When I'm inspired creatively, words flow through me like the electricity lights the bulb, as if by magic. When I'm inspired, words light up the pages of my notebooks, my pen tapping to the rhythm of my inner poetry. But when I'm blocked, the page is blank, the ukulele collects dust and the songs lay dormant in my throat.
There was a moment recently where I let the page be blank. I waited for the spark to strike, and I thought to myself, when will this creative block end?
And then I started to sing. Without the spark, I just started to sing again because I knew it was the right thing to do. I started to sing & write, and then I started to sing & write every day. The singing became the spark, and my inner pages lit up again with prose.
Sometimes we wait until the perfect moment to begin a project, to make something happen, or to be happy. Because of our conditioning, we are always waiting for something to come and make us happy.
When people say happiness comes...
We are made from sound. I repeat this like a mantra to integrate this statement into my moment to moment awareness. And as the sound emerges from my lips, I feel the truth vibrating against my upper palette, sending ripples of ancient knowledge up my spine.
We are made from sound. Go ahead, say it out loud.
In many creation stories, if you listen with your heart, you understand that the ancient ones knew this and passed the knowledge down in soliloquy, poetry, & story. They passed this knowledge down in forests, in caves, & in sacred mountains, through lineages & councils. The wisdom keepers literally sing the knowledge in mantric tones to let the truth be heard in the deep marrow of their bones.
Have you ever stepped into a Buddhist temple & felt the vibration of chants rolling forth from the lips of the holy men? This is a higher truth. Sound carries the consciousness of truth.
From sages to songwriters, many have harnessed the power of sound. This practice isn't...