nada: the yoga of sound

I love the moment when I first sit down in front of my harmonium. 🥰

I can liken it to the times when I have first sat down to a piano, or to write, or to paint: quiet, ready. A clean slate, but with a familiarity. The same as the first child’s pose of a practice: a newness, but with a sense of ritual. An offering, and a receiving. A reset, and an arrival home.

And on the days I feel less than clear in the mind (or body, especially at the moment), sound breaks through it all and I’m back again.

Thank you Practice, in all the forms you meet me exactly where I am. 😌💜🙏🏽

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