If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.
~Henry David Thoreau
Growing up with my brothers and sisters in Virginia we “made” our fun.
One of the ways we made our fun was to get out the pots and pans.
We’d have a jam session all-night-long with those pots and pans. We’d just go to town and make music together.
Last night I went to a mini-concert and listened to a Hang Instrument being “played”. It took me back to” playing” those pots and pans with my siblings.
It doesn’t matter what the external “instrument” is
It doesn’t matter what it looks like
It doesn’t matter what is cost
It doesn’t matter what others think about it
It only matters that YOU “play” it
It matters that you look for it
It matters that when you do find it, you are true to it
It matters that you allow your soul to come forth through it
It matters that you get out of your own way, so you can “play” it like no one else plays it
It matters that you let go of being someone else – just be yourself
It only matters that you let come the you that is deep inside…wanting to be born…wanting to come forth…wanting to finally dance your dance…to sing your song…to hit your pots or your pans.
It’s all about YOUR contribution to the family of the world
Below is what a hang instrument sounds like when played. Yes, it looks like a flying saucer, but I guess that’s what makes it unique. I’m sure it’s more expensive than the pots and pans in your kitchen cabinet…BUT the principle is the same…