Are you one of those Bathroom
singers as well? I think most of us are, No? There is a certain pleasure in
singing in the shower. Maybe it’s that complete feeling of freedom, privacy and
uninhibited sense of cleansing that makes you feel connected to your most natural
state of being one with the universe.
Once done and we wear those societal
layers after drying ourselves, we then stop the singing and we start feeling
the shrinking. Yes, if you notice the reason most of us do sing is because it
creates an expansion within our hearts. You feel open, free, happy and
liberated. Then why don’t we continue to do it the rest of the day. Why do
inhibitions creep in. Why the fear of judgement on being bad or tone deaf
singers, make us completely put breaks on what we love doing? I have often
wondered.
Masaru Emoto in his book the The Hidden Messages of Water, describes
how water reflects sound vibration that it is exposed to. The universe is vibration.
It came into existence through vibration and hence we continue to vibrate on
frequencies. Some frequencies heal us more than others. In depth documentation
reveals through photographs how the molecular structure of water changes after
being exposed to different sounds. Positive messages produce beautiful pleasing
structures and negative stimuli creates less coherent forms. Our body is made
up of 60% water and hence we are very reactive to the sound stimuli as well in
the universe. It is difficult to conduct such experiments on our own body
fluids and hence what we can do is conduct the experiment of feeling and observation
of our own breath patterns.
The act of just closing the eyes
and singing the praise of the divine has a very healing and magical feeling of comfort
and expansion in the heart region. Notice in a group when singing for the divine,
you close your eyes, and block all connection to your physical awareness of
your existence and you start connecting with your inner being. Hence you drop
the consciousness of “Am I sounding too high pitched, am I in Sync” and other such
thoughts just drop. You sway with happy rhythm of a sun flower swaying in the
breeze totally feeling the inner fields of gold blossom within you. The warmth
of that gold glistens every pour in your body and you come away from such a gathering
feeling rejuvenated and glowing. (The best facial if you ask me: P; try it
before your next party ;)
The contrary observation will be
the feeling and contraction of the heart region when damaging words are heard
or exchanged. That sound vibration would create a reaction of shrinking and
feeling small. This creates a chain reaction in vibrations and sensations in
the body. I will not go into the reactive nature of such vibration. Let me stay
focussed on discussing the beauty of singing and singing with sheer joy. (I
have a tendency to digress…. So, help me stay on track).
I grew up amongst a family who
prides itself on being very rhythmic and artistically evolved. My grand father,
a doctor by profession was also a singer who used to be on the road for months
for his singing expeditions. My father an artist, my uncle a writer, my eldest
sister vocally trained by some great masters and although she doesn’t sing
regularly she still can put every one into a stunned silence when she does.
What I am trying to say, is that, there is that since childhood there is that
under current pressure to be good in whatever you do. And I grew up thinking
singing is not what I do. Trust me I had my reasons for believing so. I had
sisters who sounded like cuckoo birds who sang so beautifully and I just lost
my confidence to even do bathroom singing.
It was much later on, during road
trips and with huge expansive beautiful landscapes I found myself breaking into
tunes and everyone in my company enjoying it. One such instance was my 6 month
daughter who was not taking very well to a sudden rule of a car seat, when we
changed continents. Bring a born fighter she was putting up a tough resistance
and she used to scream through the entire long 2 hour drives that we used to
undertake. It was one such a lovely start to a weekend morning and we set out
on a road trip and while she started her riyaaj I started mine. She tried to
keep up and soon her wailing became rhythmic and after a while she started
humming along with me. After 15 minutes of me singing away she was in stunned
silence with a huge smile on her face. Funny to note it was after this that she
stopped her car seat resistance and even started enjoying these drives.
Sixteen years on, and she now is
quite melodious herself and is a bathroom singer but prides herself as more of
a dancer and a writer. My son is like my father. He relaxes himself through
humming. He hums whenever he is happy and whenever his fingers can’t reach a
gadget. He is the most zen person around me. He also lives a very uninhibited life,
and does whatever he is asked to with great ease, even if it is dancing in a
crowd.
So, coming back to singing and
feel good factor it brings in you; what I am trying to say is we should sing,
sing in praise, sing in happiness, sing for when we want to feel happiness even
if the day is making us feel otherwise. Singing is food for the soul, like
breath is to your body. Who knows regular singing may even bring in some great
tunes. I am off to sing my Sunday tunes, you do so too.
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