Music
How are we to explain a melody that suddenly pops into our head? One possibility is that we have heard it recently, if only subliminally. Or maybe we are reminded of it by having just heard a similar one, or perhaps by sounds from nature. (For example, certain bird songs remind us of classical themes.)
I normally work through the person’s music to improve their life. For, as in music – so in life. But sometimes I have to work first with the life to then improve the music, so that it may then further improve the life.
A woman has a beautiful cello which she plays very well, technically. But
Throughout the ages music has been associated with mothering. The first sounds the baby hears are those of his mother – her breathing, her pulse and of course her voice transmitted to him through his watery environment. He is in a sea of pulsation, all generated by the mother.
In the outer
The basic problem of all existence, the root cause of all human suffering, is alienation from the mother. She was the whole world to us – the source of all love, and the cause of all distress. Reconciliation with her, the grateful reunion, is the task of life. This is the way, the only way,
“Composing,” the composer proclaimed, “is creating within restraints.” And I did hear it right: restraints!
I have always believed that more restraints mean less creativity. Creativity comes from the Muse, and It must be free to express Itself into the world, for Its Song is ever of love. But there are
It has been said that muscles have memories. And no muscles have more memories than the external muscles that control the tongue. Every negative emotion that has afflicted us throughout our lives, it seems, is held in those muscles – every cry of anguish, every sob of
When I was six I was admitted to hospital extremely ill, not thought to live.
I vividly recall my mother waving good-bye to me through the glass screen. (I must have been in an isolation unit.)
Then she hurriedly turned away to hide her tears, but I knew. And then she was
All music is given to us as an expression of love and we give it on as another expression of love. From the heart to the heart.
This is probably the simplest and most direct statement that I can make about music.
Over all my years of endeavoring to heal, I have found time and again that I cannot work with
The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds.*For music is the mother, and such a man has rejected her. He has no desire for the conciliation which is, I