I was in the gym changing room when I took a moment to stop and listen to what was being played through the speakers; it was along the lines of “if you love me, come and get your fill”. Hmmmm… definitely not a love song by my standards, and certainly not what I would want to hear from someone I loved or who loved me. I’ve learned that love can only be something that truly comes from within me first, not from anyone else filling me up: believe me I’ve tried it, and looking outside myself for love simply doesn’t work.
Hearing this song made me stop, and think; what are we really listening to?
As I listened I felt in my body the hardness of the song; it actually hurt my body to hear the music. I could feel it in my chest, and the words became so clear, in the sense they were not loving at all, keeping us in the belief that love is something we find outside ourselves. Even the lyrics were not honoring of women or men at all.
I decided to conduct a little experiment: I chose to observe music for the week, just to feel what is really going on. Music is everywhere, 24 hours a day, non-stop: in the supermarket, clothes store, the gym or in the car whilst getting a lift to work, even the kids put their earphones in when moving from class to class at school. The more I observed and listened, the more I became aware of how music imposes on us and just how harming it can be without us even realising.
Sometimes I could feel like it was trying to hook me in – all the stories, emotions and need, other times it was more the actual tone of the voice or the sound of the instrument that actually hurt my body to hear; my chest would tighten, my head hurt, or I’d actually physically wince at the sound. I found when I listened to my body it spoke to me loud and clear.
Looking back I remember being little and reacting to music that didn’t feel right by hiding behind the couch when a certain person and song came on the TV, or shouting ‘stop’ at the radio in the car, and getting into trouble as my sister whacked on the brakes.
As I grew up I got totally sucked in by music that was being played, as long as it had a story of emotional woe I could relate to that kept me immersed in some sort of drama, for example – being sad, lonely or in the misery of a relationship breaking up, or if it had a good beat I could also dance to, I was totally gone.
But thank goodness, it is not like this anymore.
I have found that there is actually music out there that is clear, without one ounce of emotion or woe, which is made with love. It doesn’t hurt my body to listen to it, nor do I wince or get sucked in – it’s the complete opposite in fact. I feel me, I feel so much expansion, freedom and joy in my body, there’s not one ounce of tension or pain.
It’s music that allows my body the freedom to expand, and it calls me to connect more deeply within myself and all that I am – absolute love, joy, truth and so much more. The difference is it has not been made to self-promote or gain, but made with love for all of humanity to hear: it holds all others equally and allows people to feel the truth of who they really are with no imposition at all.
Inspired by Universal Medicine and Serge Benhayon.
By Gyl Rae, 37, Scotland
Related Reading:
Serge Benhayon on the Energetic Science of Music
Music by GM Records
Music by Chris James
Music and Parenting
Words on Serge Benhayon 
Thank you Gyl holding everyone as an equal would definitely change the way we are currently existing and this would be a Loving way for us to express going forward from now.
Most music is invasive and unsettles our bodies without us realizing it. We say we like music but we are not discerning that it comes with an energy that actually poisons our bodies and can alter the way we think about ourselves, others and life.
I wonder what it is about our society that feels we have to be entertained by music wherever we go? Or is there something more insidious happening that music is being used in a way to dull our bodies from sensing what’s really going on?
Great Question Mary, and could it be like subliminal messaging and that music holds us in Love or emotional turmoil?
Great point Elizabeth, when we go into reaction about anything then we’re drawing in and putting out exactly the same polluted energy as whatever it is we’re in reaction to. But we also have to be careful not to go into a ‘Zen-type-nothing-is-phasing-me’ type of energy because this comes from exactly the same energetic origin as reactions and abusive music. It’s very simple, the trick is to stay connected to the truth of who we are and steer a steady ship through whatever comes our way. Clean, clear and simple.
Well we’re either listening to something that has come directly from Heaven, which will act as an audible reminder of Heaven or we’re listening to something that has been constructed to throw us off Heaven’s scent. And the latter might sound blissful to our ears but will be felt as discordant by our bodies.
These days I really don’t like music that I can feel pounding on my chest. Namely because I have for a while now listened to music that doesn’t do that, even if I turn it up really loud in the car there’s no pounding. So if asked “what sort of music do you like?” I can say “Many genres as long as it feels ok”
The sound can be pleasing, just like the taste of cake – but the impact on the body can be crippling just like a slice of cake.
I would say that the majority of music out there in society imposes on us and we are so unaware of this until it is pointed out. Then we have a choice to continue to listen to it knowing it affects our behaviours and moods, or stop listening to it by finding music that is clear to listen to with no impositions. Such music does exist and the repertoire is diverse and increasing I’m glad to say.
Amazing how certain things become no longer acceptable when we allow the body to take the lead, while our head would gladly take every opportunity to ignore it and frolic being entertained by the poison.
Very true Fumiyo. I was unaware fo many years how some music felt on my body and would even indulge in sad music if I was feeling miserable myself. We have so much amazing music now to choose form – for all tastes – music that feeds us rather than dulls us and that supports rather than crushes.
Recently I was walking along in a city and I heard someone playing the trumpet and I immediately felt the sadness and depression of the music. Is it possible we don’t discern the affect the music has on our physical bodies at all? The busker playing the trumpet energetically could be affecting everyone who hears it or walks past without realising the energy they were receiving was depressing. So imagine if you were feeling low surely that music could just make matters worse?
99% of all music imposes on us. It comes in loaded with emotion and laden with beliefs and like a big heavy hand seems to reach into our bodies and change the way that we feel. And it’s not as if it does this without our say so, it doesn’t, we actively invite it in by listening to it in the first place. Not only that but a lot of the time we really really want to listen to it because of how it makes us feel. And the interesting thing is that often music doesn’t even make us feel what we deem as ‘better’, it actually intensifies our sadness or our melancholy mood or even our angst. But the fact of the matter is, that if we were connected to who we are in truth then there’s no way that we would allow something (anything) to come into our bodies and change how we felt because we would protect how we felt at all costs.
So true Alexis. Listening to most musicians talk about their music they emphasise the emotionality of it and how important that is. They actually want people to feel what they felt whilst composing and or playing. No thankyou to that any more.
And it’s a big fat ‘no’ from me too Sue!
You’ve got me pondering on how many issues I have that stem from beliefs contained in song lyrics. One of the biggest ones is that love is outside of us and we need to be dependent on others for love – this is so untrue but I can see how it still operates within me. If we listen to songs over and over, which we do, it’s like a form of being programmed. When music is not from the purity of the soul energetically it is a form of pollution, no criticism intended I have really engaged with music a lot over my life and felt like I enjoyed it, but once I felt what it did to my body it was quite shocking – very harmful.
These days it is hard to go anywhere without music blaring from speakers – be this in the car, in the shopping centers, when you are put on hold on the phone etc. There is not enough appreciation of a quiet moment and we seem to have forgotten how to be in such a space without the constant stimulation.
I’ve noticed that too, it’s as if we can’t bear the space that silence offers to be with ourselves. Silence is a good stop moment to connect and feel.
Silence is golden – as the saying goes. But it seems we have to fill every moment with noise and busy-ness. No wonder we are all so exhausted – there are no stop moments in the day.
Sometimes there are some really catchy tunes we hear on the radio or in shopping centers. And I really hate it when something ‘catches’ and I find myself involuntarily humming this tune in my head. I so prefer music with out the hooks, music that lets you be.
Absolutely Gyl, music comes in two varieties that which is healing for our bodies and that which is part of our ills and issues we have around emotional hurts and all this is happening without most of us even caring.
I can’t remember why but this week I chose to click on some videos from a band l listened to 30 years ago, they once captured my teenage angst at a very unhappy time for me where I just wanted escape from my ‘boring’ life. Usually most music I hear is akin to a person whining for attention and I turn it off. The dance music I was addicted to now I can only listen to for a few minutes before I feel like I’m about to go back on the drugs. But these songs have become ear worms even days later. What happened here?
I ‘loved’ those songs, yes technically brilliant, before their time and all that but I feel I gave myself away to them, the anger and my rage at the world at the time. Did I feel I somehow owed them for expressing my alienation and not feeling so lonely at the time, that other people also felt this way? In the same way I turned to rave for connection, I also did the same with these bands and completely missed out on appreciating everyone who was in my life at the time. These songs did me no favours, they fuelled my teenage arrogance and separation. I can now feel this and it doesn’t feel great at all- great to start seeing through the lie.
Pop, Jazz, Rock R&B, Country and many others are all some flavour of music. They all have their own type of hooks. It is said the perfect Country Western song needs to contain; crying, dying, going somewhere and pickup trucks. All buttons that are pushed to keep you hooked. But there is music as you have said Gail that is not hooking that allows and supports our movements.
Growing up I used to find the best music to be nature sounds, the birds singing, the wind in the trees, the pitter patter of the rain drops. They made my body feel settled.
Beautiful. The best sort of music – the sounds of nature. On a recent early morning walk the joyfull bird song was music to my ears – so uplifting – despite the rain.