Whose Song Are You Singing?

Do you have a special someone with whom you share “our song?” Or, did you ever experience that? At the very least, you know what I’m talking about, right?
I hope so. Music, songs, tones, frequencies create resonance with someone, something, somewhere. Do you know your own special song with the Universe? We each have one, but we will never know that sweet frequency until we meet our true, core Self. Infinite frequency possibilities exist, and we will resonate with one, because we are, at Heart level, eternal Spirit. It’s impossible not to have one that is our very own.
I observe many people, and I see many who are really not very happy. Sometimes, I’m not. When that happens, most specifically when that characterizes a person, it is because they are living in dissonance with core Self. Their Ego is creating disharmony with Heart, and they are not aligned with Universe. It’s just miserable. Know how I know?
Have you ever just gritted your teeth and put a semi-smile on your face when someone puts on music you can’t stand. And it makes it worse when they say, “Don’t you just love this song?” Most of the time we just go along with it, accept it. Most of the time people living in disharmony with Self and Universe do the same thing, and they become the mass of humanity living lives of quiet desperation (Thoreau). We could just say, “I hate that, and I don’t want to listen to that.”
And that’s when Heart would ask you exactly what you would like to listen to. When we have that conversation, we will discover our song, that allows us to appreciate, understand, and properly relate to the rest of the songs, the musical libraries of the Universe. But we will have our own song, and no other frequencies can drown that out — not completely, at least.
However, it can become muddled in our hearing when we start listening to too many other songs at the same time. I say this because the last few days have been like that for me. We all need to pay attention to other songs, other noise because we are social beings. Those with which we interact depend on our own special song.
The title of mine is the same as my new name: Discovery. Because that is my nature, I dig into many ideas. Everyone is different, but when I get too distracted from my own happy song, I can get feeling agitated and angry. I need to find a balance because I share my discoveries. Sometimes, my song works in happy, blessed harmony with another’s, and is that every sweetness.
Other times, those include shedding Heart-light into dark situations of ugly songs, like I have the past few days concerning some current political and social issues. I knew this morning, though, that I must tune back to my base frequency and hear the music of sweet discovery. This happened after I read over an hour in the Federal Register reading background for S.J. Res. 18 (2017–18). I’m glad I did it, but I needed refreshment; I needed to hear those notes that gladden my soul.
What was the first thing my Heart suggested to me when I stated this? “Go to Walt. The ‘Song’ poems. Songs of the earth, the Universe, Spirit.” Good idea! I fetched Leaves of Grass from my library and started reading. Ahhh! Sweet resonance.
I still think once I become established as a writer I will explicate some big chunks of literature according to Heart-light, a metaphysical treatment. I see it all over the place, and I understand more in the context of our own song, frequency, and resonance. Some people wrote in different genres. Some were artists and musicians and expressed themselves in such wide variety of ways. And when a biographical look at their lives occurs, many point out their flaws. People who are considered accomplished, the greats, were so, are so — and can be so in any endeavor imaginable — because they lived their song. I don’t judge when they may have been out of tune — might observe it but don’t judge it.
Let’s look at Whitman and “Song of the Universal.” First, I saw it was his own song: “Come, said the Muse, / Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted, / Sing me the Universal.” Oh, the beauty and freedom of one’s own song.
Is there really a Perfect Source for such personal songs, a master energy bank composed of infinite frequencies? “In this broad Earth of ours, /Amid the measureless grossness and the slag, / Enclosed and safe within its central heart, / Nestles the seed Perfection.” Why yes, there is!
Do we each have a part in that? Let’s hear Walt’s song once again: “By every life a share, or more or less, / None born but it is born — conceal’d or unconceal’d, the seed is waiting.” It’s there, within us, every one of us. To what extent we sing with our own Heart frequency determines our “share.” A kind of car karaoke that’s beautiful when it’s with Heart!
I may continue this tomorrow or at least at some point. For tonight, I hope you are humming along right now with that tune that makes your whole being resonate, your face and eyes and arms and legs and soul and mind smile. It all works together, our body-soul-mind complex. We are a mass, every one of our cells, of vibrational frequencies of life.
Discover yours! It’s so easy and so worth it to have that Heart-song always playing, especially when we hear disharmonious songs of life around us. None of those matter when we have our own. We can interact, help others, face evil, do whatever our song drives us to do, and we won’t get lost. We will hear our song.
Blessings!