Calling of the Drums

I've been hearing the deep sounds of the drums calling me again. It’s a sound I know very intimately…one that vibrates through my bones and wakes the part of my soul that needs to seek solitude, inner reflection, and the sacred journey inward.

This isn't the first time the drums have summoned me… they’ve called to me in moments of need, in moments of transformation, and when I’m lost in the storm and chaos of everyday life. But this time, there is another layer, a heavier vibration.. They are calling me to join and sit with them.

I know what this means. The spirits are calling me because of something we must do…..

I am aware of the energies and waters that I carry within, which can be heavy, tangled, and unspoken. There is a need for release. A need to work through the knots in my spirit that I’ve allowed to tighten over time. The energy and spirits know. They recognize the ache within me, the tension I’ve held on to while trying to move forward without stopping to breathe. I’ve been carrying so much without giving myself the grace to put it down. And now, they call.

I have a feeling that once I answer this call, something within me will shift.

I won’t be the same. And I don’t want to be the same.

I’ve neglected parts of myself. The creative parts. The wounded parts. The tender parts. The childlike parts. The parts that want to dance freely to the beat of the drum without fear of judgment, whether from others or myself. It’s not that I don’t love the work I do or the path I’ve chosen to walk. But even healers need healing. Even those who guide others need time for themselves to ebb and flow with spirits, to connect to their energies.

When the spirits call, they don’t just ask you to listen.

They ask you to surrender. Release the stories you’ve been holding on to.

I know that once I sit with the drums and them, tears will fall. They always do. But they will not be tears of weakness or sadness but instead they will be the tears that break dams, paving a way forward. They will be the tears that water the seeds of change. And I know that on the other side of this, I will emerge with a part of me transformed and changed.

I’m going to answer their call. I am ready to sit with the spirits, to drum with them, and to let their rhythms guide me to the truths and processes I’ve been too afraid to confront.

The drums do not call us randomly, they call us when its time, even if we don’t feel ready. They call us to receive medicine of what we need not our desires or wants. They call us to change, to rise and stand.

May the drums lead me where I need to go, carry me on their vibrations to travel on our journey.

May they lead and guide you too if you hear them calling.

Just sharing some drumming sounds that I’ve always enjoyed.

Tuvan Drumming and Throat singing