Good day, one and all! I hope you’re enjoying the summer days. I’m grateful that the weather continues to be mild here. The pink and purple twilights are magical. What I love most about this summer break from university is the freedom in which I can move and breathe at my own pace. Ahhhh, slow, meditative mornings with my cup of coffee. Movies in the evenings. Solitude and ritual. It’s been a breath of fresh air, and I feel I’m moving forward with the energy of The Sun, toward new beginnings with the Ace of Pentacles.

I’ve been meditating on my past, present, and future. I spoke of liminal spaces in my last post. It seems that for the past two years, I’ve occupied such a space. Though there has been significant discomfort, I’m learning to embrace the strange, uncomfortable juxtoposition of being “in-between,” forward moving, yet not quite “there.” Death and rebirth, summer’s theme. What is dying? What is being rebirthed? Or birthed?

The notion of building a sound healing practice seems to have taken root, a tiny seed planted. With care, perhaps it’ll bloom and grow. Self-employment is quite scary to me. I had a private practice for two years, and I know how hard it is to establish a thriving small business and maintain financial stability. The weeds. I’ve been a board-certified music therapist since 2009 and recently began training in sound healing, utilizing singing bowls and other instruments, chanting, researching the science behind sound medicine. Yes, there is more research now than ever. I facilitated four sound healing groups last semester and a number of drum circles at work. I would facilitate such sessions much differently in a private practice.

My primary instrument is piano. I majored in piano performance then learned guitar and drumming during the course of my music therapy studies, a requirement to obtain certification. I sing, though it’s not my strong suit. I obtained training in group drum circle facilitation years ago, fell in love with the drum. I miss my piano and playing dearly. I feel that music is calling to me again, my first love. Full circle, perhaps. Interestingly, I have listened to less music than ever before. Silence has been like a balm.

The birth of a sound healing practice is slow, very slow, intentionally. There are so many sound healing practitioners these days, especially in California. It’s almost trendy at the moment. Yet, my intention is to help people along their spiritual and wellness journey, to enhance, to restore, to create an opening for self-discovery and increased spirituality. We’ll see how things develop over the next year. The story continues as I tune into my heart and intuition, caring for the sacred practice I hope to build, one step at a time. 

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