Vibrations One thing I keep running across is belief that the Universe is centered in Mathematics and Music. The music part has melded into my awareness; the mathematics is sketchy. The mathematics seems to me more of Quicksilver's arena of understanding, but I'm hanging in there. I have seen too much mathematics pop up in the history of mankind to dismiss it. There's a key in mathematics. I'm just fumbling around still trying to locate the keyhole. Music, on the other hand, is like those comfy slippers I mentioned earlier, but maybe not in the usual sense one might think. Music, aside from its usual form we all understand, lyrics, sounds and imagery, is vibration. Think for a moment, if each of us were deaf how would we experience music? Through vibration. We wouldn't have the 'colors' or images that hearing people would have, yet we would connect with it on a more fundamental level, with vibrations. Now take that up a notch. Imagine the Universe as one vibration, pulsing through everything. Each soul is a pulse in the make-up in that vast vibration. The physical realm echoes this. There is a pulse that courses through our mortal bodies. Scientists even say there is a pulse in plants and all organic matter. Some time ago something happened to me that scared me out of my wits. I thought I was losing my mind. It took me a few years to gather the courage to bring the incident up with friends. I'll share... I had gone to North Carolina to meet and visit with, up until then, an online friend. One night, I was lying on the bed in my room. I had emptied my mind of all thought and was just enjoying the peacefulness. It was late and everyone else in the house had already gone to bed. As I was reclining, my body vibrated. Trust me, I got off that bed in a hurry, lifted the mattress and even looked under the bed for some explanation. I also checked the news the next day for a hint that at least there had been a mild earthquake or something to explain it. No such luck. Okay, so now my mind is reeling, am I sick? Again, no such luck. I could have believed it was a figment of my imagination if it hadn't happened again some years later. Only that last time, the vibration was different somehow. I still can't explain the difference to anyone. The closest I come to it is to say I sensed it was a fine-tuning of some sort. Once I got up the nerve to mention the first incident to someone, I learned I wasn't alone. While it hadn't happened to everyone, it had happened to a few. They each had their own ideas about what it could be. My personal take is that somehow I have managed to meld myself into the Universal vibration. I am no longer a piece of flotsam trying to land. At different periods in my life, I feel this rush through my body, as if I am a tunnel for something grander than I can explain. The second time it happened, I didn't scare myself, my heart didn't pound and I didn't think I was crazy. I found it comforting. This time, I could lie there and enjoy it. I'm not sure that 'enjoy' is a good descriptive word for it, but it will have to do. I am but a mere mortal trying to explain my ideas of how the Universe works. It hasn't happened again, at least, not yet. After all these years, I am still in awe of the experience. (Vibrations)

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