There is something magical about beautiful music. Music that
is written and is expressed from the soul because it is the soul. This music
touches me on a much deeper level than I knew music could. It lifts my spirits
and carries me on the eternal rhythmic journey that connects us all to us all.
It leaves me feeling inspired, breathless and full of joy because I feel like I
have been shown a piece of heaven,
Nirvana, Bliss, Sacred space or whatever name of the eternal resonates with us.
Beautiful music sometimes fills me with tears - both joyful
and sad tears because it brings to the surface all that I am. All that I asked
to come here to be then drops me back off into reality. Leaving me reaching
grasping for more. Knowing that when I surrender I am in a place of magic,
surrender and love.
I love to start my
day listening to beautiful music. Allowing it to permeate every cell, pore of my
body. Relaxing into it. Allowing myself to float on the waves of sound. The
blissfulness of the nothingness that is the all.
I close my eyes and surrender to each note. Giving each note
permission to embrace me. Entrance me. Wake me up while at the same time
putting me to sleep. Easing any worry. Any pain, any apprehension or fear that
may be threatening to pull me down into the abyss. Allowing it to lift me,
carry me, to that place – that place we only glimpse when we let go of
everything accepting it is the same as nothing.
I love beautiful music. Closing my eyes, Inhaling the smell
of surrender. Breathing in the breath of life. Swaying inside and out to the
sound - to wonderful sound of life – beginning and ending, awakening and
sleeping. Every pore on my body on edge as I reach the ecstasy of
surrender. Allowing me to feel totally
and utterly alive. Prickles of anticipation and surrender mingling. Feeling my
cheeks move as a smile from deep within rises and spreads across my face.
I love listening to beautiful music. To soulful music. Ethereal
nusic like the voice of angels. Written from the heart, Written from that place
of total surrender. That place that does not question. Does not need answers.
That place that understands we are all here for a reason. Good or bad. That
place that knows no bounds yet has bounds of its own. That place that when I
find it, I feel like a little girl being born again. Awakening to the joy of
all that is available to me and for me.
Seeing all the possibility that exists. All the good that
is. And I want to hold on to the feeling for as long as I can. Until I remember
to just be where I am. Listening to the sound of life – the silence and the
noise all combined. Taking me. Holding me. Freeing me. To be all that I came
here to be. Returning to the beginning at the ending of this physical space
knowing it for the first time to begin all over again.
Music beautiful music. Love. Thank you. Namaste
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