COME BACK TO THE BREATH
LET THE DRUMS SPEAK
THE GLOWth WAY
What initially got me interested in meditation was a motivation to have a better relationship with reality. I didn't expect anything out of it. If anything I expected it not to do what I wanted it to do, but I still felt a motivation to give it a chance. Before 2015 was over, I decided I wanted to cultivate a formal sitting practice in 2016. And in that year I practiced almost every day.
On the evening of April 5 2016, I started translating my experience of meditation practice into music.
My focus in meditation was my breath, and I was doing whatever I could to stay with it, but I was also acknowledging that there was a wide array of distractions. The breath was there for me to get back to when I could, but the awareness of the distractions, and the distractions themselves, were all there. I was starting to see that there was a lot of material to dig through to return to my breath. I hadn't yet fully seen that "Sometimes it takes a journey to come home."
Throughout each of these songs there's a consistently repeated melodic component, and the rest is left up to drums. They speak a language that I didn't know existed until I sat down to let them speak.
A thought I had before I started writing this music is that flowers are always in a state of silent meditation, which brought me some temporary peace when I remembered it. I used to walk around a neighborhood in Los Angeles and look at varieties of flowers in front of nice houses. I didn't and still don't know anything about the flowers, I just saw what I saw.
When I think back to this time I remember how distracted I was from nature itself. Being more connected to nature is something I'm working on - I'm emphasizing its importance in my life as much as I can these days. But also at that time, there was a lack of actual presence with the experience of simply staring at a flower swaying in the wind. It was there, being itself, completely surrounded by a world of distractions, but it remained its own entity, firmly rooted in the ground on which I stood.
How could that experience have escaped me in the moment of being in it?
It made me wonder... what am I missing?
Vase.1 is what happened when I started to attempt to answer this question.
You should know that you have some GLOWth in you. Be on the lookout for it. Just take a seat, close your eyes, and observe your experience.
When it holds you, you'll feel it.
- GLOWth // DJW! // Danny Joseph
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