A Siren's Dream...

I sense a time when all was song.

When the healing powers of the voice were used.

When the blessing powers of the voice from the heart were shared, on a daily basis.

Singing is how we first belonged.

Sharing one's song is always a sacred, tender moment.

I dream of a time of

Easeful singing.

Innocent singing.

Sensual singing.

Free singing.

Wild singing.

Explorative singing.

Vocal play.  

I feel the power of harmony, between two or more voices.

The coherence generated through group song.

The life-force maintained through singing.

The ocean is our primordial mother.

We used to sing with Her.

We were all mermaids in the womb.

I remember singing in nature.

Nature is where enchantment originates.

Enchantment is a living act; may we engage it wisely for the benefit of all beings and sentient life.

I sense a sonic purpose.

I sense the universe is musical and each and every one of us has a melody.

I sense our voice is sacred and carries codes.

May each of our voices show us the way.

My soul has a song that it wants to sing.

May we embrace a child's voice.

May we listen curiously and kindly.

May we welcome a person's song with love- especially if they are singing for the first time.  

May we listen for the soul in the voice, wherever it dares to sound.