Sonic Ceremony

There is a kind of listening that doesn’t happen with the ears.
It happens in stillness.
In presence.
From the quiet center of your being—
the place that listens without effort,
and attunes without trying.

A ceremony of return.
Not to the past, but to the pulse of now.
The thrum of blood, breath, bone.
A communion with what has always been speaking—
beneath the noise, beneath the habit of rushing past yourself.

It’s sacred recalibration.
A way to attune.
Letting each layer retune itself through permission—
not by force, but by the grace of awareness.

Here, nothing needs to be fixed.
Only heard.
Only met.

And in that meeting, something begins to resonate—
not louder, but truer.

The composition rewrites itself from the inside out.
And your body becomes the instrument again—
vibrating with clarity, coherence, and power.

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