Life on Mars
I was droning away on Mars and aware of my hands moving, aware of the mallets striking the gong, but giving up control and just being open to where they wanted to go. This is a familiar feeling when you stop playing with the ego and let the gong take over. Once you release the connection, you can see the mallets moving but it feels like someone else is playing. For me this is the perfect state of existence, the awareness of the awareness.
On this occasion I began to lose the phantasmagoria of the physical world and became more aware of an empty plain around me. The beauty of the colours were stunning. Pink and ochre rocks forming a bright horizon against the almost black sky. My feet were aware of soft dust as the ground was not hard and my boots rocked in the fluidity of moving sand.
I gradually sank down, melting into the landscape and becoming part of the planet. My sense of time faltered, then reset with the history of the place and the stars swirled and whisked around me as millions of years passed and I learned what it was like to feel the ages of a planet pass by like the seasons on Earth. From the red glow, cooling after birth, until the dying sun sets us free. I became the life of the red planet.
With the loss of a gravitational pull I pulled away into deep space. At first, the loss of a mother sun was alarming, but gradually I felt my identity strengthen. I learned to steer myself and avoid collision, I felt the pull of other stars and began a new journey of adventure. Freedom! Free to move where I wanted, aware of my own identity. A masculine urge to move outwards and beyond the limits of sight, to explore the infinite space of the Universe.
All this with the lower rumble of the gong in my chest and the rising high in my head.
John and June Shapter, Healing Sound Practitioners and founders of The Chiron Institute UK