What Does Sound Bring?

"What does sound bring?"

Sound brings... well, everything.

Vibration. The connection. I don't know what to say.

I felt so grateful for this - the deep experience of making the sounds from my heart. How fascinating that the soul lives in the muscles of this organ.

I feel a lot of burning in the upper bones of my chest. The pain I felt in the mouth of my stomach has now moved up through the thorax, up into my clavicle and throat. The fish bone that was stuck inside and didn't let me breathe.

How much did I need to condense my chest in order to feel this?

And somewhere inside, the voice that has a lot of power, the one connected with both sex and death. The one I've been restricting for so long... The connection to Siberia, my father's female line and the shamanic tradition.

Like a mermaid, I'm looking for my voice. I don't know what that sound is - a scream of a baby, a sob, an ecstatic moan, or a cry of a dying animal. I feel a snake coming out of my clavicle, my neck and head.

I'm in the forest again and again, going through it until it swallows me whole or spits me out. With the soul as a bird looking for a new place to nest.

This is the expression of the Self, held by the organ muscles of the body, the matter that holds everything together.

Everything is a personal process. These classes, the journeys we make, each one of us expressing through each other all the time.

I'm being reborn here - on a different day in August. In a different place. To a different mother.

Maybe she doesn't even know where I go into this internal forest.

Alone, to come out with my own gift.