Have you ever made music, in which you found yourself at the beginning of everything ever existed
and with your hands you shape reality, your melody reflecting the far abyss and the widest meanings of consciousness
captured in a still but ever moving moment
Alone and very lost but full of love and understanding of PachaMama who borrowed to me this beautiful sense of rhythm
Left me looking with teary eyes, amazed at what a human being is, can be, was but sometimes long forgotten
Last week my BaliSteel arrived. Two nights ago I made this beautiful shamanic journey in which I found myself again, after feeling very lost for a while. Afterwards I wrote this, wanted to share it with you:) I'm new on the forum, have been reading a lot of things about handpans but not yet been posting any messages. Sorry if my english isn't so great, had to translate it from dutch:)
much love,
Rianne

