Lina H Hanna

Lina H Hanna

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Melodies of the heart


Music, those different tunes that delight our hearts, those notes that play on our inner strings, we dance to them in celebration of our heart’s fiesta, and when we are hurt and pain becomes unbearable, we escape to the land of songs to mute our inner screams, we sway to the sounds of our weeping soul, and our internal bleeding. Whether it is our inner songs or the music we love to listen to; music is a noble art, it captivates our being and transcend it to a higher state of being, taking us into a journey of a different magical world, where we leave our physical form, where we walk out of the jail our human flesh that limits our soul in the realms of time and space.

Lina Hanna Hanna


The gates to the kingdom of melodies are always open, we stepped in and we are all kings, the anesthetized state we lose ourselves into is beyond this world. Suddenly every problem that overtakes our mind and feeds from our fear, fades into the sound of our favorite music, the intellectual traffic clears out on the lanes of our inner map.

Sometimes the absence of a loved one is overwhelming when we are separated from those who add their own music to our days with their presence, so to calm this need to have them in the same place with us, we take refuge in listening to songs that reminds us of them, to trick our minds into traveling in thoughts and in longing to them, so we can meet in a heavenly reunion, the feeling gets so real and thus we feel as if we are with them, where we want to be.

Other times when we are sharing the best happy moments in our lives, music is there to highlight those moments and fill the void of the air and the place we occupy, what is a carnival without loud music that is mixed with the laughter of a friendly voice and the smoke of a burning atmosphere? What is a good setting of a good company, great scenery without the magic of music that fills up the air with fairylike ambiance of warmth and vibes that pumps up our feel of being alive?

Isn’tthe voice of a lover the wine of our ears? Isn’t his laughter the best melody that our heart answers to its tunes and dances in orbital circles to it? Aren’t the cries of a baby the notes that moves even the cruelest hearts? Isn’t the memory of our childhood lullaby that our mothers sang to us when tucking us in bed the most sacred sound that we hear when we are falling down in the holes life surprises us with? Isn’t a conversation from one heart to another heard in the silence of the language door? We can listen to muted sounds when we are connected to a specific human soul, we can hear their silence, their muted speech as well without having to listen to the cords of their voices, but instead the cords of their minds and souls…

What an enchantment! It is pure sedation we experience at the sound of a music that has the power to play on our broken strings in are constructivemanner. A music that can reach the depths and the black holes of our being can heal our inner scars and wounds, a music like that is blessing, it cures us and cleanses our social and emotional infections, we become healthy again, it refreshes us and recharges our energy to face the noise and distortion of our hectic lives.

Listen to our inner songs, listen closely, be still and find your inner channel, tune in to it and dance to its music for it has the lyrics that decoded the messages to a better knowledge of yourself … listen to it and dance to its ever changing melodies, dance to the joy of life, dance to its sadness, dance to its madness, dance to its tides … be the flute of your own music so that others can hear and sing your song with you…

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