

Playing it by Ear
“Play it by ear.” You hear that a lot these days. “Let’s play it by ear.” Sounds so easy. Not much planning or research or thinking about it. You just go for it and do it. That sounds easy doesn't it? Hear it all the time. In fact, I heard someone say that just today. It reminded me that I have been meaning to tell you about how I got this mangled up right ear. I know you have noticed it. I have seen you looking at it, and probably wondering, maybe for a second or two, what


Ask Professor Wiseasski
If you want a simple answer, ask a simple man. What do the Northern Lights look like from Prescott, AZ


Land of the Free, Home of the Brave
We were born here, and we were raised with a dream: a dream written down more than two hundred years ago by some folks who got out of a pret


Whose Plantation You Workin' On?
We have indeed become slaves to technology.


At the Monastery
Ben had never been in this place before—a huge room, found at the end of the long hallway, just off the main entrance. Residents were not allowed in that area without a special pass. Ben had one today, for the first time. The light was low … the room dimly lit by burning sticks of incense … candlelight faintly flickering on the ceilings and walls. Ben could make out shapes huddled in the middle of the large, tall room. Strange, haunting tinkling sounds could be heard softly comi


The Impossible Cure
My friend Ben used to watch old Lewis hobble along the sidewalk of the downtown square back in Enid, Oklahoma. Lewis always had his crutches, one under each arm, and he literally dragged his legs and feet along as he pivoted the crutches back and forth. He had gotten really good at it. Ben had seen him going along without missing a beat even when the streets and sidewalks were covered with a layer of ice. Ben never knew how Lewis became crippled, and he could not remember a


Not For Babies Only...
As I turned on the water to draw my bath, I glanced at the shelf by the tub lined with bottles of bath oils and lotions, reflecting various colors of the sky, the earth and flowering desert plants. Many of those bottles were given to me by friends at a birthday party who said, "Be kind to yourself, take a warm, long bath, relax, luxuriate and treat yourself like a baby." Hmmm... I began by dipping my elbow into the bath water to check the temperature. As I slowly stepped i


Living the Nashville Dream
Cody walked onstage and surveyed the huge, cheering crowd, soaking in the excitement and energy radiated by thousands of adoring fans, the flashing effects lighting, the fog, and fireworks spewing from the pillars behind him. The warm-up band had been good … but the huge audience had evidently come to see him, Cody, the star attraction. “Cody! Cody! Cody!” Their chant filled the huge auditorium to the rafters. He threw his right arm up in the air with his guitar pick in-hand


Leon Cried - A Song - A Spiritual Parable
I wonder if these songs come to me for a purpose, and if there are meanings that need to be explored, lessons to be learned.


barking frog music group - who we are.
Here's the story of how it all began . . . "The mind will play funny tricks on you. One minute you’re in a business meeting or hard at work on the job, and then, something will hit you that brings back a familiar taste, or smell, or feeling, and the next thing you know, you’re remembering those times years ago, sitting around a campfire after a big camp meal, with friends or family. I remember we’d pull up logs and sit around . . just poking the fire, swatting bugs, swapping