I've always felt comfortable
A Cameroonian dancer once spoke these words
(accompanied by a wide grin)
as we danced in a drum circle:
"You have music in your veins!"
(and my son said, "Mom you belong in Africa!")
"if I ever lost my voice:
if I could no longer sing,
I've experienced difficulties
with my voice over the years
I wrote of them in a post last year*
I carry a great deal of fear
around my throat and voice
Dylan Morrison's, Prodigal Prophet**
This author has also had voice issues
He found a book which speaks of
possible underlying reasons for physical symptoms.
As I read the following words in Dylan Morrison's book
They had a profound effect on me
Cutting straight to the heart
"Chronic laryngitis was described as a form of self-repression experienced by those with a vital message to tell, who sadly suffered from low self-esteem. Now I understood: God had called me to speak His words to the hurting and lonely but I’d shied away from the task due to my false sense of humility. My health had suffered as a result.
Clearly I was to speak out all that I sensed and felt."
"I now realized why I had to tell my story,
this book being the fruit of that simple revelation."
(Prodigal Prophet, p.209)
After reading the above, I searched the internet
and found this on a website regarding
psychological causes for physiological maladies:
"Loss of voice is a message from the body
that you fear communicating vocally."
"The throat is the energy center relating to creativity and it must be kept open for creativity to flow through every area of your life."***
Quite honestly, I don't know exactly what this means for me.
I do know that I have been experiencing deep transformations
in recent years, and especially in recent weeks.
I continue on my journey to be ever more sensitive to Love within me
To draw ever nearer to my Source
I am being led to deeper stillness within
To walk more slowly (even when I run!)
(so easy to envision and accomplish, when I'm not sad or in pain!)
I am learning to smile, always
(mustn't deny what is . . . not judge it)
I feel the call to sing my song
(and I fear, still, that my physical voice will not be up to the task)
We each have a song . . . a dance . . . a poem
This is our life journey, is it not?
The dance steps that are ours,
The source for all of these
and only my voice can express
Will sing more as it is received
Recognized
I might not always understand
I pray that Love will be received
I trust my fears will not prevent
I walk . . . I dance . . . I smile
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