My 9 yr old daughter & I
were recently hiking thru the woods of Maine...
we happened across an old abandoned cabin.
As I was exploring around,
she plopped herself down on the front porch
and began with her drum....
feeling the energy
the beauty
echoing thru the trees
connecting with all that is pure & raw...
past & present...
it was very haunting
very beautiful.
"I pick up my drum.
There's a deep awed silence
- a revered stillness -
in the moments of anticipating
what that first stroke
to my drum will create
for a sound vibration and
what that will do to my soul.
I let go and make contact
falling in love
with the vibrations,
which are not only heard clearly,
but felt deeply in my heart and body.
Before long,
the sounds create within me some
earth based exotic impulse to move.
compelled to move,
I follow this urge and very quickly
my movement turns to dance.
Dancing - my soul lightens -
freeing me to expand.
I am inspired.
These acts of dancing and drumming
bring sacred spirit's light into myself.
I call thanks to all the great beings
of the universe for helping me to satisfy
this great primitive longing in me.
I realize doing what makes me joyful
fosters gratitude.
I know having a grateful heart makes me
an instrument of God's peace.
I drum.
I move.
I dance.
I bring light into myself.
I bring joy into the world.
I am an instrument of God's peace".
