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Wednesday, May 21

rhythm and letting go*


our darbuka drums & gourd shaker, canon digital rebel xti

Last night I watched my husband sit in his leather chair, close his eyes and find a rhythm with his darbuka drum. I could see the plethora of thoughts from his day just melt away into a world with no cognitive thoughts but only those that are in the present; his hand, his drum and the music that so naturally flowed through him.

I grabbed my small blue darbuka and tried to match his rhythm. I was holding tight to the drum and my hands felt clumsy and awkward. I realized that I was trying too hard to sound perfect. When I closed my eyes, took deep breaths and let it flow from me, I released my grip and allowed my fingers to tap lightly and with playfulness. The sounds we created together were harmonious, free and other worldly.

I know this was a message to me about letting go and the flowing rhythm my life can take on when I am in that space of surrender.

I am grateful that these instruments nestled in our home will be a gentle reminder for me that I feel more freedom and openness when I'm not holding on too tight.

17 Comments:

Blogger Erin Alaska said...

Keep your spirits up. There is a warmness inside you that will overflow into love of your child one day. As I am trying to get pregnant myself, I have been thinking a lot about you and other mommies to be out there you will one day be sharing this journey and all the struggles we go through. Warm hugs and blessings from Alaska...
-Namaste

May 21, 2008 at 9:30:00 AM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I felt a sort of peace just reading your words. The sound of drumming is one of my favorites. Lovely post.

May 21, 2008 at 11:12:00 AM PDT  
Blogger she saw things said...

you are pure lovliness.
xoxoxlxlxl

May 21, 2008 at 11:30:00 AM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sweet Boho girl- if you havent' seen the movie, "The Visitor" yet, you and your man should check it out- it will feed your souls and your inner drummers:)
Chinagirl

May 21, 2008 at 11:39:00 AM PDT  
Blogger pERiWinKle said...

Had a drumming circle on Monday evening...and the boy who was leading this circle...got down on his knees and told us to close our eyes...and said: "stop thinking...feel the rhythm....it's in your heart" xx

May 21, 2008 at 12:52:00 PM PDT  
Blogger PixieDust said...

You should see the movie "The Visitor"...

here's to finding your rhythm -
Salud!

:-)

May 21, 2008 at 5:45:00 PM PDT  
Blogger boho girl said...

We did indeed see the film The Visitor.

totally our kind of yum.

; )

May 21, 2008 at 5:47:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Jacki said...

I think The Visitor sounds like something I should check out.

Thanks for the reminder to slow down, let go and be part of my own life...

May 21, 2008 at 5:52:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Unknown said...

Ah, isn't it so true, that the harder we try to hold onto something, grasp it, the farther away it seems to be....

Here's to surrender and letting all the energy and beauty flow through us.

I found this today when I allowed two complete strangers to lift me from my place of fear and thoughts into the beautiful present, full of power.

May 21, 2008 at 7:22:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Darlene said...

Beautiful instruments Den...how fun is that!

We need to go over each others sched. I want to come out to see you at a good time (for you)

miss you and love you babe,

hey...are those bean bag chairs I see? grooooovy man!

xoxox lovins d

May 22, 2008 at 12:23:00 AM PDT  
Blogger Eileen W. said...

Just being in the flow... such a sweet feeling.. I'm glad you found it and will dip in to it again with your primal instruments. :)

May 22, 2008 at 10:54:00 AM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Someone told me once while I was trying to start a family a story about holding onto sand. When you grasp a fistful of sand on the beach and wrap your hands tightly around it and try to carry it home, you will likely arrive with empty hands as all of the sand will have sifted out. However, if you grasp the sand in your hands, and hold them open, gently cupping the sand you will be able to carry it further with more sand remaining in your hands.
Peace

May 22, 2008 at 11:36:00 AM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

oooooohhhh I luv drumming circles....guess what I saw the other day boho chica?...beautifully henna tattooed hand drums....now doesn't. that sound like a new art adventure.....pots and tubes of henna some drum skins, gurlfriends,some trible beat music, mmmmmm!!

May 22, 2008 at 10:25:00 PM PDT  
Blogger shinyruby2 said...

ohh very fitting you talk about 'letting go' as a way to get where you want to be.. just this week as i was teaching yoga, i was trying to explain to my students that once you relax into a forward bend.. or let go in cobblers pose.. THEN and only THEN are you going to go deep, into the full pose..

you got here exactly the way you needed to and in just the right circumstances : )

x

May 23, 2008 at 2:11:00 AM PDT  
Blogger Mindy said...

oh how beautiful...the messege here. i will remember...

May 23, 2008 at 4:41:00 AM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

when i was in high school, my family took a road trip up to SF. when we did road trips, we just kind of went where we wanted, we did a lot of driving and discovering things. one day while in the city (cant remember where) we were driving along the waters edge and heard a rumble in the distance. my mom started getting excited-"ITS A DRUM CIRCLE! WE HAVE TO STOP!" so we all piled out of the car, my mom, dad, brother, and two toddler sisters and joined the circle. we didnt have drums. we just bopped and swayed and felt. and i dont know what it is about them exactly-the tribal urge to make noise-i dont know-but i have been a sucker for them ever since.

every sunday there is one in huntington beach by the pier. whenever i have a session there and one is going on, i always stop and sit for awhile before its time to leave.

amazing.
tara

May 23, 2008 at 5:46:00 PM PDT  
Blogger soliluna said...

Hi Denise- I wondered if I could post your drum pic on my blog and credit you - It has inspired me to drum again. (Well, I started with a paper cup and lid at the Sting/Police concert last night...) Your instruments and photography are pure magic. Let me know.
Thanks, Peggy
soliluna at hotmail

May 28, 2008 at 7:23:00 AM PDT  

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