Hippies said, come on in ~ pick up a drum or any instrument and play it ~ I said, I don't really play an instrument ~ although it is a dream ~ well then, they said, take your choice and just get to know it ~ "but how?" i replied," by playing it ~ they call it play for a reason. open your heart and your mind... allow what you feel to take over." so i listened to the music with wide ears. Deep into the music. to each layer . the bass like the heartbeat setting the pace tuning me into rhythm of the drum , connecting my breath to sound and vibration.
the guitar and keys making my limbs turn into wings and the sparkle of flute or strings make electricity escape through my fingertips.
so much joy found in 3 small minutes, that lasts a lifetime
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