PROUDLY EMBRACING THE PARANORMAL!
January 29, 2007
A few days ago I was apprehensive about blogging my experiences with the paranormal, today I can’t wait to start again! I’ve learned so many things in the time I’ve spent on Earth that I can’t wait to share them!
I’m not a professional psychic, documented healer, or spiritualist. I’m a writer and an artist who’s lived an extraordinary life http://artiewayne.com/ I do, however, consider myself a psychically attuned, spiritually guided, observant layman who has made remarkable discoveries. Ever since I was a child I knew I was being given information and instructions from another place. When I started writing songs and composing music, I always felt that the best ideas, lines and passages came from somewhere else…somewhere outside of my ego and my own frame of reference.
Although I currently use deep meditation techniques to receive and access information, my best and deepest songs have all come from intense emotional times in my life.
The first time that I realized that I was channeling information from the other side was in the summer of 1966. I was a staff songwriter and producer for Scepter records in New York City. I had just gotten married and like most young breadwinners needed extra cash. I made a deal with Ed Silvers, who headed Scepters publishing company, that I would get a base salary of $125 a week plus $100 general advance for every song I’d have recorded. He would usually only accept one or two songs a week, which limited my income.
When he made a two week trip to Europe I took the opportunity to convince the label owners that I could write and produce sides for the Shirrelles, the Kingsmen and the Guess Who, as well as writing 10 new songs for a patriotic and spiritual concept album…all before Silvers got back.
Just as I started writing, my grandmother, “Gooma” who helped raise me and was a big influence in my life, became seriously ill. I was beside myself and stressed out, but I had a big job to do. In between bedside visits, I knocked out the pop songs first…then I did the patriotic songs. When it came time for me to do the spiritual songs, my grandmother took a turn for the worse. I started to write…and as I wiped away my tears, from out of nowhere an entire song came through me in less than 3 minutes. It’s called,” “Daddy, Daddy What is Heaven like?” It’s a song about a little boy having a conversation with his father…
Daddy, Daddy What Is Heaven Like?
By Artie Wayne
“Daddy, Daddy What is Heaven Like?
Is it like our house so pretty and White?
It doesn’t seem right, it doesn’t seem fair…
If Mommy loved us so…why’d she go there?”
“Heaven, my child, is a beautiful place
Where there’s a smile on everyone’s face
Mommy loved us both but she had to go…
We needed her so but they needed her more”
“Daddy, Daddy is Heaven very far?
How long would it take if we go by car?
If you cross me at the corner, I can take my bike
Daddy, Please tell me what is Heaven like?”
“You can’t go there by a bike or a car…
But if you’re good you’ll go real far.
Maybe someday you’ll go to Heaven too
If I know your Mommy she’s saved a place for you.”
“Daddy, Daddy I can hardly wait
I’m so excited Heaven sounds great!
Can I run and tell sister goodbye?
Why is there Daddy a teardrop in your eye?”
Copyright 1966/ 2007 Wayneart music
What’s ironic about this is…I never knew my father on Earth and didn’t have any children myself! In retrospect, I look at this as an exchange with my heavenly father who was answering questions that were in my spiritually developing mind.
God let us keep “Gooma” a little bit longer and I was fortunate to have Tiny Tim record “Daddy, Daddy” on his Gold album “Tiptoe Through the Tulips”.
I was proud when Miriam Makeba performed the song to a five-minute standing ovation in Philharmonic hall at Lincoln Center…but even prouder when she sang it on Johnny Carson’s “Tonight Show” the following night and my grandmother was able to watch it.
Copyright 2007 by Artie Wayne
My First Encounter With The Other Side
August 2, 2006
Ever since I unexpectedly channeled the late Star Trek writer Michael Piller in a conversation with Pod Blogger Sebastian Prooth, many people have asked me if I’ve had other experiences with the other side.
I’m not a professional psychic, documented healer, or spiritualist. I’m a writer and an artist who’s lived an extraordinary life http://artiewayne.com I do, however, consider myself a psychically attuned, spiritually guided, observant layman who has made remarkable discoveries
The first time that I realized that I was channeling information from the other side was in the summer of 1966. I was a staff songwriter and producer for Scepter records in New York City. I had just gotten married and like most young breadwinners needed extra cash. I made a deal with Ed Silvers, who headed Scepters publishing company, that I would get a base salary of $125 a week plus $100 general advance for every song I’d have recorded. He would usually only accept one or two songs a week, which limited my Income.When he made a two week trip to Europe I took the opportunity to convince the label owners that I could write and produce sides for the Shirrelles, the Kingsmen and the Guess Who, as well as writing 10 new songs for a patriotic and spiritual concept album…all before Silvers got back.
Just as I started writing, my grandmother, “Gooma” who helped raise me and was a big influence in my life, became seriously ill. I was beside myself and stressed out, but I had a big job to do. In between bedside visits, I knocked out the pop songs first…then I did the patriotic songs. When it came time for me to do the spiritual songs, my grandmother took a turn for the worse.
I started to write…and as I wiped away my tears, from out of nowhere an entire song came through me in less than 3 minutes. It’s called,” “Daddy, Daddy What is Heaven like?” It’s a song about a little boy having a conversation with his father…
“Daddy, Daddy What is Heaven Like?
Is it like our house so pretty and White?
It doesn’t seem right, it doesn’t seem fair…
If Mommy loved us so…why’d she go there?”
“Heaven, my child, is a beautiful place
Where there’s a smile on everyone’s face
Mommy loved us both but she had to go…
We needed her so but they needed her more”
“Daddy, Daddy is Heaven very far?
How long would it take if we go by car?
If you cross me at the corner, I can take my bike
Daddy, Please tell me what is Heaven like?”
“You can’t go there by a bike or a car…
But if you’re good you’ll go real far.
Maybe someday you’ll go to Heaven too
If I know your Mommy she’s saved a place for you.”
“Daddy, Daddy I can hardly wait
I’m so excited Heaven sounds great!
Can I run and tell sister goodbye?
Why is there Daddy a teardrop in your eye?”
Copyright 1966/ 2006- words and music by Artie Wayne for Wayneart music
What’s ironic about this is…I never knew my father on Earth and didn’t have any children myself. In retrospect, I look at this as an exchange with my heavenly father who was answering questions that were in my spiritually developing mind. God let us keep “Gooma” a little bit longer and I was fortunate to have Tiny Tim record “Daddy, Daddy” on his Gold album “Tiptoe Through the Tulips”.
I was proud when Miriam Makeba performed the song to a five-minute standing ovation in Philharmonic hall at Lincoln Center…but even prouder when she sang it on Johnny Carson’s “Tonight Show” the following night and my grandmother was able to watch it.
(Part Two)
Whenever a line or idea came to me, seemingly, out of the blue I considered it a gift. It was only during times of great emotional stress, however, when I channeled entire songs. The next time this happened was when my Grandmother passed away in 1974.
When I heard the news, I flew back to New York from Hollywood, where I was general manager of Warner Brothers Music. Although for the past few years I had been concentrating on promoting other people’s songs … now I was compelled to write again.
During the three-day period, from the time she passed until her funeral …Gooma came to me in my darkened hotel room several times. She talked to me in her usual comforting tone… told me not to cry or be afraid. She smiled and said I should be happy for her…that she was finally out of pain.
She didn’t look like the 83 year old that I revered…but like the thirty year old, whose picture lived in the family album. She sat across from me slightly illuminated by what seemed to be a light coming from within. She told me that we all have guides from the other side who anonymously give us information everyday…but from now on she would be my personal guide.
She told me not to tell my Mother or my aunt Wan about these visits right now…someday they’d understand. Then I remember writing…
From The Inside
by Artie Wayne
Like a star in the midnight sky…your love was there to guide me
When I was weak, too weak to try…you’d be right there beside me
Urging me on…Makin’me strong…”you’d keep sayin’,
“Go on boy…you can do it.
It’s only life… there’s nothin’ to it…
Just the seein’ through it “From the Inside”
I spread my wings, left the nest…swearin’ nothin’ would get by me
I tasted love and I tasted life…but not enough to satisfy me.
But leading me on…makin’ me strong…I heard you sayin’,
“Go on boy…you can do it.
It’s only life… there’s nothin’ to it…
Just the seeing through it From the Inside.”
(Then I stopped writing…I couldn’t trivialize this experience and turn it into a pop song. …But when I put a rose on her casket, as they were lowering her into ground…I was given the final verse.)
Like a star in the midnight sky…that fades into the morning
Came back to show ya’ I could fly.. you were gone without a warning
But lingering on…still makin’ me strong I hear you sayin’,
“Go on boy…you can do it.
It’s only life…there’s nothin’ to it…
Just the seein’ through it…From the Inside.”
Copyright-1974/2006 Rondor music
Text- Copyright-2006 Artie Wayne
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