Voices in the trees

An abundance of sound erupts from the forest around me.  On a daily basis I hear a new, natural, musical sound that I have not yet heard.  Croaking, chirping, buzzing, howling...rustling leaves and whistling winds - there is a symphony that surrounds us, if we stop to listen.  With my daily lack of stimulus, I have become more attuned to this living world around me.      

Last evening while listening late into the night, my ears were witness to the calls of several owls. The majestic creatures were close to my cabin and I could hear them clearly.  Their hoot-hoots frequently followed with slow, deep, throaty cackles.  Eerily close to the sound of a human moan.  I wonder if they were planning to make love?  

Thinking of my regular life, I question if the deprivation of natural sounds, has great implications. Greater perhaps than I can imagine.  Does this deprivation negatively affect my (or your) psyche?

After only one month of forest immersion, in my far from expert opinion: I answer yes.  The vibrations we hear can greatly enhance or hinder our lives.  

Sound can help to create a sound mind.      

One week ago I woke around three in the morning, to a lively chorus of song birds.  At least ten different songs were being belted out with ease.  Each bird seemed to share in the airspace equally.  As I listened carefully, I was surprised to realize there was no overlap.  The birds were all working together to create their natural artistry, in time with one another.  They were speaking AND listening. 

These voices in the trees entertained me for the next half hour.  I lay there in my bed truly feeling every single melody emitted.  One bird call in particular was heavenly.  It's musical chirps gave me literal chills of pleasure.  I found myself smiling each time this tiny angel voiced it's joy.

Imagine now, if every human being spoke and listened as joyously as song bird.  The positive vibrations created would emanate an abundance of love and peace...