In the novel by Daina Chaviano, “Man, Woman, and Hunger,” it mentioned the music of Hildegard Von Binge, a German mystic from medieval times. In this novel, it’s suggested her music opened the portal when meditating.
Below is a link if you would care to listen to it while meditating.
I attempted to get the CD with her melodies last Sunday, but Borders did not have it.
Just today, I got the CD, and I must tell you that listening to it while driving, put me in a sort of mild trance. I drove for quite a bit on automatic pilot.
Think I will play it at home, continuously, as I am just now. In the novel it says also that this music formed a protective shield from the dark spirits disturbing the protagonist.
This must be true, because I've been told that in an experiment, classical music was played in a street corner where there was a lot of criminal activity. Later the crime rate dwindled in that sector where the music was played. The cords of classical music speak to the soul.
Not too long ago someone counseled me in this fashion: “If you feel fear, control it, and tell your mind to get that fear the fuck out.”
Sometimes, I feel a presence.
Not too long ago someone counseled me in this fashion: “If you feel fear, control it, and tell your mind to get that fear the fuck out.”
Sometimes, I feel a presence.
Yet, I was apprehensive last night like never before. It seemed shameless, like just plucking itself on my bed. Sometimes I’ve felt on my thighs, not a caress, but a pressure, that makes my nerves contract. I have also felt a kiss upon my lips. Just a peck really; a whisper light contact. I simply let it be, yet, for some reason, last night I felt fear. I was in total darkness.
Last night, I ordered the fear to get the fuck out, and prayed out loud. I was able to relax enough to sleep afterwards.
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Image: By Octavio Ocampo
