In Harmonic
Sometimes when I’m walking down the street and the right song shuffles on, I see the world as music. The entire universe a song and the rhythms of me—my breath, my gate, my heartbeat—are all dancing.
And… I don’t think these moments are created by the music in my headphones or that they are some trick of the mind. I think there is an underlying harmony that is always present, and the right music at the right time just highlights it—allowing me, for an instant, to experience the harmony of the moment.
Everything is frequency, after all. Everything is a vibration of atoms interacting and interrelating—a cosmic song dancing itself into being—every structure an instrument in the orchestra of existence.
Why not a vast, incomprehensible harmony extending throughout the universal moment of now? Within me, around me, above and below—simultaneous existence—an exquisite tune that no one can fully comprehend.
In Hinduism, there is one base vibration reverberating beneath the surface of existence—AUM. It was the sound of creation, the big bang of Hinduism, that which moves everything—matter dancing space through time—weaving together patterns. Patterns like a tree, like the grass, like you or like me.
There is most definitely a pattern of me, a frequency all my own: my cells all vibrating in a way that makes me. My body, my mind, my spirit, my emotions, all twisting, looping, and playing together expressing themselves in relation and then...me! My unique timber and tone a harmony all its own.
And it hits me that there is no removing my tone from the song. Whether I’m doing something or doing nothing, it all contributes. The sound that permeates everything permeates me. The essential frequency that makes up everything—the continuum—I am it! I am made up of it. I cannot extricate myself from it. And yet, I have a choice. I can create harmony or discord.
I can feel it—discord—in my gut. When I cause someone pain, when an action feels wrong, when I laugh at a joke I don’t think is funny, or when I’ve eaten something that doesn’t agree—discord. When I see a bombing, an atrocity, intolerance—discord.
But I also feel harmony, and those ‘movie soundtrack moments’ when I’m walking through the street, are a finger pointing me in the right direction, saying: “yeah. This is it, man. Keep dancing! Find a way in! This is the point!”
And I see man; I see it—the way in. The answer is in my cells. The moment is sensual, and experience is trying to teach me the harmony of me. So when I am not genuine—discord. And when I’m in tune with myself, I am in harmony with the entire universe. That’s the way in—to follow myself—find my harmony, and I will be in harmony.
Grooves in time and space linking up with the grooves of me—my frequency fits, and I am in-harmonic. Me meeting the moment meeting me—dancing with whatever comes to the music that is.
It takes practice—takes trial and error, takes intuition and falling out of tune to learn the harmony of me. No set rules to live by; each moment is different and so no ‘size fits all.’
I’ve tried, it doesn’t work. The only way in is to listen to that part of me that knows. The part of me that is moved by music and moves to music in one and the same motion. Like a bird gliding silently on the wind, I want to learn to ride the pulsating rhythms of now. I want to be harmony and live at play with the music of the moment.
No wrong notes or missteps, only invitations—choices. When things flow away from what I want and it sounds off, terrible, discordant, do I fight and force the song back where I want it to go? Or, do I take the unexpected as an invitation to improvise and weave a new harmony.
Life in-harmonic, it is following yourself into harmony, it is moving with whatever comes, it is finding meaning in hardships, music in chaos, magic in a trivial moment.
Like that moment when you’re walking through the street and a song links up with the city lights and the glittering snow and you see the world dancing. It could be nothing—could just be a cool experience. Or, it could be an invitation to dance your life, learn the harmony of you and contribute something beautiful to the universal song.
