropping anchor on my Soul
Come roll your "stay beside me" llike a pillow to lay on
Never has this heart felt such a thrill of tenderness
Never have these arms held someone more near than you
We'll never let a day pass without a dance to the Divine
Join me in simple luxury under a chocolate sky
Je'taime Companera
my promised One
My heart is like brick come to life
now I am drinking the Sun
You whispered into every part of my thirsty Soul
Come open all my doors...feel free to roam
You discovered all of the forgotten islands in me
deliriously gorgeous silver-footed Queen
Micro, Tele me
of Hope's fantasy
and I'll be your Believe Charmer
Nightspell took a chance
Moondance fell into a trance
now this fairytale is real
Je'taime Companera
my promised One
My heart is like brick come to life
now I am drinking the Sun
(nicknames: "Micro"scopic-Renee, "Tele"scopic-Aim Me ...as well as Nightspell & Moondance)
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Deep Song, Wise Woman (words by Vik Bennett)
She's of this world and she is not
More beautiful than the deepest cut
She'll break your heart and heal your pain
Rock you when your worn and drained
She'll warm you when you're cold from fear
Give you strength when night draws near
She knows you as you know your name
Each time you curse her she'll love you the same
She is the Wise One- the one who knows
She understands the way that Life grows
She speaks in tongues before language was known
She's a refugee, she's always home
She builds a wall around her bed,
She plants a forest round her head.
She takes the stars out of the sky
and puts them in her blackened eyes...
And in the quiet of the night
She holds a tiny thread of Light
She's a place of challenge and a place of rest
Nourish all the souls upon her suckled breast
She's old as the Earth and very young
the Forest Hag and the Wild Woman
She is the Wise One- the one who knows
She understands the way that Life grows
She speaks in tongues before language was known
She's a refugee, she's always home
She builds a wall around her bed,
She plants a forest round her head.
She takes the stars out of the sky
and puts them in her blackened eyes...
And in the quiet of the night
She holds a tiny thread of Light
More beautiful than the deepest cut
She'll break your heart and heal your pain
Rock you when your worn and drained
She'll warm you when you're cold from fear
Give you strength when night draws near
She knows you as you know your name
Each time you curse her she'll love you the same
She is the Wise One- the one who knows
She understands the way that Life grows
She speaks in tongues before language was known
She's a refugee, she's always home
She builds a wall around her bed,
She plants a forest round her head.
She takes the stars out of the sky
and puts them in her blackened eyes...
And in the quiet of the night
She holds a tiny thread of Light
She's a place of challenge and a place of rest
Nourish all the souls upon her suckled breast
She's old as the Earth and very young
the Forest Hag and the Wild Woman
She is the Wise One- the one who knows
She understands the way that Life grows
She speaks in tongues before language was known
She's a refugee, she's always home
She builds a wall around her bed,
She plants a forest round her head.
She takes the stars out of the sky
and puts them in her blackened eyes...
And in the quiet of the night
She holds a tiny thread of Light
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