Prayer.
It's meaningless to ask if I believe in it. It's something I've always thought about. There's always been a clear divide between my inution about it and my reasoning around it. It's a mysterious thing. One that I personally feel is commonly misunderstood. As such, I often find how prayer is spoken about and engaged performative and vacuous. In many respects I also find it dogmatic. I mean this generally and not totally. I deeply respect others faiths and practices and am not denouncing what they do for themselves. It's just most of what I've come across, colored thereby by connotations and associations from the myriad of isolated experiences, has not been for me.
In my mind it has long been associated with connection and gratitude. On a personal level, contrite worship and specific requests have never aligned for me. In instances where appropriate, why would anything greater than me, with certain powers to grant, have a bias on my behalf, potentially to the detriment of someone or something else?
Then there's my intricate skepticism... that's all I'll say there.
But nevertheless there is still an earning and longing to do so.
For about a year, I've been playing the steel tongue drum. I've wondered, "what am I doing?" By that I mean, what is deeply going on? I had said that I'm just playing my feelings and emotions, because I've not learned or composed any "songs" nor taken any lessons (I do have a musical background though). But that doesn't seem to really name what I'm doing when I play.
I realized that I'm praying too when I play. This is my way of "communion." This is how I establish the silver thread of connection to the "is-ness," existence, resonating through time and space, imbuing my soul with vitality and grace. How I tap into an innate code of being. The melodies I play in the moment, deep from within my heart, is how I contribute to the grand chorus that is this great mystery of existence.
It's something I find worth exploring, and doing so through the lens of purely how it feels.
When I feel like recording a prayer, I'll share it here. Enjoy.

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It's meaningless to ask if I believe in it. It's something I've always thought about. There's always been a clear divide between my inution about it and my reasoning around it. It's a mysterious thing. One that I personally feel is commonly misunderstood. As such, I often find how prayer is spoken about and engaged performative and vacuous. In many respects I also find it dogmatic. I mean this generally and not totally. I deeply respect others faiths and practices and am not denouncing what they do for themselves. It's just most of what I've come across, colored thereby by connotations and associations from the myriad of isolated experiences, has not been for me.
In my mind it has long been associated with connection and gratitude. On a personal level, contrite worship and specific requests have never aligned for me. In instances where appropriate, why would anything greater than me, with certain powers to grant, have a bias on my behalf, potentially to the detriment of someone or something else?
Then there's my intricate skepticism... that's all I'll say there.
But nevertheless there is still an earning and longing to do so.
For about a year, I've been playing the steel tongue drum. I've wondered, "what am I doing?" By that I mean, what is deeply going on? I had said that I'm just playing my feelings and emotions, because I've not learned or composed any "songs" nor taken any lessons (I do have a musical background though). But that doesn't seem to really name what I'm doing when I play.
I realized that I'm praying too when I play. This is my way of "communion." This is how I establish the silver thread of connection to the "is-ness," existence, resonating through time and space, imbuing my soul with vitality and grace. How I tap into an innate code of being. The melodies I play in the moment, deep from within my heart, is how I contribute to the grand chorus that is this great mystery of existence.
It's something I find worth exploring, and doing so through the lens of purely how it feels.
When I feel like recording a prayer, I'll share it here. Enjoy.

One love

, nice sounds 
