I remember at one point opening my hands because I could feel energy in my palms .
As I did this, I realized I was listening with my hands. My hands became like ears that took in the music in a different way.
Rather than hearing, my hands listened to the vibrations of the music.
I remember laying there and feeling the most incredible sense of oneness.
I wasn’t lying on the ground; I was the ground.
I wasn’t listening to the music; I was the music
I wasn’t looking at the forest; I was the forest.
I experienced all of these things simultaneously.
There was no separation.
I was all things, and they were me.
This was bliss.
AMRITA COTTREL, SOUND HEALER