Sound Healing with Wayne McHugh | Learning to Listen
I came away shaking and had to leave the building to get some air. I had planned to have some Reiki but I was no longer sure that I could handle it, let alone need it. I had just experienced sound meditation for the first time, in a room full of people at the Life Arts Mind Body Spirit Festival in Woodbridge, Suffolk. I had just experienced a sound journey through drumming, voice and instruments led by Wayne McHugh; a speaker, coach, spiritual medium and musician.
I had come alone, eager to find release and comfort in the sea of like minded people who attended the two day event. I love festivals like this because I finally feel like I fit in. As an empath and introvert/hermit, wanting to surround myself with people is saying something. I had walked in feeling heavy, spiritual drained and energetically blocked, jaw clenched and irritable as hell. I was having one of those weeks where I was swimming against the tide. I had so much to do and yet I was as productive as an ice cube in the dessert. I had come to find a reiki taster session and I had also seen that Wayne was running a sound meditation workshop and so it made sense to sit in on it.
After a short meditation session in the Buddha Cave, I no longer felt like I was drowning and my head was just above water. I walked around the stalls, absorbing the beautiful energy around me before sitting down for Waynes workshop. He started with a singing bowl which immediately knocked a chip off my shoulder as the outside noise started to drift away. I closed my eyes and felt the vibrations wash over me (which got me thinking, annoyingly, how cd’s and online videos are great but are no substitute for being in the presence of real instruments because honestly, the instruments pulsed and massaged your head). Wayne moved on to a flute, shaker and then a drum which continued to massage your very soul. A massage through sound! Who would ever have thought it.
Then came the moment that I was not prepared for. Wayne started to use his voice. My eyes were closed at this point but shortly after he began to sing/chant I had to slyly open one to see who this was. This may sound ridiculous, but this voice was pure, and it wasn’t his. It was pulling me in and if it had been appropriate to lay my head against his chest I would have. He was the veil between worlds. To me, it was a male Native American, singing from days long past. As a child, I had always felt a special pull towards the music and culture of these people, and sitting here in the room, it honestly felt like a channel was open. There was this voice from another world, dimension, level, time.
I wasn’t looking for it. It was impossible to ignore.
Wayne’s voice then changed and the moment was gone. The channel had closed. I can’t really believe I am writing this but this genuinely was my experience, as loopy as it may seem to you. I have had my own dealings with the spirit world but never this. It was something that I never imagined possible, let alone dreamed of. I had heard the voice of an ancient spirit, and I have no doubt of this. I feel like the luckiest soul alive. Surely someone else in the room heard/felt their presence???
The meditation finished and everyone left. I approached Wayne and the first thing he said to me was ‘ You needed that’. I’m not sure if that was an observation or a question because I was too busy trying to find the words to share my otherworldly experience with him; that he had been channelling another spirit, a time long past. As I was talking to him my voice seemed slightly dreamy and thick. I felt rather spaced out to be honest! Wayne and I talked for a while and it was beautiful to know that I could have this conversation with him without judgement. Wayne understood and shared his own experiences.
I left the workshop feeling like I had just experienced multiple therapies all at once. Strangely, I started to shake so I left the festival and sat in the sun, reflecting on this spiritual encounter. I felt wonderful but I had no energy to spare for Reiki so I got back in my car and decided to head for Rendlesham Forest to do a photoshoot that I had been putting off. For the first time all week, I felt like I might be able to keep the motivation going and tick that thing off my list, despite feeling exhausted. It was here that I undid all of this healing and therapy and consequently learned the biggest lesson of the day….
In short, the forest attacked me, or so it felt. The thorned branches latched on to my skirt, drew blood and generally drove me wild. The light wasn’t right in the photos, and I didn’t actually feel that safe in this part of the forest which is a first. It was a disaster. I felt the stress creeping back in, and that feeling of defeat. I couldn’t believe it.
Watching my emotions, I suddenly realised that I was a fool. This wasn’t supposed to be, if I could just accept that. This isn’t what I needed, and yet I pushed on trying to fight against myself. I had been doing this to myself all week, beating myself up for not getting things done, trying to force the motivation. My body was saying no. It wanted love, not pressure. It wanted to be back in the room with the drums and the voice… It wanted to be doing yoga, eating chocolate and basking in the sun. It also wanted to be surrounded by people that resonated on the same frequencies. It wanted to be surrounded by high vibrations. My heart and soul wanted to be nourished by meditation, healing energies and touch… It wanted to be connected. It wanted to be appreciated.
Moral of the story? Listen to your body, and your heart. Don’t feel guilty for taking time out, for sleeping, for relaxing, for doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING if that is what you crave. Do things YOU LOVE. Not what you think you should do. Otherwise what is the point in life? Give yourself love, daily. If things don’t feel right, ask yourself what you need. What would be good for YOU today?
Thank you so much to Wayne and Life Arts for this beautiful experience.