Music of spring

 

In this wild and changeable spring maybe you feel somewhat tossed around. It’s hard to make plans in unpredictable weather. You plan a walk or a weekend excursion and end up thwarted by torrential rain or high winds.

Similarly in life, the unexpected keeps happening. You walk out the door to put the kids in the car and the car is no longer there. A friend forgets an appointment and you are left stranded, You are reprimanded where you expected support, a job falls through, you are exercising enthusiastically at the gym, and twang, you’ve strained a muscle and walk out limping. Whatever your personal variation of the above, you are left full of protest.

 

The truth lies underneath

At such times, it’s important to remember that reactions are only part of the picture.  The truth lies underneath.

I remember when friends took me sailing on their big yacht. A storm blew up and we headed for the nearest harbour. Even so, the boat tossed and bucked on the waves, the halyards clanked and shuddered in the wind, and I started feeling pretty anxious.

That was until my friends began to lower the anchor. It was weighty and large, too much to hold in your arms, and fastened to a strong chain. After a while the chain stopped rattling and the boat steadied, for the hook had fastened on rocks far beneath, on the ocean floor. In that moment I felt connected to something beyond the surface turbulence. I breathed out a big sigh of relief. I knew I was safe.

 

Two steps for rebalancing

In the wild changes of spring and of life, here’s what you can do:

First, find what holds you steady. What can you rely on? What sustains and secures you?

Second, once you are safely anchored, listen for the music of spring. Remember, the truth lies beneath. Beneath the tossing twigs and scraping branches, the whining wind and rumbles of thunder, beneath your own restlessness and irritability in a season that like a troubled teenager refuses to settle, there is a song.

Amidst the leaves, birds are singing the song of attraction, the call to union. Let them call you into consciousness, presence, and awakening. Let them call you into the current of life, the unified energy that runs through all things.

 

Listening to the music

You may listen to the song of the pipiwharauroa by clicking here.

In many ancient cultures, wind instruments have carried the sound of the soul’s longing. A Greek legend tells how the nymph Syrinx changed herself into a reed to escape the god Pan. Her voice merged into the plaintive sound of wind in the reeds, which Pan captured by creating the pipes that bear his name. Click here to listen to Debussy’s imaginings of Syrinx’s tune.

And in Maori tradition, there is the famous tale of Tutanekei whose flute called Hinemoa to swim through dark waters to join him on his island in the middle of Lake Rotorua.

Listening to the music of spring will help you stay connected with what lies beneath. Listening to what lies beneath will take you to what you really need: maybe lightness, joy, union or connection.

You don’t have to be a leaf in the wind. You can also remember your roots, your anchor. Then once you are safely anchored you can breathe into the music that sounds through spring and all of life.


When the spring comes, it again fills the tree with t
he music of many leaves . . . —Krishnamurti


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