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THE SONG I HEAR: INDIA

Shared on October 25th, 2013
By Alana Woods

The sounds of a million years flowed through my mind as I stood on the banks of the Ganges.

I see sounds coming from every planet. Sounds are being drawn magnetically to this planet, earth, in waves of Light. Waves are in rolling forms, coming first from invisible Light , then vibration, then sound as it manifests all over the universe. The sounds are focused to different points on the earth, drawn in by all the creatures: whales, dolphins, birds, man. These birds, animals and man bring the sound to plant life, and the entire atmosphere is full of sound. I heard my first Nightengale sing.

The sounds help everything grow. Flowers open. People create things through their hands – garments, vases, wood structures, beads, glass. Sound is carried on the wind through canyons, and through water. Each form carries the sound into their existence and synthesizes it as a part of Light and everyday existence.

We are a group of musicians from the Western world, traveling in India. We especially are intrigued with Varanasi (Banares) and its Great River, the Ganges. It is 5 AM and we walk carefully through the dark streets to the river and rent a long boat. Floating silently in the silken murky water as the sun began to rise from the horizon,the air is full of layered sounds of chanting prahes and joyful sounds of the worshipers in the river.There is a shimmering stillness of the sun, and a golden flow illuminating everything. People are happy in the water here, like babes in the all protecting womb of the Mother, laughing, sending out prayers of gratitude.

It is very compelling and familiar. The river front has retained its old and ageless character. Ther are saffron robed Sadus sitting in lotus position, meditating. There are others stading waist deep in the waters giving their prayers, offfering the water cupped in their hands to the ancestors.

The Ganges is revered as goddess and mother. It is the womb and tomb of India, for many of the people who had died were cremated there on the banks, and some were floated down the river.

Shared by Alana Woods

Alana has studied the arts from a very early age with private teachers: piano throughout childhood, art as a college major, and harp as an adult. Her professional background is as versatile as her interests. Besides the arts she has lived this life directing several centers as an ordained Unity Minister, studied Hypnotherapy, Pre-and Perinatal Psychology, Family Soul healing, Psychoacoustics, brain dominance, healing arts of Reflexology, Indian Head Massage, Clinical Aromatherapy, Ayurveda, and Music Practitioner, with certifications in most of them. She is an independent researcher in “prescriptive sound” or music medicine, a storyteller with harp and stories from indigenous cultures.

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