“On Air”

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“On Air”

Your mind is like a radio, and thoughts are sending signals,
If you don’t like what’s playing or reception is abysmal,
You can switch your wavelength,
Don’t be patient, change vibrations,
Frequencies abound and they’re all hosting different stations,

They’re playing points of view, expert reviews, and news that’s mingled,
With talk shows, lyrics, love songs, and of course, annoying jingles,
Scan across the offerings
See what you can receive,
‘Cause songs get stuck inside your head, but you don’t have to be,

If you’re sick of updates, breaking news, and weather forecasts,
Shift into your body (it is always sending broadcasts),
“Our message lines are open!”
Twist the volume, “hello caller!”
And yes, we play requests, just change your focus and we’re all yours…

Welcome to this free-speech, private, pirate radio,
So glad that you could find the time to tune into the show!
We always play the best sounds,
With no ads and that’s an oath,
At first it sounds like static… but it’s energy in flow…

Yes, you heard correctly, don’t adjust your stereo,
Just hearing’s not the same as when you listen super close,
So tune into the white noise,
Yes, I know it might sound dull,
But stay right where you are and do not tweak that arial,

The signal can’t be jammed, this boat will never run aground,
The wavelength’s always here and it’s just waiting to be found,
Think you can’t quite hear?
Or that you should be hearing more?
The issue is it’s background noise – that should be in the fore,

No fiddly fine-tuning for fidelity in full,
The more you try, the less you’ll hear, you’re never in control,
But that’s what makes this fun,
The sound is unpredictable,
Now take a breath, and we’re on air, just listening’s the goal,

The sound is not a song and yet… a cosy, calming ballad,
Preferable at times to that perpetual word salad
Sounding like the sea,
with crackles, hisses, and soft pops,
Gentle waves are in each breath, a sound that never stops,

The space before, the pause between, the calm inside a storm,
Search out something underneath your human uniform,
The high, the low, the heavy, light,
the coolness, and the warmth,
Your body’s all sensation, to the edges of its form,

We’re not tuning out here, no, in fact we’re tuning in,
Intuition, insight, inspiration, live herein,
Follow inner guidance,
Feed and fan the flame within,
Ready to ignite, and guide you, if you’re listening,

The head is full chatter; gossip, that’s at times unkind,
Thankfully the body cannot lie, unlike the mind,
It’s always honest,
Only ever tells the truth,
It shows you what is real, and if you’re looking the proof…

The body is authentic, when the mind tries to deceive
It fails the lie detector… cos it knows what to believe,
It dances to emotions,
as your feelings flow and groove,
Listen now, let go, and feel your muscles gently move,

When we’re afraid to feel, we shut it down, and slam the brakes,
Hold bodies in position, numb the pain, ignore the ache,
But feelings want to flow,
If you don’t know, just concentrate,
Let the feelings stream and feel the body stir and shake,

There’s no such thing as silence where there’s energy that hums,
Call it prana, call it chi, but whatever feeling comes…
Like white hides every hue,
It bursts into a full spectrum,
And rhythm can be heard here, listen!... (tum-tee-tum-tee-tum),

A special kind of quiet that is loud with music still,
And when you listen close, you’ll hear your heartbeat drum in style,
More relaxed and peaceful
than it’s sounded in a while,
So now you’ve tuned into this beat, please do not touch that dial!

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