It has been a long time since I sang and then I suddenly realised in Corfu: ‘I love singing, it’s exciting to listen to my voice’.
One evening Sabina led us in an Om sound healing and I let my voice run free. The voice found its own way. From low to very high and in the midst of all the other voices.
And suddenly I heard the alpine herdsman’s evening song, their voices creating a golden ring of the sacred and protective around herd, hut and pasture.
And how the wind carries the melody, the prayer of thanks for the completed day, far across the land.
I was deeply touched.
