I was busy moving things around yesterday. I moved the boom box from the top of my headboard in the bedroom to the top of my curio cabinet in the living room.


Then I was working on the Soul Coaching book all afternoon and I was on the section that tells you how you should change things and start new habits.

But since then--for probably three years--I have not been listening to music except on rare occasions. If I remember, I put on something softly soothing when we do Sacred Circle. I do have a very few CDs that I can play on the computer (because Dagan and Leah warned me that my cassettes were going to going the way of the dinosaur)--but the computer and music never has quite jelled in my brain for some reason. I learned about Pandora from Ruby, but I forget about it most of the time--just like I forget the fact I can play CDs on the computer, too.
Anyways, I needed a spot that was large enough and out of the way enough to keep the boom box out here. The top of the curio has been kind of my sacred space--so it never occurred to me to take things off and put the boom box there--but that was the only spot that would work. So--I just took a deep breath and went to work.
I haven't gone thru my cassettes yet. Actually they take up an entire drawer in one of my bedroom dressers! But--already in the boom box was Music To Disappear In by Raphael. I learned to meditate to that music. GA wanted me to learn how to meditate, but I couldn't shut off the mind chatter. GA suggested playing quiet music without any voices. Ruby sent me Music To Disappear In and it worked--of course.
Since I listened to this particular album repeatedly to learn meditation I am like Pavlov's dog when I hear it--hehe! My heart rate goes down and a calmness comes over my entire being with the very first notes. I forgot how music can kind of blanket me in peace. :) I have it on right now. Ahhh!!!
I have no idea if any of that has anything to do with it but--I slept through the night. ??
I don't remember the last time I slept all night long without getting up at least once and sometimes almost every hour on the hour. Those of you with fibromyalgia or other chronic conditions know what I am talking about. I felt like I had lost time. Like the Twilight Zone. Like a black out. ROFL!! No lie! It felt very, very strange. Good--but peculiar and alien. :) I was almost afraid to mention it--like I would jinx myself or something, you know? But I don't care. It might not happen again, anyways, right? And it was definitely noteworthy--well, to me at least--chuckle! :):)
I've been spending so much time on the porch--decided that it was about time to move out my two hanging plants. So last night at dusk I got out the step stool. :)



This was Karma last night. It's quite the rarity for her to sit on the metal chair. But I had covered up the comfy one for the night and she was trying to be closer to the hanging plants to check them out. Anything new, right?
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