Today I am grateful for sounds.
The cheerful tones and the undertones.
Today I chose to listen. All day. I heard beauty.
Music: Isn't it incredible that smallest pressure on a string creates a sound that you want more of? All the strings: piano, guitar, cello, voice. Music stirs something inside me that mirrors pleasant anticipation for the next note and the next and the next. It's spirit-ful anticipation without anxiety. What the what? How is that even possible? Good music sounds like gratitude and makes me a deeper person.
Running feet: This sounds like health to me and feels like joy. I choose this thought when my kiddos are stampeding through the house like a herd of rhinos competing in the Olympics. Running feet are happy feet. My feet connect me to the earth, hold me up, take me where I want to go and remind me that I can go anywhere. See...sounds like pure health. .
Laughter: Laughter, especially from my family, feels like liquid sunshine and makes me downright plucky. We came out of Costco today, along with the rest of the people in the gosh dang land, and found that mama (that would be me) left her keys in the ignition, car turned on and idling for the entire 45 minutes we were shopping. I feel like someone missed out on an opportunity to own a tried and true mommy assault vehicle (AKA mini-van). The sound I heard come out of mine and my kid's mouths... laughter. We laughed! Stupid mistake. Liquid joy.
Nuts: Stay with me here. I really like the crunch of nuts. It's my body saying "Yo, thanks for giving me that there awesomeness." I like cashews, pistachios, pecans, macadamia nuts, brazil nuts, hazelnuts, almonds. ALL THE NUTS! "Crunch, crunch, crunch...thank you, thank you, thank you for choosing 'dees nuts." -My Body
Fire: *sigh* the sound of fire speaks of warmth and wants me to snuggle with it like a boyfriend. It's not a safe element, and yet I feel safer when it's there. Warmth is one of my core values. I am now and will forever choose to be a warm person. The sounds of fire whispers right to my center about choices and peace.
Vacumming: This one is really obvious. It means cleaning is happening and hopefully not by me. It means that I will turn around to a vaguely put-together room with combed hair ready to be taken to church on Sunday. It sounds like organization.
Silence: Simon & Garfunkel would be seriously wronged if I did not include this. In our world, we have to choose silence. The opportunity to be silent will not find us. We have to seek it. At first it feels deafening. Then I get curious and wonder what it has to say. So much, so so much to share..
What are some of your favorite sounds? Listen for them, relish in them with your eyes closed for a moment, roll around in the them like you did when you were a kid in the sand.