HOW THE SOUND INVIGORATED ME

I had many happy moments in my life. When I remember them, I notice that most of them are related to a moving experience of sound. Some of them I would like to share with you.

THE ORGAN

I remember when I played a church organ in a huge cathedral for the first time in my life. I was eighteen years old and I was absolutely enchanted by the sweet flute sound that came out of this impressive instrument. When I pulled out all the stops, the organ unfolded such an awe-inspiring sound, everything within me began to vibrate. It felt as if this sound had the power to reach corners of my heart that I had never explored before.

THE SOUND OF HEAVEN

When I was 25, I left my body for the first time. I was between being asleep and awake and I did not know what was happening. I just noticed that my body was paralyzed and I couldn’t move. My mouth dropped open and my soul slowly slid out of my mouth and up the wall. There I was, flying above my body and feeling nothing but pure love. It was totally overwhelming to feel the lack of judgement, critical thinking or bad thoughts. Only love and joy were within me and that felt like being reborn. There was no fear – everything was perfect the way it was. If you have ever made this experience, you probably know what I am talking about.

This wonderful memory is related to a memory of sound. While I was flying above my body, enjoying the new loving ME, I heard a sound….it was the sound of a guitar or a comparable instrument. Somebody was playing a very simple but yet touching melody. It sounded as pure as the love in my heart felt. I don’t know who played that melody. But I know that this melody sounded like home to me.