Expanding – (emotionally)

Instruction: Take some aspect of experience and expand it…

I used the CD, “Yo-Yo Ma Plays Ennio Morricone“, to touch and heighten my emotional level, and then rode those waves wherever they took me. What I describe, expanded my experience to depths and dimensions not previously known. Could these experiences happen without the music? Probably, but that is not what I am describing. If you want to fully understand what I’m saying, I strongly recommend getting the CD.

Here’s a You Tube Link…

It was about four in the morning and I couldn’t sleep, so I went down to the darkened living room and put on the CD with the level high. The entire house filled with the sound and movement of full orchestration. At times it seemed I was a liquid body, emotions so deep I felt lost at sea. Ecstasy and pain felt at the same time, eyes swimming with tears of joy and sorrow. Feeling a fullness of now, and a sorrow of knowing its impermanence, holding having it all, and its loss, all at once, a delicate balance difficult to describe but clearly felt. I was aware of my vibrancy, my stories that sing and touch, but they too contain, as my friend and poet Ken McKeon says, “their endings of flesh, heart, mind, words too, dronish murmurs, they’ll flat line soon enough as well.”

As if a great overflowing well of water disturbed by deep rumblings, tears streamed down my cheeks. I did not flinch and let them pour fourth, nano-second vignettes of all my loved ones who have passed away paraded before my consciousness, little active cuts of them being themselves in the act of living, like a silent movie, accompanied by the emotional music, its rise and fall pulling and pushing me in waves and back-washes.

The music changed like time, emotion evolved from pain of loss to deep, heartfelt gratitude for the privilege of this experience, for life itself. The warm exquisiteness of this very moment expanded to vastness far beyond my known realms…

Another time…

Making love in dim candle-light to the sound of the haunting music expands experience far beyond what I am accustomed. Time suspends, space magnifies, I merge with the winds of the High Plains, and she the vast undulating landscape. But with this music, this Earth and Wind is gifted with touch, we sense our contact, we feel each other, we are also the rise and fall, the fade and fullness of the orchestration, its sensual movement and exquisite texture. I am able to play her like the emotion of the sensuous sound, we tenderly caress curves and hollows, savoring the fullness of our experience. Lips softly touch, explore slowly, tentatively, lovingly rising and falling with the composition, wrapped gaze, brown eyes into sky-blue. We do this for an hour, until the music ends… it cannot end, so I start the album over, we never want it to end… we are gone, we are the feeling sounds…