Guitar Performance & Instruction

Scott Randall Lindberg has 40 years experience as a guitarist and is a master at creating the perfect ambiance in settings such as art shows, galleries, private parties, weddings, restaurants and cafés.

A kind and experienced teacher, Scott also provides music lessons to students of all skill levels and age.

Please listen and enjoy this sampler. This collection represents only some of Scott’s talents. These nine songs were all recorded live with only one take and no edits.

For bookings & appointments:
Phone: 937.776.4790
Email: scottrlindberg {at} gmail.com
Scott currently lives in Yellow Springs, Ohio.

Planting the seeds of my desires

Planting the seeds of my desire and Letting Them Grow in the field of Intention.

Scott Randall Linndberg   May14/2012

I had a beautiful dream. I was tilling the soil and lovingly turning the dirt. It took many days to churn in the fertilizer I had been patiently preparing for months. I had been cultivating the seeds for weeks and they had responded to my care by sprouting into little baby plants. As I was relishing in the miracle of how a seed takes root and peek out of the carefully prepared soil. I had the idea to write a desire on a popsicle stick and place it carefully beside each sprout. After my morning prayers and meditation I would walk out side and run my fingers through the soil and visualize these wonderful miracles reaching out to hug the sun in communion with our Mother earth. One morning as I was standing near the planter I began to notice the subtle movements in nature, as I anticipated the day of planting. Everything seemed so vibrant and new. I began too observe the path of the sun, the verging temperatures and the feel of the air. I acquired a new appreciation for the rhythms of nature and how God expresses His love and miraculous kindness through all his creations. And for the first time I was in total awe of the beauty in the seemingly small things. The green of the grass, the azure blue of the sky. And the caress of a warm rain.

Then one day I awoke and heard a still small voice say that it’s time to plant. I slowly gathered the fragile shoots and put them in a tray.

The first was labeled, love and forgiveness. I gingerly peeled away the container and with my fingers gently made a little home for this perfect creation.I was awed by the feeling of gratitude as I remembered the joy that had come to me as I forgave others and then found that sweet forgiveness for my self , unconditional and forever, in advance. Then I took the stick and put it beside the plant-let. Next I took out the shoot that said, beautiful loving relationships. I repeated the process, careful to handle the sprout tenderly. As I planted this one I saw in my heart the love I have for my wife and my kids. I saw all my friends gathered round me and waiting in line to give me a hug. I eased it into the fertile soil and said a prayer of thanks giving. Moving down the row I reached for the plant who’s stick was labeled prosperity. As I planted this exquisite sprout I saw myself writing checks to all those whom I was in debt to and imagined looking at my bank statement as I noticed that all my bills were payed. I now have all I need to support my family and even have extra to give to the poor. I saw in my mind’s eye myself picking up the phone elated as a new client expresses his admiration for how I work in my field and how he insist that I do a job for him. I stop and said, thank you, thank you.

This went on as I planted the last one, entitled Spiritual contentment. Just then I felt this wonderful sense of peace flood my soul. I sat down and closed my eyes and heard a soft beautiful harmonic symphony playing in my ears. Then I heard myself pray this simple prayer. “I now release my intentions to God and our wonderful mother, earth. I plant them in the futile ground of pure potentiality and I expect them to bloom and bear fruit only when the season is right.”

I was quite surprised then as I heard a quiet voice sing within my belly saying, “Beloved, you don’t have to dig up the seeds to see if they’re growing, or get rigidly attached to the way in which they will develop.  Simply release them.

My heart swelled as I humbly enjoyed this amazing music from heaven.  I don’t know how long I sat there but when the music slowly subsided got up and went to the compost to prepare the mixture for the next planting.

Thoughts and dream inspired by Jason Rodgers and A book called

“The seven Spiritual Laws Of Success” by Deepak Chopra