"The language of drums speaks to the heart louder than words ever could."
Unknown
There is something about drumming that escorts the mind to magical spaces. Whether it is the rhythm, the sound, or permission to drift, my spirits lift. Repetitive hand movement perhaps mesmerizes the body, mind and soul. Gathered in a group of drummers, the energy easily lifts me to the sky.
Looking around the drum circle, it is interesting to view the differing reactions to drumming. One drummer is known to fall into a trance and who knows where he goes. There is another who accelerates his movements to a high rhythmic pace only to gracefully fall into what appears to be a state of grace.
The act of drumming also brings out playfulness which explains the camaraderie between us. We welcome people in the park, especially children, to join us as we have extra drums. This is my sacred community out in nature where the busy-ness of life fades away. We are like children, bonded, and ready to play!
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