Last night, I saw the film August Rush and it reminded me of the questions – Do you hear the music? Are you listening?
Our eyes perceive a rainbow of colors, but it’s a very small part of the electromagnetic spectrum, the wide range of frequencies a photon of light may move with. Vibrations in space, or what the ancients called ether or Akasha. By comparison, sounds we hear are vibrations in air.
What if we could hear those electromagnetic vibrations too? That movement in/of space?
We might think we’d be drowned in a cacophony of noise. But instead what we hear is music. A symphony of life. The music of the spheres.
For some, it’s less hearing than feeling. We feel the music, our body vibrates to the tune. We may be driven to move and dance.
What if we could hear even finer vibrations of celestial sounds? The music of the gods. Many old texts talk of a whole world of devas devoted to music, Ghandarva loka.
Perhaps you may taste it, like a river of nectar on the tongue. Or smell it, like a divine fragrance on the wind.
What if we could hear the very intelligence underlying all form, the flow of the Veda, of knowledge?
We would hear the harmony and intelligence in all things, including ourselves.
What song does life sing for you? What song sings in you?