Two weeks ago I took an Occupational First Aid course. I thought this would be a good skill to learn. As usual I started off with my zestful optimistic self. This is going to be easy, no sweat. Well, it was far from easy it was intense! I studied every night 4-5 hours to the point my brain was ready to explode!. When it was time to go through some emergency scenarios I found myself screwing up over and over again. I was getting frustrated and it only got worse. The trouble was I was trying too hard. The harder I tried the worse it got. This seems to be a pattern I sometimes fall into. I recently discovered a book written by Dr. James Richards called Wired for Success Programmed for Failure
Saturday, 30 July 2011
Drumming Emergency!
Two weeks ago I took an Occupational First Aid course. I thought this would be a good skill to learn. As usual I started off with my zestful optimistic self. This is going to be easy, no sweat. Well, it was far from easy it was intense! I studied every night 4-5 hours to the point my brain was ready to explode!. When it was time to go through some emergency scenarios I found myself screwing up over and over again. I was getting frustrated and it only got worse. The trouble was I was trying too hard. The harder I tried the worse it got. This seems to be a pattern I sometimes fall into. I recently discovered a book written by Dr. James Richards called Wired for Success Programmed for Failure
Saturday, 2 July 2011
Drumming with Nature
Finally! it's July and it seems to have taken a long time to get here. One of my favorite things to do in the summer is to take my hand drum to the beach and connect to the rhythm of nature. I find a private and comfortable spot in the sand and light my incense stick. I listen to my surroundings; breeze, seagulls, and the ocean waves. Nature becomes my conductor but not in the formal sense. There is nothing formal about nature only true harmony and complete freedom. The beauty of nature creates a feeling of oneness. Being at one with my drum helps me to integrate with nature and the biological rhythms within myself.
I warm my drum up by pointing it towards the sun. As I begin to tap on the drum, the sun has filled it with beautiful tones and oil slick colours. My hands begin to play in this kaleidoscope of sound until it finds a song.
"A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song "
- Chinese Proverb
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