The Song Whisperer

I’ve been listening to Jay’s latest song, There’s a Storm Rolling In, over and over. It’s not completely my fault. I was minding my own business this morning and trying to get some long overdue cleaning and organizing done in the house, and next thing I know. . . I’m humming . . “There’s a Storm Rolling In. . . ” That in itself is not a big deal. I often have songs pop into my head for no reason. . . constantly in fact. I’m like some sort of organic iPod random shuffle. But there is a different quality or feeling in this instance.

And this isn’t the first time that one of Jay’s songs have gone all weird on me in the last week.

End of last week, I was at work and owning an Excel Spreadsheet like a boss, when out of *nowhere*, and in a Very Dramatic way. . .the beginning part of a song that Jay wrote over a year ago came barreling into my head. (You can hear it here, A New Wind Blowing) It was loud, intrusive, and definitely came from outside of me . . . meaning, it wasn’t just my thoughts picking up or thinking about the song. . . it was just there of its own accord. Like in a, “Hello!!! My name is Tom and I just moved into the neighborhood, and thought I’d stop and say hi!” kind of way.

I think I may have even jumped from being startled.

I’m used to really weird shit happening, but this was a new one even for me.

The song seemed to have its own distinct personality. It was hyper, excited, and wanted to “be a part of this”. At which point, I saw/heard the song Jay had just published about the storm. . . and at a certain point in *that* song I saw the one that had just crashed the party in my head. . . start to do an overlay of itself over (or through? weaved?) the other song. “I want to be a part of this.”

Lucky for the song “A New Wind Blowing”, Jay happened to be online. . . and I was immediately writing him.

“Ummm. Baby? You’re not going to believe this but, a song of yours has a message it wants me to give you. . . ”

And lucky for *me*. . . Jay is hardly ever surprised by what comes out of my mouth, and is easily able to roll with it. (Thank fucking god I found him. Damn I’m a lucky girl).

He called me a “Song Whisperer”.

Anyways, so back to today’s little treasure. The song came into my mind in a similar fashion, but less intrusive/hyper, and more subdued/gentle. Again, it felt like it came from outside of me and it had its own distinct personality. But this one wasn’t wanting to give a message to Jay, it had something it wanted to share with me.

So I gave in (hey, why not?), and got my phone and started playing it while I continued with my chores. But I had to make myself stop and really be present with the song. Spirit and Soul don’t speak if you aren’t paying attention.

It was then, that I was able to feel something stir and awaken in me. It felt a little melancholic. But deeper and fuller than that. It was swirling and expanding something in my root chakra, that gave it a timeless feeling. Something delicate and beautiful. . . faint and soft, was floating up from there. It felt like *meaning* and *purpose*. . . *fate* . . . *destiny*. . .

. . .*larger than life*. . .

. . . a feeling I faintly recall from childhood that’s been starting to find its way back into my vocabulary the last few days. A feeling of caring again. A feeling of wanting to join life again. A feeling that doesn’t have words yet. . . the closest I can use for translation from feeling to English is “swelling heart loving beauty for all of Life”. A feeling of being filled with care, nurturing, love, acceptance, kindness. It feels like something ancient. Something True.

Maybe something along the lines, of what a person would feel when they know they are taking their last breath. . .

Except. . . add to that, a person just about to start a brand new life. . . and it’s everything they’ve ever wanted.

They’re standing on that threshold

. . . on one side, they are saying goodbye to all they’ve ever known. . . and the love and appreciation for all the things they got to experience . . . and all the others who shared in that experience with them. A feeling of love and gratitude.

. . . on the other side, they are starting to see the sun’s rays fall on the new life that’s the result of so much hard work and sacrifice. A place of peace and love. Laughing and Love. Family and friends. . . as far as the eye can see. . . welcoming you with open arms. Singing a song of love and warmth. . . forgiveness. . . acceptance. . . for all of who you are. And in return loving all of them for all of who they are.

Perhaps. . . that’s why the sunny, shiny, new beginnings song “A New Wind Blowing” wanted to be a part of “There’s a Storm Rolling In.” They’re inevitably a part of each other. . . always. The New comes barreling across the threshold, and takes ahold of the Old’s hand. . . and threads both into the New, to forever continue the Story of Life.

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  1. So happy you’re sharing this, and always so generously, like an unstoppable outpouring : )…I really enjoy this new interaction with music (and songs as conscious beings in their own right) and how it’s pinging messages back and forth between/through us. And how it’s showing an ever expansive depth and the richness of our connection. In ever unexpected ways (to us, not to Spirit [dramatic eye roll]). This is really exciting : )

    And if weird means sharing fun, wonder, playfulness and magic…then count me in [*fluff*]. Be as a child, where timeless is more…We have all the No Time in the world…we just forgot. Thank you Saturn for your tough love and caring that much for us : D

    ~One Lucky Boy (Occupy Sandbox)

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    • LOL . . . “Occupy Sandbox” he says.

      I’m really curious as to where this new interaction with music takes us. Although, as with anything *new* arriving on the scene, it can sometimes take some time to become aware and integrate all of the new being shown.

      {Gets out butterfly net} <— do you think this will be sufficient to catch new abstract ideas floating in the ethers and bring them into conversation? = D

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    • Okay, it’s bugging me that I said the song “A New Wind Blowing” is from *over* a year ago. . . and later when I checked the date. . . it shows it wasn’t published until July 9,2012. So, rather than edit the original post. . . I’m just going to say it here: “The song ‘New Wind Blowing’ is from *almost* a year ago.”

      You’d have thought the song could’ve spoken up and said something while I was writing the post, but noooooooo. : D (Embracing my weird.)

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  2. when i’m in a good mood i find myself humming “ride of the valkyries.” it’s been my soundtrack for thirty years. there’s a couple of others but that’s the main one. completely involuntary.

    so is the song whispering you, or are you whispering the song?

    jennifer i had to laugh. i’m obsessive about citing my sources accurately and i can’t stand it when i’m not precise about information or catch myself in an error however slight.

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