I was diligently working to prepare to lead my Book Group this afternoon and, despite my efforts, instead of reviewing the material and creating slides to present as I normally do, I had the strongest urge to sing. Not any song I knew or had heard before, not even words, just vibrational tones that felt like they must come through.
It hit me so powerfully that I couldn't not ...
Recently I've been experiencing this deep urge to tone with my voice more frequently than ever in my life. It comes on strongly, at unexpected times, during sessions with Physical Therapy clients, in my yoga classes, in conversation, while driving, on a hike, at the coffee shop.
I've been exploring my voice more, timidly cracking out of my shell. Trying to lean into the nervousness and fear around sharing, sometimes using my phone to record a voice memo and listen back, singing along to what comes through.
This afternoon, the more I tried to stay focused on my task, the stronger the urge to tone. So I finally grabbed a set of tuning forks (the Schumann Resonance if you're curious), set up my camera and mini-mic and indulged the need for expression that was getting in the way of my more "productive" activities.
Not before long, something totally magical happened ...
It didn't even seem stormy out the windows of my office, but as I sang and visualized my connection with the core of the planet and invited that sense of connection into and through my voice, thunder cracked and the rain started.
At first I was so amazed that I stopped singing so I could share it (Ha! I was so excited -- as you can probably see in the video).
Then I went back to singing and cultivating my coherence with the element of rain. To my utter awe, I began to experience an indescribable depth of connection. As my voice strengthened, the rain pounded harder. As my voice softened, so did the rain. I know this sounds crazy but it wasn't the other way around: I wasn't inspired by the rain; I inspired the rain. I could sense it in every cell of my being. It felt absolutely magical, an experience orchestrated by some aspect of my higher self, a demonstration of the power of frequency.
It was so profound that I cried, tears rolling down my face from the energy of recognition, the feeling of reconnection with something so ancient that I don't even have words for. As I cried, no longer able to sing, I recalled when a very dear friend / healer shared her experience of literally singing a spring into being. I learned there exists an old Scandinavian tonal practice, kulning, which sings the grazing animals down from high mountain pastures (which I did not know until now, searching for evidence of similar phenomena after what I experienced today). Many original traditions hold that every plant, every element, has its own song which can be learned with genuine study. Chanting and sound in all traditions is linked to manifestation. There are so many more tonal practices that are nearly lost to our time and speak to the incredible role sound has in all of creation.
If there exist frequency technologies that have the capacity to control and manipulate our weather patterns, why wouldn't our own incredible vocal technologies be capable of creating influences that are beyond our current understanding? "Hidden in plain sight" feels like it's gaining a whole new meaning or me as I dive deeper and explore my voice.
I have so many more questions than answers, but what I am certain of is that I will continue to tone, to sing, and through this rediscover (or remember) who I am and my role on this planet.
And in a way, the singing did contribute to the book group, but that's a story for another time.
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