Susanne Gabriela

The Song From Today's Episode: The Tale Of Times The spiritual journey of art has its ups and downs; is unpredictable and non-linear. Weeks of struggle and force accumulate to a revelation, the surrender of obstructions, and an experience of greater creation. Pain humbles with each successful or failed attempt; the lesson is the point. As the artist grows, so does the art. The art becomes beautifu...

The Song From Today's Episode: The Water Of Life The best artists have no walls to creation; no curtain of self; no fear of perceptions of others. They are in direct communion, and so their art vibrates with life and emanates God. When artists create, they free fall. Creation is dampened by, 'What will others think of me and my art?' Creation is boxed in by, 'Is this okay to share?' Creation is ha...

The Song From Today's Episode: Only Me As I Am The Secret To Immortality Divine River Of Life Will you carry me? Divine Ocean Of Bliss Will you bury me? Divine Water Of Knowledge Will you reveal to me? The Secret To Immortality Hail, River Divine Your stream sounds so pure Hail, Ocean Supreme Shall I just let me go? My splintered, scattered self At once, your waves devour I am just a tiny bird Pai...

The Song From Today's Episode: Darkness Can't Touch Me Cogs to artists. Tribes were connected and held sacred as one big family. Once a tribe was too big to call a family, it split in two, and one tribe moved to a different location and established another settlement. The Industrial Age connected the world and made it rich and fruitful, but that feeling of a familiar bond beyond the family vanishe...

The Song From Today's Episode: The Inevitable There is a shift that happens when you don't do it for yourself anymore but you do it for them.  Duty. No matter your mood. No matter the circumstance. You show up for them. When you are scared to show up, you face those fears for them. By healing them, you heal yourself.  Your dedication is serving your people. And as your good aligns with the world’s...

The Song From Today's Episode: Where Does My Suffering Come From? When my little soul came here it was alive, pure, playful, bold, intelligently knowing and being love; giving, and emanating divinity within. I don’t know exactly when the cloud of misery dawned on me. It must have been in High School, with the onset of puberty. Protecting myself from the great mean world I created a crust around my...

The Song From Today's Episode: Take Me Home With each step I take towards my destiny I am a little less pain and a little more soul. With each step I take, I fight the perpetuation of my past (identity) and fight my battle against myself to shed that coat of past by creating and sharing art. Each creation and sharing of art is accompanied by a release of past restrictions of self-expression, towar...

The Song From Today's Episode: Until Love Becomes My Name The road. Sometimes, other people hear your voice before you do. Sometimes, other people see a light you don't. And they tell you it shines from you. And you don't believe them; how could you? For you don't see that light. But you've been looking. But you've been looking in the wrong places. Treading carefully along a path well-lit. But no...

The Song From Today's Episode: Our Time Has Come What makes art beautiful? Living, emanating art holds captured beauty. The artist creating in a state of beauty, captures beauty. The artist in torment, captures torment. The artist dictates the manifestation of the art. Torment is not art. Art is beauty. The source of the art’s beauty is the artist. What makes an artist beautiful? Living souls are...

The Song From Today's Episode: Kiss My Lips Red With Love The young artist is fragile in many ways. Making himself available to real creation, he leaves himself vulnerable. Vulnerable to judgment, doubtful, and susceptible to feedback or lack thereof. The young artist’s journey is that of fighting with himself for himself. His character is marked by and built through struggles, hurdles, and pains...

The Song From Today's Episode: Straw Man, Sail To The Moon There are 3 acts of every artist’s journey. Act 1: Asleep Act 2: Awakening Act 3: Awakened Act 1: You create work as a selfish artist at home. You think your work is exceptional and are owed money and fame. You may hoard your work in your drawer or under your bed. You are bitter that other artists are famous, but you are not. You are just...

My Soul's Shoes: My Soul's Shoes, my little heart T' was a lonely road; I've arrived A door with my name The unknown, one step to take Goodbye tongue, goodbye eyes I am blind; you are light No more rules, no more form The pavement's holding me; the pavement's gone I bridge poetry and song My bridge to build, my weight to hold  My Soul's Shoes, my little heart  From death to life, colored bright  M...

A Life With You On A Bed: A life on a bed with you An opportune time for my rusty heart to heal in your arms Am I on your mind?  Cause you occupy my every fiber of soul Call out for me; will you, beautiful?   Sojourn with me on a bed Heal my soul with your touch And I’m yours for as long as you like   A song with your harmonies Live-to-tape on an afternoon A life on a bed with you I’m a dreamer; m...

my struggles & values I. Private Art: comfortable growth at own pace II. Public Art: compressed, pressured growth; leaps if not abandoned; facing pain in public III. Mastery: establishing one's voice through one's chain of art (portfolio) = carving one's place in art A box is a beautiful frame until it becomes my prison. Mastery requires demolition, undoing, and liberation. Masters fly like birds,...

Creation plays by its own drum, balancing the scales. I am but a speck on my isolated road. There’s the world’s heartbeat, but mine beats differently. I am selfish; is that where I go wrong?  Art restores my connection. Art reminds me to be humble. Art is my gift of union. When there is art, there is but one collective being. And I am it. And I am nothing. When I swim in art, I drown, and I am the...

Your catalog is your calling card. Don't optimize your actions based on how people perceive you. Optimize your actions based on what's true to you. If somebody sees me in my songs, I've made a mistake. Why does my art exist? Not all art is equal. Do I stand in the way of art? When there is me in the song, something is wrong. Is it about me?  Art is for self-healing until the scales tip. Then, art...

I’m a madman, mesmerized. By the love she holds for me, just now, I learn to see. I’m a madman in the sublime. Darling, truth be told, my heart is never bold enough. I’m a madman, terrified. By the beauty that life holds, I pray you won’t let go of me.   Thoughts be sublimed by the spirit of the night. Our bodies in a dance, not you, not two, there’s one of me. My potency of prose is your love for...

Where is choice in all of this? I don’t know, I don’t know. I write cause words call my name, and my name is my own. Poetry & song, a lost girl, let her fall. Repository of secrets, a portal to the divine Carved in stone is my heart, a part of art Romancing the stars, making love to the night Everybody knows that they will die, On A Godless Stage Where is love in all of this? I don’t know, I don’t...

Masters of love, muse of fire the woman I love, my only desire full-time employee of my heart, spiritual sister better part of my soul, a pearl on my shore monolithic love, in superposition enter the stream, to never return cunningly selfless, dangerous charm death takes a holiday, and I'm coming alive my renaissance, just watch my face a pilgrimage that takes all my pain I leave it behind, the pa...