med·i·tate/ˈmedəˌtāt/Learn to pronounceverb
- think deeply or focus one’s mind for a period of time, in silence or with the aid of chanting, for religious or spiritual purposes or as a method of relaxation.”I set aside time every day to write and meditate”
think deeply or carefully about (something).”he went off to meditate on the new idea”
When I was younger I used to flirt with a lot of older guys who loved to tell me when I was wrong. So when I met a man who told me that you can’t meditate with music on, I realized I could no longer let myself enjoy actually talking to stupid men. Largely unless it was about sex, I didn’t discuss topics of philosophy, majick, science, or politics with men because I found most of them completely unarmed to deal with how my brain works.
In short, I’m smarter than them.
Mind you that’s because I was a lot younger and men always think they’re smarter than women. It took me a really long time to prove to myself that you could meditate with music, but that’s because the KIND of music I was listening to, wasn’t supportive of what I needed.
So I snagged some videos that are similar to what I first used when I was thinking about Loud Mouth Brown Girl, which helped me get where I am today, with some instructions and thoughts tucked just below the video. Check em out below.
I love drums. They do something to my ears that makes my heart smile. Drums remind me to breathe in time with the sound of the drumming, and everything in me gets excited by raising the vibrations around me, and I want to jump off my chair and dance and scream. Meditating on drums is a great exercise because although some say that dance isn’t a part of meditation it absolutely is.
This band is called The HU, and I love them because I was writing a post about something or other when I lost my mind about their sound. I don’t often do that, and anyone who knows me well will tell you that. This is organic throat singing, drums, violin, and other instruments that I can’t name, from a small little island in the middle of everywhere. The HU are coming to Vancouver, but unfortunately, I won’t be going. I’d not make it out alive, the energy they help raise is so intense that I can only handle their music for short bursts.
I don’t care what anyone says, this sound always reminds me of home, and the Black community of Calgary.
The songs they played back in the 80s and 90s had the same sort of sound nad it reminds me of my aunties, uncles and Babu, or grandfather. I miss my cousins very much, even though it’s been more than thirty-two years since I’ve seen them, I still think about them often.
And last but not least is:
This song always reminds me of the deep south in America, and even though it’s done by two white presenting people, I love the way the music of the spoons hits my ears and makes me want to dance. This is a great song to mediatively dance to, to raise and release positive energies into the spaces around you.
If you meditate by dance how does it make you feel? I always feel like the ancestors are watching in wonder at awe as I nearly break my neck cause I can’t help but close my eyes which always leads me to bumping into things and spraining ankles. And yet I honestly can’t get enough of dance meditation.
If you have videos you love to watch or listen to when meditating please leave them in the comments, I’d love to watch them.
Sending all my love,
Devon J Hall
Loud Mouth Brown Girl 