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These aren't my words. These are the lyrics from Billy's forest...

These aren't my words. These are the lyrics from Billy's forest...
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These aren't my words. These are the lyrics from Billy's forest...




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The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 125

I sat in my forest in south Charlotte, NC as Tropical Storm Florence made her way across our lay of land. As the rain began to fall I listened to it's pleasant voice as it fell between the leaves still attached to the trees. I guess you can me a true tree hugger. It's more than that. I've written in this forest since 1994. A lot of thoughts and word shapes were put into play because of an energy within its presence. So to sit with the forest while a monster storm began it's journey through...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 124

Magnifying the image of where courage and strength come from is a very difficult subject for many to openly discuss. I know a lot of people that try to laugh off the compliment, "You know how it is. You stick to something you like and eventually it pays off." On today's podcast the Poet in the Forest has no fear of sharing his heart in the way of making sure that his relationship with the Greater Power is personalized and should never be bragged about. Only to see the closing thoughts echo...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 123

I sat writing in the forest. On this particular day there seemed to be less birds. It looked as if the sun was dimmer then usual. I wasn't moved but rather bothered. It was the center of summer and the forest usually doesn't locate calm until the leaves begin to fall. Then it occurred to me. This must be what peaceful sounds like. In this age of so many sights and sounds we've lost our way. We assume peaceful is on a digital device or it's making sure we're always busy at work or throwing...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 122

I recently sat staring into a swarm of Dragonflies. My studies of Native American Spirituality opened the soul I carry to what it meant to be in such a moment. To become aware of falsehoods, deceit and illusions. I could've easily stopped there but I wanted to bring God into the picture. Dragonflies in that shape of study represents transformation. As a writer and endless thinker it was now time to blend the two messages. But it had to be done by way of not the human looking at the Dragonfly...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 121

While growing up I always took note of the older generation getting away with a lot of things they said and physically did. It's almost as if a person hits a certain age and society accepts their actions as just being what old people do. Being the bystander I wanted to know why so many forgave the actions. More importantly what would turn off someone's personal censors? My trip back home to Montana gave me a lot of insight. I heard these words a lot, "It doesn't matter." Wow! Talk about a...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 120

My most recent journey back home to Montana wasn't designed to collect memories but rather to open my heart toward newer beginnings. One such place of study was taking the time to write while sitting next to my father's grave site. Since May 7, 2015 the physical thought of losing him hadn't truly sunk in. Maybe it's the shape of my spirituality. I thought for sure I'd be moved to deeper tears during that moment in a park with lots of statues and hand carved messages. Let me explain. I...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 119

My most recent trip back home to Montana is still very much alive within the steps I walk. I didn't return home to catch up on memories or to feel like a kid again. It was more of a journey to drop stuff off. In each of our days we carry with us a ton of reasons to grab hold of more memories or to hold onto moments we still can't figure out. It adds up quickly and without a doubt it becomes an out of focused path because each story eventually grows into another and suddenly life feels more...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 118

My most recent journey back home to Montana was more than a first time event in thirteen years. I found myself in positions of thought that weren't fed by reminiscing but rather understanding the construction of the platforms to which I presently stand. In all our pasts rest the original seeds of inspiration and influence. Not always a positive fuel for the history books. In today's world we're OK with that because we'll redesign the actuality of the experience on social media. Lets break it...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 117

I struggle with memories. It's not that I can't remember. I don't feel in this age of continuous growth that we need to feed our creative minds with memories. Being upfront and honest. How many of your memories have been rewritten by your imaginations curse to always want the best of times? My most recent trip back home to Montana wasn't designed to catch up on memories or check in with chapters already lived. I sat in the center of Optimist Park on a very cold June afternoon and challenged...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 116

With so many choices many of us have gotten caught up in playing the game but not living the lifestyle. Radio is a great example. Anyone and pretty much everyone thinks they can be on the air. In every lecture I always ask, "I think it's awesome that you have the confidence to pop open that microphone and share your personality. But do you have the courage to sit in that seat when the weather has produced a tornado? Do you have the solid behavior of a Broadcaster to not move from that studio...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 115

We hear a lot of talk about disconnecting. Getting away from the weekend versus disconnecting from one time working relationships aren't the same. Friends disconnect more than connect. What you think you once had is now part of that conversation, "Oh we went our own separate ways." Lebron James has helped teach this nation how disconnection is the advantage. It's not about anybody but himself. Ouch! The reality of how we work and play is always based on who were are surrounding our choices...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 114

Too many times we get caught up in conversations with coworkers and friends that seem to lean hard on how others treat them. Even my father would complain about how decision makers and worker bees endlessly took from him. He felt abused by the system of leadership and those that follow. When we enter those moments of exchange is it truly taking? We all knew what the snake was when we picked it up. Why should any of us feel shocked as to who what and why something is no longer within the...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 113

Those aching moments. You've poured your everything into generating what was supposed to be a very successful career. No payoff has arrived. You've been professionally patient not just this year but throughout every change and challenge presented. Yet the ache won't go away. You are brilliant at your job but there's no connection to the infectious high that was promised when goals were met. No matter how many resumes you send the candy coated smile tightly designed in the bathroom mirror...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 112

I recently wrote about experiencing a feeling of my head being held under water during a baptism. Inside that moment my feet were attached to the center point of walk and don't walk. What is the next step if what's being lived clearly points in two different directions? Which is nothing new to our everyday life and world. I believe we have more choices then Google has answers. We live and breathe in so much information that our insights are clogged like a neighborhood lake. Being a daily...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 111

For some this might be too heavy. Accepting the moments that feel out of place during the tragic loss of a loved one. It's been two months since word reached me about my brother. Never once have I felt hurt and or alone. All too many times along the path I kept hearing the preachers in the pulpit shout out about Jesus and his guarantee to give each and everyone of us an everlasting life. Great sales pitch right? Wow and all we have to do is accept his presence? The eye opener for me actually...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 110

I got into a huge conversation with a Pastor yesterday about developing friendships. I was honest, "Friends in 2018 are an investment. It requires time, space, forgiveness, growth and your mother's kitchen sink. I don't feel the development of such a term is a good way to utilize time. Therefore I build and create relationships based 100% on the value of the moment." His reaction was immediate, "How would you describe our weekly conversations? Are we friends?" Now... Before I tap out my...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 109

There are so many subjects attached to this particular moment of thought moving in forward motion. We could spend time talking about intuition and how we choose not to listen. We know of an approaching change in our personal seasons but rely on outside objects and gadgets to keep us free of the weight. It's almost like turning up the car radio to the point of no longer hearing the clanking in the engine section of the car. I often wonder if we spent more time listening and not reacting how...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 108

I'm going to point blank ask the question, "Who do you super serve? Yourself? Your God? Your Boss? Sadly I think all three are somewhere in the Top 10 but nowhere near where they should be. Getting a grip on the chapters we are participating with requires the courage to take note of where you presently stand. I'm blessed daily with the opportunity to talk to the biggest names in music, movies, television and books. I've yet to meet the creative person that didn't look into the mirror and lay...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 107

How often do you sit and watch the growing path of a single raindrop? It's almost an impossibility when there's distance. To take note of such an incredible journey you have to be willing to get wet. To stand in the storm. To become part of the environment of a willingness to want to participate with something beyond your human touch. A single drop of water falls thousands of feet to hopefully be caught by the limbs and leaves of a love filled and giving tree. Once they meet the raindrop has...


The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 106

As a child I feared the wind more than thunder and lightning. Maybe its because Montana was the receiver of those extremely strong Chinook winds out of Yellowstone Natl Park. I always felt the trees in the neighborhood were going to come down and the end result was a ripped up moment of security and comfort. Today, I view the wind as being a source of information. It carries the seeds of plants and other things forward and outward. It cleans the leaves off the limbs of trees while dusting...