Thursday, January 27, 2011
1.27.11 Fine Tuning
You can tune fine tune your energy with sound in much the same way as you dial in a radio station until there is no static and you have a clear signal. Frequency is used to remove static and interference so that you energy is clean and clear. There are many sources and methods of utilizing sound for this purpose- Tibetan bowls, drumming, crystal bowls, rattles, tuning forks, gongs, toning and mantra are all fast and effective.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
1.15.11 Dream Frequencies
Last week I had a most amazing dream. I was at a hot springs- there were actually two springs side by side that each had man-made rectangular entrances that made them look like small pools- about 3' by 8'. But in fact, when you went into the water it opened up underneath into larger underwater pools, big enough that you couldn't see how far they extended. The water was very clear and light blue and ten to twelve feet deep. I was in the water briefly- underwater, looking around- but then realized there were some sea creatures in there that made me nervous so I decided to get out. There were squid, small, about a foot long but they would try to attach themselves to people or suck on them and even though they were actually friendly it creeped me out. Also the people I was with were a little too "new agey" for me so I was being pretty introverted and keeping to myself.
Each "pool" had a cover that could be pulled over the entrance when everyone left for the day and it was getting close to that time. I was sitting on steps going into the pool to the left and I began toning. It was almost like an entrance into an underground chamber only it went into the spring and I was curious how the tones and overtones would resonate into the entrance and in the water. They were getting ready to cover the entrances and in fact they did. I expressed my disappointment and someone remarked "Oh now that we're getting ready to go you're suddenly interested." I said yes, that I was curious how the overtones would sound in the chamber so they opened it back up and let me tone into it. I wondered what it would be like toning into the water and how the resonance in the entrance chamber would affect the surroundings and the sea creatures.
I begin toning again. To the left of me on the bank it is fairly muddy. I am toning and creating strong overtones and as I look around me I see that there is movement in the mud bank that is clearly caused by the overtones. As I continue toning and watching this area a small girl's face begins to emerge from the mud. I go over to her, continuing to tone. She is dead. She looks like she is about 4 years old, a very beautiful face, still covered with mud but her features are visible and her body emerges from the mud revealing the rest of her as I tone. She hasn't been dead for very long. Her body has not begun to decompose. I take her in my arms and as I continue toning I see two men in suits standing a ways off to the right, 12-15 feet away. Clearly they are "bad guys", the men who have killed her, and they move closer, smirking, as the girl begins to come back to life with the sound. They are silently telling me that I cannot beat them at their game. They are each holding an oblong object in one hand- a frequency generator. Nothing but a dark oval shaped object with one red button that fits comfortably in one hand.
I am not afraid of them. I am holding her in my arms and they are now standing over us, still smirking. They each push a button on their frequency generator and it emits a single frequency which I know is intended to kill the little girl once again. She is so beautiful. I am bent over her, holding her close to me, trying to protect her with my body as well as my voice from their sound, overtoning loudly, modulating the pitch trying to find the exact tone that will negate the frequency they are generating. But it doesn't work. She is dead, again, but this time with a beautiful broad smile on her face, a look of total happiness and peace. And I know that they did not win.
Each "pool" had a cover that could be pulled over the entrance when everyone left for the day and it was getting close to that time. I was sitting on steps going into the pool to the left and I began toning. It was almost like an entrance into an underground chamber only it went into the spring and I was curious how the tones and overtones would resonate into the entrance and in the water. They were getting ready to cover the entrances and in fact they did. I expressed my disappointment and someone remarked "Oh now that we're getting ready to go you're suddenly interested." I said yes, that I was curious how the overtones would sound in the chamber so they opened it back up and let me tone into it. I wondered what it would be like toning into the water and how the resonance in the entrance chamber would affect the surroundings and the sea creatures.
I begin toning again. To the left of me on the bank it is fairly muddy. I am toning and creating strong overtones and as I look around me I see that there is movement in the mud bank that is clearly caused by the overtones. As I continue toning and watching this area a small girl's face begins to emerge from the mud. I go over to her, continuing to tone. She is dead. She looks like she is about 4 years old, a very beautiful face, still covered with mud but her features are visible and her body emerges from the mud revealing the rest of her as I tone. She hasn't been dead for very long. Her body has not begun to decompose. I take her in my arms and as I continue toning I see two men in suits standing a ways off to the right, 12-15 feet away. Clearly they are "bad guys", the men who have killed her, and they move closer, smirking, as the girl begins to come back to life with the sound. They are silently telling me that I cannot beat them at their game. They are each holding an oblong object in one hand- a frequency generator. Nothing but a dark oval shaped object with one red button that fits comfortably in one hand.
I am not afraid of them. I am holding her in my arms and they are now standing over us, still smirking. They each push a button on their frequency generator and it emits a single frequency which I know is intended to kill the little girl once again. She is so beautiful. I am bent over her, holding her close to me, trying to protect her with my body as well as my voice from their sound, overtoning loudly, modulating the pitch trying to find the exact tone that will negate the frequency they are generating. But it doesn't work. She is dead, again, but this time with a beautiful broad smile on her face, a look of total happiness and peace. And I know that they did not win.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
1.13.11 Sound Adjustment
One morning last week Henry and I were sitting in bed having coffee. I had kind of a crick in my neck and was some what uncomfortable not having much range of motion when I turned my head to the left. For whatever reason I suddenly remembered how when I was little, about 5, that when I would get sent upstairs to take a nap I would stand on my bed with my blanket over my shoulders and shout over and over, "When can I get up? When can I get up?" I would repeat it very rhythmically and loudly and really I wasn't unhappy at all. I just didn't want to take a nap! Eventually I would tire of it and wrap my blanket all around me like a cocoon and lay down on my bed and fall asleep. I told Henry about it and began laughing and said, "That was my first chant!" I began repeating it again just like I did when I was little and suddenly my neck adjusted and I had no more pain! Once again, healed by chanting!
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
1.5.11 Compelling Sounds
The night before last someone came to the center for our weekly sound healing meditation. She had called me to be sure I was going to be there because she also wanted to buy a crystal bowl. She was hoping to purchase was a large A natural bowl and was coming from a fair distance.
She and her husband both came for the meditation and afterward we sat for quite a while so that she could pick out the bowl she wanted. She told me that she had come to an FSMTA (Florida State Massage Therapy Association) meeting two years ago that I had presented at. She said that when she came in to the meeting she had a headache. I started off by giving essentially a mini sound journey playing a variety of acoustic instruments so that they could experience how the different sounds affected them. The drone flute, didgeridoo and a crystal bowl were among the instruments I chose. When she left her headache was gone. The bowl I had with me was an A.
She never forgot the sound. She fell in love with it and ever since then had been waiting for the day that she could get one of her own. I was so moved by this, that a single sound could be so compelling as to never be forgotten- astounded and amazed once again by the incredible power sound has to grab our awareness and touch us so deeply that we can actually wait years for the opportunity to hear it again. And if at all possible we will find a way to keep that sound around us so that we can hear it over and over knowing we will never grow tired of it... those sounds that cause our heart to expand every time we hear them, that create a softening, a gentle melting within us... that connect us with the essence of beauty and the quality of compassion.
She ended up buying a crystal bowl and two Tibetan bowls that sounded incredibly beautiful with it. This way she could use them all together if she was at home or in her own office and if she was doing a massage at someone else's office she could just bring one of the Tibetan bowls which would be easy to travel with.
Once I was teaching a class and I was playing a C & G tuning fork, going around to each person holding up the tuning forks on either side of their head letting them listen to the two tones together. One woman instantly got tears in her eyes. When everyone had listened and were sharing their experience she said, "It felt like coming Home."
She and her husband both came for the meditation and afterward we sat for quite a while so that she could pick out the bowl she wanted. She told me that she had come to an FSMTA (Florida State Massage Therapy Association) meeting two years ago that I had presented at. She said that when she came in to the meeting she had a headache. I started off by giving essentially a mini sound journey playing a variety of acoustic instruments so that they could experience how the different sounds affected them. The drone flute, didgeridoo and a crystal bowl were among the instruments I chose. When she left her headache was gone. The bowl I had with me was an A.
She never forgot the sound. She fell in love with it and ever since then had been waiting for the day that she could get one of her own. I was so moved by this, that a single sound could be so compelling as to never be forgotten- astounded and amazed once again by the incredible power sound has to grab our awareness and touch us so deeply that we can actually wait years for the opportunity to hear it again. And if at all possible we will find a way to keep that sound around us so that we can hear it over and over knowing we will never grow tired of it... those sounds that cause our heart to expand every time we hear them, that create a softening, a gentle melting within us... that connect us with the essence of beauty and the quality of compassion.
She ended up buying a crystal bowl and two Tibetan bowls that sounded incredibly beautiful with it. This way she could use them all together if she was at home or in her own office and if she was doing a massage at someone else's office she could just bring one of the Tibetan bowls which would be easy to travel with.
Once I was teaching a class and I was playing a C & G tuning fork, going around to each person holding up the tuning forks on either side of their head letting them listen to the two tones together. One woman instantly got tears in her eyes. When everyone had listened and were sharing their experience she said, "It felt like coming Home."
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