One of the things I love most about music is that it has the ability to transport you back to any number of places or times. I hear Coldplay’s XY and I’m going off to try and fulfill my dreams in Germany. I hear Mozart’s overture to The Magic Flute, and I’m in Rome again waiting to perform.

This morning I listened to Adele’s most recent album again. Anyone who’s followed my blog for a decent amount of time knows that I had a string of meditative breakthroughs while listening to Adele’s albums over the past year (as detailed in prior posts: “Chasing Pavements – Adele”, “Make You Feel My Love – Adele”, “Someone Like You – Adele”, “Adele meets the Dalai Lama”, and ““Letting Go” does not mean “Giving Up”“) … all from the perspective of listening to those heart wrenching songs as if God were singing them to me … that God loves each of us every bit that much (and more).

As I listened to each song, the magic that is music took me back to each one of those spiritual breakthroughs … and I realized something:

For the past month or two I have been strangely absent in regard to posting on the results of my meditations. I suppose I have felt as if I’m in sort of a state of spiritual shock. I’ve made decisions and taken actions that have transformed my outer life much in the same way that my inner world has been transformed over this past year. Relationships have changed, life courses altered, a new place to live, the list goes on. All these changes have left me feeling … numb … hence my description of spiritual shock. It’s all been good and necessary … but still a shock to the system.

What I discovered as I revisited all of those places within me is that in some way I had been shutting myself down without even realizing it. A subconscious way of protecting myself I suppose. So instead of changing the music, which ironically was my immediate reaction, I made myself listen and even sing along to the songs. I made myself revisit those places and open them back up again.

Suddenly there was a literal jolt within me. I felt like that comic book hero from the Fantastic Four … the Human Torch. He would shout, “Flame on!”, and instantly turn into a raging inferno of flames. Somehow that seemed to happen for me spiritually … that searing flame always emanating from my heart chakra was back.

I hadn’t intentionally shut it down … but it somehow had been, at least somewhat. It felt good to have it back … like a long-lost friend making a grand, long-awaited return.

I realized that I need to take that flame into the new areas of internal exploration, as well as the changes that have become my new life.

Feels good to be awoken again … 🙂

Peace and Love.

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