Playing the Sun Gong has always brought about a feeling of sadness within me, but the gong has been reticent to help me explain this. It doesn`t feel right, after all, the sun is the source of power within us. It is the source of abundance on this Earth and it gives light so that we can see the phases of the moon and the other planets. We should be celebrating this and the sun should be a part of this joy as we dance in the warm light.
So recently, I asked it again and the beautiful harmonics from the surface were disturbed by a cry of anguish. A flare of heat leapt from the surface and surrounded me in a ball of angry heat. Yellow flames licked at my face in a threatening way and I was fearful for the consequences. The Sun was venting a frustration born out of many millennia of being misunderstood.
Since the advent of life on this planet it has looked after us. It has provided for our needs and it has supported all the planets in the solar system. As a race, we have worshiped it and given thanks for everything we receive. We do celebrate the sun in many ways. However, we look on it as a permanent source of everything we consume from food to energy. We think it will always be there, like children perceive a benevolent parent. A child cannot conceive of the loss of a parent, even in adulthood.
The sun showed me a vision of the future, of it`s lifecycle. Then, I understood. The Sun has a life span, starting with it`s birth from cosmic material and ending with death when it burns out. We must understand that it is just like us, it knows it will die someday. It wanted me to know more though.
At some point it will expand in an uncontrollable ballooning of material and settle into a final stage of existence before death. In this catastrophic event, it will devastate the near planets, including Earth, it will kill it`s children. The Sun knows that this tragic future is mapped out and it cannot avoid the truth.
The Sun is sad that this will eventually happen, it is sad that we don`t see it`s vulnerability as well as it`s final death. We just take, take, take.
I, for one, will now see the star in a different light and give thanks for it`s life as much as the warmth it gives us. The gong now plays differently, it is more mellow although the odd solar flare from the rim reminds me to appreciate it in the right way.
John and June Shapter, Healing Sound Practitioners and founders of The Chiron Institute UK