Experiencing a Solstice service last night on Zoom was a treat. It may have been my first experience honoring this auspicious transition. What this 2020 solstice represents is bigger than my human brain can understand. I feel the heat of my feet on the fire of change. The whole experience left me with a list of people I let go of, the painful circumstances connected these people represent, and hopefully the emotions tied with them. It is my intention to release the regrets and unfulfilled wishes to find resolution by turning them over to the Universe.
The music provided during the service by Sorellanza was transcendent. The healing sounds brought me to a cascade of emotions I could feel moving through my body. I was bathed in the healing qualities of musical melodies and harmonies using sound waves. I didn’t know such a thing was possible until I experienced it with my own eyes back in 2008.
I attended the Third Annual Conference of the Sound Healing Network held at Rowe Center, Rowe Massachusetts in November of that year. Facilitated by sound healing practitioners, I witnessed a demonstration of cymatics. The science of Cymatics vividly demonstrates how inert substances can be "brought to life" when stimulated by audible sound frequencies.
I witnessed a pile of sand convert into a beautiful geometric pattern using vibration. I’ve seen liquid rhythmically vibrate into a beautiful kaleidoscope shape. It’s an amazing experience to watch vibration in action.
Sound healing transforms. The next time you immerse yourself in music that inspires and expands your energy, know there’s a concert of beautiful harmonies forming all over your body. Healing harmony. Extend the healing further by using your imagination and welcome in wholeness. What better way to welcome in solstice than with the sound of harmony in our Universe.
And... An Ode to Cymatics
By Jeff Volk
Before there were eyes to see when a vast darkness still permeated the void, All rested beneath a firmament of Sound.
I stare into the primal pool breath ripples the water and light appears –as if from within– a raiment of pastel profusion barely the faintest hint of definition.
I open myself and eyes appear –as if from within– so that I might see myself apart from the landscape, a part of the landscape– my original face peering out of the darkness, peering into the void.
Without fear; without pain; no sharp edges; no hard places; no borders. Nothing to recoil from no need for protection no need for rejection– no separation.
I raise my voice and Behold! I Create my own personal playground, a universe of figure, form and motion arising from my impetuous imagination.
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