Sunday, May 31, 2009

The Song of the Universe

Cymatics reveals to us how vibration creates form. It reveals to us our birth, for we too, like the sand, are subject to vibration. Some unseen, unheard song is creating us...singing us into being. We are the sand upon the vibrating plate taking shape into our existence believing we are the peaks and points that take forn...believing we are this or that. And sometimes, we get stuck. We freeze in a familiar formation and say, "I am this." In reality, we are meant to be maleable, moldable, and at the mercy of the Great Sound. For if this great sound were to cease or be disrupted, these mighty houses we've constructed would disperse like so many grains of sand flung to the wind. Something is conscious of us and listening as it plays upon the instruments we are. It takes delight in the cocophony, an orchestration so grand it is far beyond our contemplation. It is masterful, elegant, swift, and awesome. It is the Song of the Universe, and still more. It is our Composer, and one who Loves beyond conditions, beyond the beyond.

If the law of "as above, so below" holds true, then we too are composers. We too sing songs that breathe shape into reality. But are we listening? Are we paying attention to the composition we create? What is our rhythm? What is the order we sing out of chaos? Are we in harmony with the Great Sound? With the words we speak, do we breed forgiveness or hatred? Do we give form to self-pity and blame or maturity and wisdom? Do we relinquish our masterpiece to our reasoning minds, ignoring the awkward thud that deflates our spirit? Do we allow the voices of others to influence our melody with fear or with hope? What are the consequences to our choices? You see, we are in the in-formation age. Our reality is forming based on the vibration of our thoughts, feelings, and actions...and based on the overwhelming amounts of information constantly being fed to us.

Someone is ALWAYS listening. What are you saying? In essence, our words do not matter. They are but sand upon a plate. You are the vibration that stirs the sand. You are the energy that forms the peaks and points and geometic patterns. Where is your faith? In the words with the meanings that have been told to you, in the words themselves, or in your own musicianship? Can an artist infuse hatred with love, fear with love, resentment with love, violence with love? Yes! Reclaim the symbols (agreements) and Be Love, sing love, create love, perpetuate love. Make sure the music that everyone hears in your presence is the Divine Song, no matter what.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Changing the World

I had a client today who shared with me that she sat with Max, the Crystal Skull. She was told in session with him that she "is here to change the world." "What a burden!" I smiled, noticing that she was using this bit of information to make her life seem stalled and unfulfilled. Such a belief is a burden when we take it as it comes within this illusory three dimensional dream we are living...the literal world. But it isn't so important or special as it sounds, and as many people would take pride and comfort in believing, because it doesn't just apply to a few. Max said something very true, not just of my client but of us all. We are here to change the world. But what does he mean?

Is it enough when a person is a full-time mom? "How can I save the world that way?" she asks herself? Should we drop everything and run to an ashram? Are we meant to write a miraculous book that will change people's lives? "But I don't even have a college education! I'll never meet my potential," someone else argues. Are we meant to work with the poor like Mother Theresa? Perhaps. Perhaps not.

These considerations and doubts simply don't matter. You see, each of us is a world unto ourselves. That is the world to which Max was referring. That is the only world we can ever hope to change. That is the only world we should want to change, for it's the only one we have even a prayer of affecting. Yes! You ARE here to change the world, the world that you are... And suddenly the burden lifts. For there is nothing more we need to do than wake up every day with the intent of changing "the world" for the better. That's it. Done. Put the books away and save all that workshop money.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Kaleidoscope

Each of us is like a kaleidoscope. With just a turn of circumstance or a change of mind or heart, we make such amazing patterns, each of us unique and brilliant. When we are in flow with life, the image of ourselves is fluid and ever-transforming like the images one sees when one turns the dial of the kaleidoscope. But what tends to happen to us? We fixate on an idea of who we are and all that we could be becomes stuck into one fixed image. I am like this. I am like that. I can’t do this. I don’t do that. Yet each of us has so much untapped potential…so many gradients of colorful expressions. What will it take to explore all your colors and let them show?

Imagine walking through life as if you were looking at everything through a kaledioscope. Everything would shift and move before you could pin it down.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Talking to Plants

On the back of my car, I have vinyl lettering on the windshield spelling out my website http://www.thevoiceoflife.com/. Today, one of my students at the college where I work part time asked me what that meant. I explained to him that I work with sound for healing. As usually happens when I answer that question, I got a blank stare and then a strained attempt at relating to what I had just shared. People often try to understand sound healing as they understand any kind of western approach to health. "Oh, so it's like eating foods that are good for an illness?" Yes, I said. Only one uses the voice instead of the food for the health effect. I said working with sound in this way was my passion.

As the student was leaving for the day, he turned to me and said, "Now I am going to spend time in my passion." He explained that he works with a friend to tend a garden. He went on to describe how he and his friend have divided the garden in half. They both talk to and give lots of attention to the left side while the right side, they just tend without involvement. On the left side, they touch the plants with their bare hands while on the right, they wear gloves. He said, "You know, that left side is doing so much better than the right. Those plants like to be talked to!"

"Exactly!" I said. "So you do understand sound healing!"

Plants don't speak English or French or any other language save one. They speak the langauge of the soul. They respond to the vibration of intent. When we speak to our plants with loving, compassionate words, they feel that energy, and they respond. It isn't much different for us. We too respond much more to the energy behind the words rather than the words themselves. We too grow and trust and open when we receive the kind attention of others, be it a smile, a thoughtful word, or a simple "ungloved" touch. And that is just the beginning.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Playing for Change

Music and Its Potential to Change the World
It's only just begun...

Friday, May 1, 2009

Dharma

What is dharma? Dharma is what we do in the world, it is action, contribution.

But it is more than just working a job or business. Dharma is unique to each of us. We each bring something to the world that only we can bring. The problem is we don’t believe that we have anything to offer. Or we shrink from putting ourselves out there…and really, we only shrink from it because we don’t believe it. Our faith is elsewhere. And yet, if you are still breathing, there is a reason you are…something you are supposed to share, or want to share, or need to share.

I remember a dream I had in which a voice from somewhere posed the question, “What would have happened if Jesus hadn’t shared his truth?” I woke immediately crying. I was so astonished by the very thought! Think about it. He could have easily told himself, “I can’t do that.” “Those people won’t like what I have to say.” “I just want to sleep in today.” And it left with me filled with so much gratitude that he did share and the strong urge to likewise share my truth.

I recently read that when we use our gifts in this world, without apology, we free others to use theirs. Imagine what this world would be like if each of us had the courage, faith, and generosity to bring ourselves fully into the world as a gift. So, I ask you now, what light are you hiding under a bush? What is it you have to say? What is your contribution? And what is keeping you from knowing the answers to these questions or from sharing these gifts right now?