In preparation for an upcoming workshop I am thinking about Resonance. Where are the notes in one's life? If we were to look at our lives with this framework, where would I land in the scale of resonance? A downbeat reverberates throughout the skeletal system, flowing in the blood, seeping into marrow finding a note that is in particular - and peculiar to me.
If my skeletal system is the scale upon which the beats of my life walk - or sing - I might find that all of the beats of my living are found there, etched into each layer of bone. For instance, peculiar to me I might have extra ribs and extra vertebrae and this would perhaps allow me a deeper listening and careful consideration of what it is to carry more scales within me. Would a sharp scale be heard inside my thinking? A tonal resonance echoing along those extra boneways might bring me in line with something in the cosmos somewhere - where extra bones are not unique. Unique says to me something that we open our imagination to - a reality that is already present yet we have turned our thinking and wonder off to this. This can be applied in all areas of life and living and blooding and muscling and most especially to skeletal-ing.
The blood courses through a valley of veins and arcing arches of arteries. I feel this rhythm of phlegmatic singing. A shift in the atmosphere opens up an entire universe for the blood to talk to me. My blood is talking to me. You blood is singing to you. It's a melody of orchestral body resonance. An easy metaphor, this body is a living map that I carry around each day, each night as it tells me or rather shows me where to go, what to listen to - when to love. Beat. Beat. Imagine the blood washing over the skeletal whitewash of fear and courage. All of it carried inside this flesh. It cannot be seen.
Marrow feeding on the blood or the world - no, it's the world feeding on the marrow that creates the blood. The marrow creates us - creates the world. All things unseen are within us. Does the spiritual create marrow - and does it matter? I can feel it in my bones is a favorite saying that we humans have. The very marrow of who we are is renewed constantly. The new notes played slowly -maybe echoing forward or resonating back -back - back into a veil of water where the notes sing through the waves. Who are you? Who am I?
Resonance finds our life living on the scale of life. The G-clef is my home, is my body, is my world. The key that lays down on the map of my life, can be tuned to the resonance that is needed - or wanted. A sharp note can shift the entire song of the course that my life- it is directed. What am I listening for? The resonance of the universe pulses through the ages and finds a note. A specific note or chord is what creates my life? A spiritual note from the spheres fades and brightens while shadows and angels course through me.
A universal scale of life might look like spaces tuned to specific moods and phases. Instead of happy birthday I might hear, "happy mood of the fifth". The resonance of biography is bringing me to places that asks ordinary thinking to be suspended for a time. A half-beat might be enough time to feel the marrow and the blood creating pause times - rest-rest-rest. A quarter note followed by the skeletal foundation that carries a biography embraced by - resonance?