Rock and Roll.

"Its been a long time since I rock and rolled,
Its been a long time since I did the stroll.
Ooh, let me get it back, let me get it back,
Let me get it back, baby, where I come from." Plant/Page

How long has it been since you rocked and rolled?
Has it been a while since you did the stroll?

Perhaps your appetite for destruction
made your miss the Spotlight
and you have fallen off the stage.

Do you want to get back to where you came from?

Before the rigid rules and social conditioning began to define you,
there was the real you and your soul strutted.

Do you feel like that somewhere along the line your true self became dazed and confused?

And you want to let your heart strut it's stuff and re-discover your inner-rock star?

Your inner- rock star is who you really are...
And you don't have to make the cover of Rolling Stone
to know you made it.

Even if you were born in a small, hick-town in the middle of nowhere to a poor momma and a dad, you were created to PLAY LOUD.

If you grew-up in a small fishing village on the Florida coast you may hear the call to your heart to join a group of rock and roll revolutionairies who believe the Music of their soul can change the world.

It doesn’t matter if the small-town locals think you are absurd

PLAY LOUD.

Don’t allow them to stifle the sound of your soul.

Robert Plant was a rock star long before he made it to the stage lights.
Come on, when he was four years old,
standing in front of the mirror
he held his sister's big, round, red hair brush
alone in his bedroom and
had a concert in his heart for 20,000 people.

And you don't need 20,000 adorning fans to let out your inner-rock star;
rebel against all that oppresses you soul and takes away the Divine image
in which you were created.

God is your #1 fan along with millions of angels all over heaven who stand and cheer
when you are carried back to where you came from.

Stand in front of your full-length mirror;
See yourself.
See beneath the surface of perceptions.
Imagine.
Crank up your soul's IPod
and listen to your heart.

Turn it up until it drowns out all the noises in your head,
and tune-in to the one Voice of your soul.
Feel the music of your heart.
Let the music carry you back from which you Came.

Dance.
Groove.
Stroll.

Be radical.
Toss your TV set out the window along with all the false images
that attempt to tell you what you should be,
so that you can be who you really are...
so that you can be what you are.

In angst, smash your Les Paul on the stage floor;
kick over your drum kit and break free
from all that holds you in bondage and
oppresses your soul.

Rebel.
Break the rules that hold you back.

"Open your arms,
open your arms,
open your arms,
and let My
love
come running in."

Cuz, waaaay down inside...woman (man) you need Love.