“Music is the language of emotion”
I’ve just noticed I sat and reflected at 2.22
It has taken me this long to journal and connect
But the timing doesn’t matter, I have in truth found space to listen throughout the day.
To my own emotions
Spending the day clearing and cleansing, nesting, for a new start.
Aiding me shift my own energy and that around me with ease and grace.
I love sound
I find it to be an incredible midwife of change
Whether it’s Music, a voice, journaling my words or tuning forks.
I’ve studied its impact on the human body for several years
I am blessed to be offering these teachings in March
To help tone our ability to flow with the “noise” of life
To channel our own rythmn
But I also recognise it isn’t always a melody
Often, we listen to reruns of the same soundPercussions of programming within and around us
But we always have the opportunity to write our own song sheet
By looking at how we conduct our own connection
Taking time to observe what we are recieving
By hearing our feelings
Doing just that as I shuffled the cards today, the tumble dryer beating steady, the washing machine on fast cycle, I held the unknown image that had “flipped out” ironically from behind the new dawn, to my ear.
Aware of Sandlephon, in my lounge, as is often the case I recieved “let love be your lullaby”
The card was karma, beneath which sat the cup of replenishment, held by Sandlephon himself, number 22!
Today be aware of what you hear
Your own united verse
May we all drink from the rapid cleansing currently occurring and dance freely to our own Souls song, knowing it is this symphony that has always held us connected to the very beat of Pachamama